Electric Chair"please, no, no, no, no!" i cried out as i was dragged into a room. there were a lot of people in there, staring at me as i was dragged to my morbid death. i cried. nobody even noticed. i was terrified. even more terrified than the time i had to have my blood drawn. the two men that had been dragging me let me go and walked away. my eyes scanned the room for an escape as my feet jumped into action. i ran as fast as i could, frantically, praying to god that i would get out of there before anyone noticed. to late. someone was already ratting me out, screaming, "she's running!" i was outside, still running for my life. i heard someone, maybe a guard say "i already caught 42 today." the outside looked like a castle. it looked like there was a large bridge that i was going to have to jump to get out of here. a long line of people lined the building, not noticing me. i was soon caught and once again being dragged back into the room, screaming a the top of my lungs for someone to help me. thi
MCR- surprise partymcr- surprise party.
okay, this is a very late birthday story for frank. i wrote it on halloween, but i never put it up until now.
"FRAAAAAANK." Gerard, Mikey, and Ray walked into my room, carrying a birthday cake with 29 shining candles carefully placed on it. The cake read "Happy Birthday Frank!" and on the sides of it it said "IEROWEEN." I hid under my blankets, pretending to be sleeping. Even though I loved those guys to death, I wanted them to go away. I hated my birthday. I hated that every year, I would be older. I was an old man! "FRANKIE! WAKE UP, BIRTHDAY BOY!" I groaned, curling myself up into a ball, wishing to disappear under my covers. I could feel them slowly sit on my bed. What the hell time was it? "frank, we know you're up!" I slowly sat up and looked at them almost sadly. "go away " I mumbled, flopping onto my back. "nope, we have to sing." Mikey said, placing the cake in front of me. I looked down at the 29 candles shining brightly, remind
frerard- haunted house
"gee, im scared." Frank whispered as they got in line of one of the scariest haunted houses in the country. "why?" Gerard giggled. "i dont know...i just am...aren't you?" Gerard smirked. "no! it's just a haunted house, absolutely nothing to be afraid of!" "yeah, like that made me feel any better." Frank mumbled as he felt Gerard's arm around him. he rested his head on his shoulder. "i hope i dont piss my pants..." Gerard smiled. "im sure you wont piss your pants." the line started moving. frank held gerard's hand. just then, a guy with a chainsaw came up behind him. "HOLY SHIT!" frank screamed as the guy started up the chainsaw. he jumped forward, right into Gerard. frank slowly turned to look at the guy. "what the hell, man?!" he asked as the guy walked away. "i hate this place!" Gerard hugged the smaller man who was now panicing. "oh frank..."
after about another 20 minutes of waiting in line, they got to the front. "gee..." "FRANK! YOU'LL BE JUST FINE! IT'S...NOT AS SCARY AS IT LOOK
Frerard- Sick Day
Frerard- Sick Day
Gerard hung over the side of the bed we shared. The blanket wrapped tightly around him, his face pale. He groaned. I looked at the clock. It was 1:30 in the freaking morning and he still wasn't asleep. He was sick, although he had been denying it the whole day. I rubbed his back and gave him a small smile. "You need some sleep, Gee." His glassy eyes looked up into mine. "Frankie " he whispered before he started violently coughing, hacking up some nasty stuff. Ew. I held him in my arms and felt his head. He most definitely had a fever. "do you want to watch TV? I asked him. He nodded slowly, hesitating. To his surprise, I lifted him right out of the bed, revealing his batman boxers and only his batman boxers. I smirked, keeping my dirty thoughts to myself. Gerard shivered. "Frank, im freezing!" he whined. I layed him on the couch and went back to grab the blanket.
We both sat, cuddling on the couch, watching re-runs of Saturday night li