Whispered Confessions, chapter 12
"Bring out the presents, damnit!" Frank screamed and sat down on the floor, pulling Crash with him.
"Ew, boy stench" Crash yelled, and fabreezed Frank (a/n yes, fabreeze is my best friend)
Finally, they boys and Lexy got out their presents.
"The birthday boy and girl exchange gifts first!" Mikey said, taking charge. Usually when he did this, Gerard took over. But Gerard decided not to spoil the party.
"Here" Frank and Crash said at the same time, and dove into their presents.
"YES!" they both screamed at the same time.
Frank's eyes had dollar signs in them. So did Crash.
Frank had gotten her *drum roll*
An electric guitar. It had a sketch on it. Even if it was in sharpie markers, It looked like a portrait. It caught her edginess and mysterious air, and yet you could tell she was fun loving. Gerard was a god.
"Thank you so much!" they both said again, and hugged.
"Gerard kinda helped me on that one, he drew the picture. And he told me what to get you." Frank said sheepishly. Crash rolled her eyes.
"What?! Who else would I ask to tell me what you wanted?! Frank asked.
"You are my twin!"
"You two live together!"
"We see each other every day!"
"He knows you better than I do!"
"Shows what kind of brother you are!"
"Look, I know you two love me so much, but can we get to the other presents?" Gerard said, getting annoyed. Ray handed them their presents next.
A new amp for Crash and s lip ring for Frank. Talk about love. Next was Bob.
Guitar picks with pictures of the six on one side and Crash's name on the other. A belt for Frank.
It sure seemed that they liked Crash more than Frank. Maybe it was that she didn't annoy them as much. Mikey was next.
A shirt with a coffin on it for Crash. Chains for his pants for Frank.
Lexy was next. She got a necklace with rubies for Crash (her favorite stone) and for Frank......
A box on condoms. The was also a letter which Frank read. His eyes grew bigger, barely able to hold his excitment.
Gerard was last.
"Here you go, Fucker. Your are giving it back to me for my birthday." It was an Anthrax shirt.
"No way in hell, this is mine!" Frank said.
"What, where is my present?" Crash asked. It wasn't like Gerard to forget a present for her. She nearly scratched his eyes out last time.
"What here, I'll get it." Gerard disappeared into the next room. As much as she didn't like to admit it, Gerard did know her best. Sometimes she thought he knew her better then she did.She was definitely excited.
"Here you" Gerard said, coming back. He got her a dress. Not any dress. A beautiful dress.
"I made it for you" Gerard said softly.
"You gay bastard, I effin' love you!" Crash threw herself in Gerard's arms. He looked a little surprised, but hugged her back all the same. She stuck her tongue out at Frank.
"HAH! I got a better haul than you this year!" Crash gloated.
"That's only cause we all asked Gerard what to get you." Ray pointed out.
"SEE! He does know you better than I do!" Frank pointed out, jumping up and down on the couch, making his micro mini skirt fly up.
"Dude, put that things away!" Bob yelled.
"DON'TCHA WISH YOUR GIRLFRIEND WAS HAWT LIKE ME?!" Frank started screaming.
"I'd rather take Crash" Gerard said and smiled.
"DAMN STRAIGHT! IM SEXIER THAN ALL YOU BITCHES!" Crash screamed, and started shaking her ass.
"Come on, Bob, let's go fuck a cow. You know you you want to" Frank said.
"What?! No I don't!" Bob said, looking quite scared.
"Wait, if you wanna impregnat a cow, all you gotta do is stick-" Gerard started
"EW!!!!KEEP IT PG13!!!!!!!!!!!PG13!!!!!!!!!!!!" Mikey screamed. Crash sniggered and poked Mikey in his side. He always cracked her up on how immature he is. No wonder he hasn't had a girlfriend yet.
