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That friggin’ jackass is staring at me with these hungry fuckin’ eyes and if I thought Gerard was on the prowl for Frank then I don’t even know what Bret’s attitude towards me is right now. I just know that to him, what I’m about to do is gonna feel like a goddamn prize. And he’s about to get off on me being a piece of meat for the entire crowd while I’m gonna wanna do nothing but shrivel up into nothingness and die.

But there’s also a very strong part of me that wants to know what attention this will reward me with, and I sure as hell know Bret’s gonna be draggin’ me off this fuckin’ stage the very second this goddamn show is over.

Punishment.

That’s the only word that swims through Bret’s mind as he drags a drunken CC down the hallway of a grungy run-down decrepit warehouse that someone decided to call a hotel with Gerard doing the same to Frank not far behind.  

Bret can’t say this was all his idea, though.  In fact, Gerard was the one who chose this place.  The immediate idea of punishment, however, was all Bret’s doing, and he knows he has a damn good reason for it.

Gerard no sabe por cuanto tiempo en su piel de lobo está allí, solo mirando al chico en el agua con los cachorros. Están salpicando por allí en una curva, hasta las rodillas en agua clara, echándose agua unos a otros mientras el chico esta parado en el borde, hasta los tobillos con un bebé sobre su cadera. El grupo esta mojado de la cintura para abajo, faldas manchadas de agua y piel radiando en el sol rociado. Una franja de suave piel es visible a través de la drapeada falda, piel marrón punteada con tinta, y Gerard nunca había querido algo tanto como el quería a este chico, este hermoso ser de sol y luz y hojas forestales que rodean su cabeza en una corona.

...It was like some fucked up story of Jesus Christ himself, where I took on the sins of many and healed the hoards of young minds... But being only human instead of half-God, I couldn't take the heat...

Frank meets Gerard's mother one night, but it turns awkward instantly. Luckily, Ray calls and it's Mikey to the rescue.

St Marie’s Patient Admission File Parker Roberts, 16, Female. Date of Birth: 12/17/96 Legal Guardian(s): Jessica Roberts (***)***-5645 Joseph Roberts (***) ***-5645 Time of Admission: Jan 19 2014 7:23 AM Reason for admission: Psychotic Episode ##code:2579 Social Security:******* Head Psychiatrist: Dr. Lense

When Mikey first realized his attraction to his older brother, he sublimated his desire into fantasies about Gerard taking him against his will. In those fantasies, he could have sex with Gerard without feeling guilty about wanting his own brother. Now, as an adult living with Gerard as a lover, he has to decide how to respond when Gerard discovers his fantasy and confronts him about it—and offers to act it out with him. What follows is a conversation Mikey never thought he\'d have to have.

Mikey\'s eager for Gerard to see him in hi new Antibats outfit.

It\'s not unlike when two people break off a relationship and claim they\'ll still be friends. It\'s never quite the same, though.

Seventeen year old Geneve, or Gee for short, hates herself. Yeah, she seems normal, but the truth is she\'s constantly battling herself. What everyone doesn\'t know, is that Geneve doesn\'t want to be Geneve anymore. She wants to be Gerard.

There is always that one kid that brings a passion to the show, and it’s always that kid that makes Gerard doubt his self. Tonight she is speaking for them.

It\'s the winter time, and everybody is lining up to get their flu shots. However, this year isn\'t going to be a holly jolly christmas. A small shipping error caused pharmacies and doctors offices all over the world to get a dangerous and unstable biological weapon, originally produced for the army, in stead of the helpful flu vaccine. This deadly mistake, brought on by the world famous Fabilar Companies wing in Lubbock Texas, caused the inhabitants of Lubbock to turn into something inhuman. In the town of Idalou, a small town just east of Lubbock, it\'s becoming apparent that something is wrong. People are killing people and the people they kill are getting up and killing more people. A drug dealer by the name of Roxy Von finds herself in the middle of this huge mess, the exact same day her school gets five new students, who call themselves My Chemical Romance, a small local band from New Jersey. With these new people, her best friend Luis, and her brother and sister Mark and Lia, Roxy must try to find a way to survive in a world were death is just around the corner and literally a bite away.

Tales of life in the desert. Of love, death, life and loss.

Mikey and Frank enjoy a relaxing morning alone.

Mikey and Frank enjoy a relaxing morning alone.

Frank made his way over to where Gerard was standing, just a few feet away, and wrapped an arm around the taller man’s waist. Gerard smiled down at him, a full smile with teeth and everything. He can’t recall seeing that smile on too many occasions, not since they were kids. He smiled back, happy to see Gerard happy. They had both been through a lot, from addictions to heartbreak, and it was nice to know that everything was turning out right.

Drummers always have been the best at multitasking.

There are a million pretty pictures in the world, but none of them are as pretty as Gerard.

Poison didn\'t trust the man stood next to him, he had no reason to. He looked over the man with dark hair, cut short to conform to Better Living\'s standards. His uniform was a pristine white, not a wrinkle in sight, the only fault being his popped jacket collar. A rectangular BLI badge hung from his left coat pocket. FRANK IERO, S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W, it read. His cancer stick hung loosely from between his lips, Party Poison never wanted to be a cigarette more in his life.

Everyone has nightmares, and everyone has their ways of coping with them. Bob just wishes that Frank\'s didn\'t involve his bed.