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I Wont Let This Build Up Inside Of Me...
By apocalypticdreamer

 

I Wont Let This Build Up Inside Of Me...
He seems dressed in all of the best clothing out there. He was beautiful in his own way. Its hard to say what got my attention. He was just perfect. In every way possible. Frank Iero was just the most beautiful creature to walk the planet. And yet, I was invisible to him. Just a part of everyday life he ignored. It was as though he thought I wasn't real, just a figment of his imagination. But no, I wanted to him to know I was there for a change. There was a party tonight. I decided I would show up. I knocked on the door. Music was blaring from inside. The door opened and a big buff guy was standing in the door way.
"What do you want, freak?" He said. I hesitated.
"Uhh, I wanna become normal." I said. He laughed and let me in.
"I wasn't the one to let you in okay?" He said. I nodded and kept walking. Even though this was the party for the "it" people of our school, Fank was always the creator of them. He isn't one of the popular kids, but he know EVERYONE. Some people knew he was gay, like me. Some people just think he was putting it on. I walked through the croweded house, looking for him. There were people talking, drinking, smoking (legal and illegal substances) and kissing all over the place. I spotted Frank talking to two girls in the middle of the kitchen.
"Whats it like to kiss another guy?" One of them asked him.
"It's just like when girls kiss girls, its weird at first, but then you forget that they are the same sex as you. Its pretty fun actually." He replied, taking a sip out of his red cup. The girls giggled and I walked up to him and tapped his shoulder.
"Can I talked to you?" I asked. One of the girls looked like they were thinking, which is really weird for them.
"Hey, can you make out with him for us Frank? We will make out for you!" She said. Okay, so she wasn't thinking that well.
"Okay, only if you two make out for me." He said. He turned to me and smiled. He put his arms around my neck and kissed me. I felt his tongue run across my bottom lip and I granted him entrance. It was a good make out, lasted for a while, he pushed his hips into mine a fair few times. He pulled away and winked at me.
"Wow, that was so totally hot!" One girl squeled. I wiped my mouth and smiled.
"Yeah, I never knew you were like that, Mikey." Frank said. I nervously laughed.
"I'm not usually. Okay, what was the deal?" I said.
"Well, these to hot little devils were gonna make out with each other, jus because I made out with you." Frank laughed. I nodded and we both turned to them.
"Okay, here goes nothing!" The ditzy one said. They kissed, and then their tongues collided. Frank looked like he was about to melt in plesure. The girls pulled away and smiled.
"Oh my god! You were SO right Frank!! Damn, Kasy, your a fine kisser!" One of them said. They walked away.
"Okay, Frank, I need to talk to you." I said again.
"Okay, shoot! I'm up for anything at the moment. Fuck, I'm so horny!" He said. I licked my lips.
"I.. I think I like you.." I said. He looked at me confused.
"You know what? Don't worry. It doesn't matter." I said. I started to walk away when he grabbed my shoulder.
"Dude, it's cool. Seriously. Don't get all down by it." He said.
"But, do you like me? Stupid question."I said. He smiled and kissed me again.
"Does that give you the answer?" He said after the quick kiss. I nodded and tried to kiss him again.
"No, we have to find a room. I can't do this here." He said, holding me back. He grabbed my hand and pulled me to a bathroom on the second floor of the house. I locked the door behind me.
"Where the fuck were we, Way?" He said. I sat on the toilet with the lid down.
"About here." I replied with a sly smile. I pulled him over so he was on my lap. I looked up at him and he attacked my lips with his. The kiss felt so right, it was wrong. His hands slid up my shirt. We detached for breath..
"What the FUCK!" The buff guy said. I guess I didn't lock the door properly..
"I'ts not what it looks like, I swear!" Frank yelled.
"Get the fuck out of my house NOW!" He yelled. Frank got off me and walked out. I walked out after him and tried to catch up with him. We got outside and it was pretty cold.
"What the hell dude? Why didn't you say something in defence?" I said. He mumbled something.
"What?" I said.
"I don't like you, Mikey. I never had, I never will! I just needed something to blow my load." He said.
"What? I... Your an asshole! GO AND DIE IN A FUCKING TRENCH IERO!" I yelled. I walked backwards onto a road. I heard a car coming and I jumped out of the way just in time. I was laughing until I was hit by a car coming the other way. Fighting for my breath, Frank ran over to me.
"Dude, you okay?" He said.
"Does it... look... like it? Fuck off... ASSHOLE!" I yelled. I coughed and it didn't taste right. I touched my mouth, and the substance was red. Blood. I was dying, slowly. I continued coughing. Frank was still by my side, people were gathering on the lawn outside the house, watching over what happened.
"Ring 911 dipshits! He's dying!" He yelled. My chest felt like a steam roller ran over it. All I could move was my head and my right arm. Someone did ring 911, but it was way too late. I slowly drifted away from earth....

 

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