"OH! Wait, now I have a surprise for all you guys! before I show it to you guys, I just wanna say that you guys are awsome, I love you, you are the best, and that I would fucking die for you. And Frank, if you cheat on Lexy, I will kick your ass. Now, here it is. And PLEASE don't forget me when you are famous" Crash took out an envelope. From Reprise Records.
"Oh my god" Gerard just stared at the envelope.
Crash smiled and pulled the letter out.
"Now, I won't bore you with the details, but they definitely do like your work...you were accepted." Crash was tackled by five huge masses.
"AH!....need....to...breath....have...work...tomorrow..." Crash gasped for air.
"I EFFIN LOVE YOU, CRASH!" Frank screamed (he did this a lot) and hugged the living daylight out of her.
"Frank, I still need this for a while longer" Crash said, pointing to her body.
"WELL, WHAT THE HELL ARE WE WAITING FOR?! LET'S GET PISS ASS DRUNK!" Ray said, opening a beer bottle. And that's just what they did.
A few hours later and maaany beers, Gerard was definitely the only one sober, and he and Crash needed to get home. Crash was passed out, so Gerard picked her up bridal style, and carried her out the door. He gently set her in the car, an drove to their apartment. He picked her up again, and carried her to the elevator (since they lived on the 8th floor and he was NOT carrying her that far). He sturggled to get his keys out, because Crash wasn't holding on, but then felt arms clapse around his neck. A half-asleep still drunk Crash half opened her eyes. Gerard smiled and opened the door.
"Thank you" Crash slurred, closing her eyes.
"For what?" Gerard enquired.
"Everything. I love you guys, but you are the one that keeps me alive. You protect me, you keep me company, you care for me. It's because of you that I don't slit my wrists enough to die-"
"What? You cut?!" Gerard was horrified. He set Crash down on her bed. She nodded drunkenly.
"Ever since Mark dumped me. I loved him. He was my first true love. When he left, I found out I was pregnant. But I had an abortion done. I felt horrible, killing something not alive yet, but I wasn't ready-"
"You had an abortion?!" Gerard eyes were about to pop out of his head. Again, Crash nodded drunkenly.
"We'll talk about this in the morning" and Gerard left her room.
"Ew, boy stench" Crash yelled, and fabreezed Frank (a/n yes, fabreeze is my best friend)
Finally, they boys and Lexy got out their presents.
"The birthday boy and girl exchange gifts first!" Mikey said, taking charge. Usually when he did this, Gerard took over. But Gerard decided not to spoil the party.
"Here" Frank and Crash said at the same time, and dove into their presents.
"YES!" they both screamed at the same time.
Frank's eyes had dollar signs in them. So did Crash.
Frank had gotten her *drum roll*
An electric guitar. It had a sketch on it. Even if it was in sharpie markers, It looked like a portrait. It caught her edginess and mysterious air, and yet you could tell she was fun loving. Gerard was a god.
"Thank you so much!" they both said again, and hugged.
"Gerard kinda helped me on that one, he drew the picture. And he told me what to get you." Frank said sheepishly. Crash rolled her eyes.
"What?! Who else would I ask to tell me what you wanted?! Frank asked.
"You are my twin!"
"You two live together!"
"We see each other every day!"
"He knows you better than I do!"
"Shows what kind of brother you are!"
"Look, I know you two love me so much, but can we get to the other presents?" Gerard said, getting annoyed. Ray handed them their presents next.
A new amp for Crash and s lip ring for Frank. Talk about love. Next was Bob.
Guitar picks with pictures of the six on one side and Crash's name on the other. A belt for Frank.
It sure seemed that they liked Crash more than Frank. Maybe it was that she didn't annoy them as much. Mikey was next.
A shirt with a coffin on it for Crash. Chains for his pants for Frank.
Lexy was next. She got a necklace with rubies for Crash (her favorite stone) and for Frank......
A box on condoms. The was also a letter which Frank read. His eyes grew bigger, barely able to hold his excitment.
Gerard was last.
"Here you go, Fucker. Your are giving it back to me for my birthday." It was an Anthrax shirt.
