Ok so this isn't my fanfic.
I DID NOT WRITE IT!
but i love it so much, i had to share it!
Sister to sleep, 001
You never know what's coming next && you never know when you'll end. You never how life begins or if the things you've been told are lies or the truth. That's how everyone should live there life. Think that nothing will happen when you know it will.
There's a new kid in the neighborhood. People are saying his name is Frankie. What a simple, boring name
I've yet to see him. People say he's cute.
Typical, Italian, Guido kid.
They say he's terribly nice.
Hate to break it to you dollface, but he probably just wants in your pants.
With all these thought running through my head I couldn't help but wonder if I was wrong. What if he was the exact opposite? What if he knew exactly what I was thinking? What if he would be that one boy in the world that would dazzle me? That one boy… the one boy to make it all okay again.
As I pondered the curves of his face, and the definition of his jaw-line I tripped. I spilled out all my books & school supplies. My hair flew over my face and my palms & knees burned with great intensity. I flipped over my hair and groaned at the mess I'd made. I sat on the cold concrete floor and looked at my hands & knees.
How terribly graceful I am. I though.
In the distance, no more then 20 feet away I saw a boy running in my direction. Before I knew it, he was right there asking me if I was okay.
No, I'm not okay I thought….
"I'm fine" I lied. He looked into my eyes with great concern. They were a wonderful hazel color.
"I saw you fall, I ran as fast as I could. It looked like it hurt." He said picking up my books and pushing them into my bag. After he'd finished, he picked my up very gently but with ease. I still haven't said anything other then I'm fine.
I looked at my knees, they were covered in blood and my hands had particles of the floor in them. I looked up at the boy, untitled so far with great pain.
"Do you live close? I think I need some fixing up…" I asked.
"Yeah, I live a few doors away. Here, I'll take your books" He took them away from me before I could reply. I limped after him as he led me to his home.
"So, what's your name kiddo?" I asked him halfway there.
"It's Frankie, I'm new to the neighborhood" He said glancing back at me. He was perfect. He was amazing, he was dazzling. He was everything I'd ever wanted.
We finally got to his home. He basically carried me up the stairs. He brought me to the bathroom and sat me down on the bowl. He was rummaging through the cabinets && after 2 minutes he has Band-Aids, gauze pads, peroxide, ice, and Neosporin.
"Wow" I said after seeing him, arms filled with supplies.
"I'm very anal when it comes to seeing people get hurt, Sorry" he said.
"No, no it's okay… there's nothing to be sorry about. You're too nice" I said grinning.
He began to wash out my knee with peroxide. I think he could see the grimace on my face with every dab he made.
"I'm sorry" he said with concern & he stopped.
"No, it's okay, it'll get infected if you don't" He smiled a beautiful crooked smile.
He continued cleaning up my knees & hands as I looked around the room. It was a dark red with French paintings hung on the walls. The signature read 'Gerard Way' I wondered who that artist might be when frank stood up in front of my vision && said
"You never told me your name"
"It's Kayla" I replied. & right then, at that very moment we became friends as we both smiled at each other.
I looked down at the work he'd done on my knees & thanked him more then I should have. All he could do was smile. We walked to school together & I asked him for his schedule. As I read his classes, his periods, & his teacher a smile spread across my face.
"We have the same classes at the same time" I said with an obvious overly-happy voice.
He smiled.
"Thank GOD! Knowing me, I'd get lost. I'm not good with directions" He finished with a laugh.
A beautiful, amazing, quite, shy, scared laugh. A laugh I fell in love with. The rest of the way was quite. With opposite glances I'd glance at him, glancing at me & he's quickly turn away. I loved it.
I was amazed that today went from terribly bad to amazing. But I loved every minute of it.
I'd taken mental notes because of the boredom I was undergoing.
-Black hair
-Hazel eyes
-Short, but not shorter then me
-Amazing
-Beautiful
I stopped myself before I got too carried away. Plus we were here. At the hell hole I call
"Monroeville High School" I said as the school came into view. He looked over at me almost scared but mostly surprised since I haven't said anything since I looked at his program.
He smiled a quick frightened smile.
"Don't worry, it doesn't bite… much" He had a stricken look on his face. He stopped in his tracks. "Relax! I was kidding!" I said smiling. A relieved smile bread across his face, expanding his cheeks.
He continued walking.
-Tight pants
-Adorable smile
I continued the list.
Sister To Sleep, 002
We walked into the school with struggle up the stairs. Me trailing behind & Frankie being afraid of what lies ahead. Pushing through the red doors with great effort we were in the school
"What time is it?" I asked Frank in hope of not being late to music.
"8: 37" He replied.
Damn I thought, I knew 1st period was almost over but I decided that we'd make it there as fast was we could. I stumbled down the hallway checking back every two seconds to be sure frank didn't get lost. I opened the door to hear the passing bell ring.
"Well, we missed music." I said hiding the anger I caged up inside.
"What class is next?" asked frank with a tone that told me he didn't want to go to music.
"Hmhh, I think it's science" I smiled in my head wondering if I said I liked science out loud he'd think I was weird.
