Turns out my dad is Gerard Way

Halloween

It's been three weeks since I moved to Belleville with Gerard and those three weeks have been amazing. Since the locker incident Bryan, David or James would always be with Bobby and I, like over protective warriors or something. It's sweet.
It's a few days until November and that means it's getting closer to Christmas which then means it won't be long until I can go and visit Sami, Toni and George. Gerard said he would make sure I would visit them and I hope he won't let me down.

I feel a thump on my bed and wonder what it is, not bothering to check but just rolling over onto my back. The mattress moves funnily beneath me and then there's something tickling me.
"No! Leave me alone!" I giggle shifting onto my side in an attempt to shield my neck.
"But it's MORNING!" James whines. Okay, when the fuck did he get here? "You should be AWAKE!"
I sigh and open my eyes. James is sitting beside me and is smirking down at me. I poke my tongue out at him.
"Can't a girl get her sleep?" I mutter, curling up into a ball.
Then there's another thump onto my bed, this one heavier. The next thing I know someone is shaking me.
"IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!" Frank screams into my ears. I cover them and Frank and James cackle. I glower at them.
"Gerard! The Ieros are being insane again!" I shout. Gerard then appears in my room.
"Oh so this is where you dissappeared to, is it?" Gerard questions Frank. "Goddamnit, I was about to give you your present..."
Frank sprinted out the room, pulling Gerard after him. I yawn and stretch my arms out, accidentally hitting James in his chest. He feigns mock hurt and sits facing away from me.
"Really, you're playing wounded soldier?" I ask, leaning around his shoulder to grin at him. "Come on, Jamie, you can't keep this up."
James looks at me. "Why can't I?"
"Because I'm your best friend and you wouldn't know what to do without me," I say and James laughs, agreeing. He elbows me lightly in the ribs and points at a bag on my desk.
"We're going trick or treating as you never had an American Halloween," James says, looking shyly at me. "I thought it was a cool idea."
I nod. "Cause every child needs to have this experience."
James jumps up and pulls me up with him. I groan as he does and try to move away but he takes hold of me in a hug.
"Oh, hell you ain't going anywhere," James murmurs into my ear. "Not until you're dressed normally as Bryan wants us to go over to his. It's where we all celebrating Frank's birthday so... yeah, not much really to say to that."

Gerard ended up not giving Frank his present, much to Frank's annoyance. I quickly dress in army print shorts and a Pierce The Veil band shirt while James slaps my bedroom door, saying random things that make me laugh my head off.
"Quick, the demons are coming to kill us all!" James fakes a shriek. "No!! DEMONS!!"
I pull the door open and look down at the floor where James is crouching. He stands up, nods at me, and leads me downstairs in my own house. What a crazy ass best friend.

"How's school going anyway?" Frank asks as Gerard drives us four out of the driveway. James pulls his gaze away from the window.
"It's fine, our music is due in soon."
I laugh nervously. "Please don't remind me, I'm letting you guys down."
Frank and Gerard exchange a glance as James replies. "You are not! You came up with the idea, you play the keyboard for it and you sing basically the entire thing! Never say you're bringing us down!"
Gerard catches my gaze in the rearview mirror. "You're singing, E? What are you doing for the project?"
"It's a mass combination of songs," James says. "E came up with it and we just chose which song and what lyrics."
Frank twists around in the passenger seat to look at us properly. "That's cool, what songs?"
I cough awkwardly and say it before James does. "Oh, you know, just My Chemical Romance."
James laughs. "Totally not creepy or anything, E."
"What? It wasn't, Jamie!" I cross my arms in faux anger. Gerard and Frank share another look.
"Okay..." Gerard says, turning a corner and pulling up in front of a modern looking house with a balcony on the second floor. "We're here."

Bryan, David, Bobby, James and I are hanging out in the back garden under a tree. David sits with his back against the trunk, his brother sits with his legs stretched out and his arms supporting him by being behind him. James, Bobby and I are laying on the grass staring up at the sky.
"I really can't see any cloud shapes," Bobby repeats adamantly. "You consider this fun? What was your childhood like?"
"Running around the streets, playing outside and drawing. A lot." I tell him. "Why? What were your childhoods like?"
"Mainly kept inside and if we ever wanted to go see a friend we were driven to there and from there." David says angrily. I'm used to it, David's angry at the world.
"Jesus, so you've never really enjoyed the childhood experience of playing on the streets? Begging your parents for money to buy sweets?" I ask, sitting up slightly to see Bryan shake his head.
"Nope. You grew up in a safe town though, what did you do as you got older?"
"I stay in my room just... doing whatever and sometimes I'd go out with Sami or Toni to go shopping or just to spend time together. Being in my room all the time gave me anti-social tendicies and seriously hooked on fan fiction."
James laughs and rolls over, raising his head to grin at me. "Fan fiction? What ones?"
I blush and stammer. "I-I - it was before I knew who my dad was and I - I - Frerard." I giggle and then sit up. "They are good, though disturbing."
Bobby nods. "I made the mistake a few months before I met you to read one and it had.... it had BOB dating.... Patrick Stump," Bobby shakes his head and makes a gagging sound. "Ew, just way too many mental images."
David actually snorts with laughter. "Ever tried reading something that involves your cousin with his friend?" Bryan hangs his head sadly.
"Rikey?" I ask and the brothers nod. "It's gross, I mean it's my uncle... oh, yeah, mental images - you were right, Bobby."
Too many mental images...

Frank's birthday was great and involved Frank screaming at one point. Goddamn Mikey for getting him a new horror book. Though I might have been as excited about a book... I was with what Sami and Toni called the 'Emoble' (emo bible) which was a present from a cousin. It was a book about MCR and it was great. I've read it nearly forty times and my birthday was six months ago and the book is huge.
The guys did take me trick or treating and it was fun. The neighbours got pissed that Bryan is nearly eighteen but whatever - can't friends just spend quality time together whilst getting their youngest friend the childhood experience of free sweets?
We got back and we decided to watch horror films and so far we are watching the third. It was just another zombie slaughter fest and ridicously funny, or at least I found it hilarious as I sometimes get hyper for no reason and this is one of those moments.
"Hey," James whispers into my ear, pulling me close to his shoulder. "Happy American Halloween."
I lean in close so my lips were beside his ear. "Thank you, Jamie. You're a great friend."

A/N
So there won't be much left for this, I'm gonna end it once the 'next generation' mcr do their music project.
However there may be a sequel and if there is it will have an mcr reunion and some jealousy between James and George.
Who would want a sequel??