"No way in hell, this is mine!" Frank said.
"What, where is my present?" Crash asked. It wasn't like Gerard to forget a present for her. She nearly scratched his eyes out last time.
"What here, I'll get it." Gerard disappeared into the next room. As much as she didn't like to admit it, Gerard did know her best. Sometimes she thought he knew her better then she did.She was definitely excited.
"Here you" Gerard said, coming back. He got her a dress. Not any dress. A beautiful dress.
"I made it for you" Gerard said softly.
"You gay bastard, I effin' love you!" Crash threw herself in Gerard's arms. He looked a little surprised, but hugged her back all the same. She stuck her tongue out at Frank.
"HAH! I got a better haul than you this year!" Crash gloated.
"That's only cause we all asked Gerard what to get you." Ray pointed out.
"SEE! He does know you better than I do!" Frank pointed out, jumping up and down on the couch, making his micro mini skirt fly up.
"Dude, put that things away!" Bob yelled.
"DON'TCHA WISH YOUR GIRLFRIEND WAS HAWT LIKE ME?!" Frank started screaming.
"I'd rather take Crash" Gerard said and smiled.
"DAMN STRAIGHT! IM SEXIER THAN ALL YOU BITCHES!" Crash screamed, and started shaking her ass.
"Come on, Bob, let's go fuck a cow. You know you you want to" Frank said.
"What?! No I don't!" Bob said, looking quite scared.
"Wait, if you wanna impregnat a cow, all you gotta do is stick-" Gerard started
"EW!!!!KEEP IT PG13!!!!!!!!!!!PG13!!!!!!!!!!!!" Mikey screamed. Crash sniggered and poked Mikey in his side. He always cracked her up on how immature he is. No wonder he hasn't had a girlfriend yet.
"OH! Wait, now I have a surprise for all you guys! before I show it to you guys, I just wanna say that you guys are awsome, I love you, you are the best, and that I would fucking die for you. And Frank, if you cheat on Lexy, I will kick your ass. Now, here it is. And PLEASE don't forget me when you are famous" Crash took out an envelope. From Reprise Records.
"Oh my god" Gerard just stared at the envelope.
Crash smiled and pulled the letter out.
"Now, I won't bore you with the details, but they definitely do like your work...you were accepted." Crash was tackled by five huge masses.
"AH!....need....to...breath....have...work...tomorrow..." Crash gasped for air.
"I EFFIN LOVE YOU, CRASH!" Frank screamed (he did this a lot) and hugged the living daylight out of her.
"Frank, I still need this for a while longer" Crash said, pointing to her body.
"WELL, WHAT THE HELL ARE WE WAITING FOR?! LET'S GET PISS ASS DRUNK!" Ray said, opening a beer bottle. And that's just what they did.
A few hours later and maaany beers, Gerard was definitely the only one sober, and he and Crash needed to get home. Crash was passed out, so Gerard picked her up bridal style, and carried her out the door. He gently set her in the car, an drove to their apartment. He picked her up again, and carried her to the elevator (since they lived on the 8th floor and he was NOT carrying her that far). He sturggled to get his keys out, because Crash wasn't holding on, but then felt arms clapse around his neck. A half-asleep still drunk Crash half opened her eyes. Gerard smiled and opened the door.
"Thank you" Crash slurred, closing her eyes.
"For what?" Gerard enquired.
"Everything. I love you guys, but you are the one that keeps me alive. You protect me, you keep me company, you care for me. It's because of you that I don't slit my wrists enough to die-"
"What? You cut?!" Gerard was horrified. He set Crash down on her bed. She nodded drunkenly.
"Ever since Mark dumped me. I loved him. He was my first true love. When he left, I found out I was pregnant. But I had an abortion done. I felt horrible, killing something not alive yet, but I wasn't ready-"
"You had an abortion?!" Gerard eyes were about to pop out of his head. Again, Crash nodded drunkenly.
"We'll talk about this in the morning" and Gerard left her room.
