Things became awkward with Mikey but that awkwardness tied me closer to Frank. He woulldn't let me go. I would spend hours just talking to him about the future and how things were so perfect.
Frank's hand was tangled in my hair as our lips were almost in sync. His tongue slid into my mouth a few times, our bodies pressed against each other. I felt the guilt hit me like a ton of bricks. I pulled away from his ice cold body. The guilt made my stomach curtle and my heart race. I felt a few tears roll down my cheek. I felt him sit up beside me.
"What's wrong?" He asked. I couldn't bare to look at him. I sighed heavily and felt my heart sink into nothing. My world was finally getting sorted and now this. I kept my eyes down to the beige carpet. I felt his hand on my back. I toke another deep breath and looked into his beautiful eyes that reminded me of a lost puppy. A lost puppy that's been beaten and neglected. And it just wants a place to call home. Looking into his eyes made me feel lower than dirt. Doing this will make me feel like I was getting shot. A million times. I feel like I'm suffercating in my own world. I felt the frown disappeared so it'd look like I wasn't going to let any thing bring me down. False confidence. I sighed softly.
"I'm . . . Mikey . . . Uhhh." I trailed off slightly. Frank looked at me with concerned eyes. A smiled swept across his face as he leaned forward to kiss me. He pulled away.
"I know." He whispered in my ear. His voice sent shivers through me. I was wide eyed at him.
"How?" I muttered.
"Mikey, told Gerard, Gerard told Ray, Ray told me." They played the game of telephone? Well that's mature. Now I felt even more stupid. But if Frank knows I'm having Mikey's baby then why is he still around? I felt my body dramatically heat up.
"Why are you still here if you know?" I asked in a quiet voice. Frank looked at me with a boyish smirk. He held my hand tightly in his.
"A girl who you knew from your past stalks you for a few days, rambling on about a life you never had. I know I should've called the cops but there was something about you." He paused and skooted closer to me.
"Then you beging to remember things that never have happened yet and you find out she's the love of your life." He said softly. A voice like velvet against my ears.
"Would you let her go? Just because of one mistake?" He asked curiously. I stayed quiet, my eyes were back down at the floor. I felt his lips touch my cheek softly. The touch so fermilure but so strange and new. I felt my heart flutter slightly at this feeling.
"Do you remember our song?" He asked curiously. I smiled and nodded at the memory of us dancing to Your song from the Moulin Rouge. Such an amazing song. We lay down on the bed. My head resting on his chest. I heard him start to hum to a fermilure song. I smiled as I began to whisper the lyrics to the song.
"My gift is my song. And this one's for you. And you can tell everybody. That this is your song. It maybe quite simple. But now that it's done. Hope you don't mind. I hope you don't mind. That I put down in words. How wonderful life is now you're in the world." I began to whisper softly.
"Sat on the roof. And I kicked off the moss. Well some of the verses well. They got me quite cross. But the sun's been kind. While I wrote this song. It's for people like you that. Keep it turned on." My voice began to get a bit louder as the song went on. Frank smiled at me as we just looked at each other.
"So excuse me for forgetting. But these things I do. You see I've forgotten. If they're green or they're blue. Anyway the thing is what I really mean. Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen."
"And you can tell everybody. This is your song. It may be quite simple. But now that it's done. I hope you don't mind. I hope you don't mind that I put down in words."
"How wonderful life is now you're in the world. I hope you don't mind. I hope you don't mind that I put down in words. How wonderful life is now you're in the world." I ended softly. Frank's lips crushed mine passionatly. I felt this sensation inside of me. It was like this song made every bad thing go away. And every thing was good again. But I know better. Right now for the first time a days. I don't care.
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Saved By Mikey Way
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