"Oh, my god! Yes!!" frank replied. I looked up at him with a surprised face.
"You actually like science?!" I asked in amazement.
"Yeah. I always have. Don't you?"
"Well, yeah. I never met anyone who liked science! Yay! I have a buddy" I said eagerly
Stop pushing your luck kid, there has to be something wrong with him. Anything. I thought hoping I didn't let an expression of disappointment come across my face.
We were off to science with the rush of the students running from class to locker, locker to friends, friends to class. I tried to get there as soon as possible because I wanted a seat in the front with Frank. We were the 4th & 5th people there. We grabbed the first seats we could find. We simultaneously sat down at the same table not knowing where we were going. We laughed together but I toned myself down to hear the beautiful laugh that I loved. He looked over at me with his beautiful hazel eyes & smiled the crooked smile I loved. I'd known him for no more then 2 hours & I love him more then anything in the world.
After noticing I was staring, on the verge of drooling I looked down in embarrassment. My eyes shifted to his school bag when I 1st noticed it was a My Chemical Romance bag. I screamed in my head.
Another thing to love.
I pointed, speechless at his bag & made silly sounds that meant "Oh, my god. I love your bag." He laughed again. I looked at him, again in embarrassment.
"I can't believe you like My Chem!" I exclaimed after I regained my ability to speak.
"Yeah, we're on eyeball records together. I'm in a band called Pencey Prep." He replied.
"That's so cool! Ahh! I want to meet them so badly!" I said a frown pulling down my face.
"Well, we have practice tomorrow, if you want to come. I'm sure you can!" He said happily. Almost as if wanting to see me again.
"I would love that more then anything in the world" I stared deeply into his eyes. I quickly pulled away & blushed the brightest shade of red. I didn't want to look to eager or too wanting. The late bell rang & the class settled down. I refrained from eye contact afraid to make matters worse. Afraid to fall into the hazel pool of color I call his eyes. Afraid to fall too in love before I could handle the pressure of his beauty.
-Pencey Prep
-MCR fan
The list continued throughout the day.
Finally it was lunch time. We had to get there early to claim our table for the rest of the year. We got one of the best ones there. I invited my friends Nikki, Alicia, Brandon, Rob, & Steven to come sit with us. I introduced all of them to frank & I told the story from this morning. They had asked why I wasn't in music & I explained.
Frank seemed really shy; every time I said his name he hid his face in embarrassment. It was too adorable. He kept quiet throughout the rest of the period. I tried my best to get him to talk, but he would only whisper to me.
After lunch we had Gym. In Monroville, our gym classes were segregated so I had Brandon, Rob, & Steven lead the way as Me, Alicia, & Nikki headed in the other direction.
After the boys were out of earshot Nikki went crazy with the questions.
"Oh my god, KAYLA!" Nikki exclaimed, exaggerating my name more then needed. Turning out in front of me grabbing my shoulders "Hook, line & sinker!!!!" she seemed to always know when I liked someone.
I blushed into my shirt. "Stop Nikki! Don't try any of your lovey-dovey bull!"
"But come on! You two are perfect for each other!"
"Nikki, If this is going to happen let it happen naturally for once please?"
"But I" I cut her off before she got any further.
"But nothing! You said the same thing about me & Gerard, me & Mikey, me & any other boy in the world… ever!" I stopped walking by now. I could see I hurt her feelings. I continued with a softer tone. " Listen. I know where you're coming from. You want to see me happy. & I want to be happy. But I want to see if I can do things on my own." I said with endearment.
We continued walking to gym. The rest of the period left a lingering silence on our conversations. By the time class was over I was talking to Nikki again. Our fights never lasted long & when they did we would make up not even remembering what we were fighting about.
We were all walking & talking & getting ready for our next classes. Me & Frank had math and everyone else had mixed classes. I saw frank & the boys in the distance. A smile spread across my face when I noticed one of them was running. As the small speck came closer I knew it was frank. I began to laugh & before I new it I was tackled to the floor by him. After that I felt more weight getting pressured on my when I realized the rest of them began to pile on to.
"GET OFF ME! I CAN'T BREATHE!" I screamed.
Slowly but surly the weight was lifted off me. Frank got up & helped me off the floor. As soon as I was standing up straight I was enclosed in a big hug. I hugged back, knowing it was Frank. I hear his whisper something into my ear
"I missed you" he said quietly.
I opened my eyes to see my friends behind frank making hearts in the air with their fingers. As soon as they saw my eyes open, they stopped & acted like nothing happened.
Frank eventually let me out of the hug. I was a little bit drowsy from being pummeled to the floor so he needed to grab my arm to make sure I didn't fall. I mouthed the words Thank You to him so no one else would hear.
-Caring
-Lovable
The list went on.
Sister To Sleep, 003
It was 8th period, last period of the day and Frankie & I were joking around in math. It was his 1st day so I tried to make him feel most wanted. He was letting me play with his sweater. I was tying his arms around his back & drawing on his hands. After a few times of getting in trouble my hyper high went away. I'm always Hyper in Math. I hated it. It was boring & I'm really good at it so I understand most things right away. After I was totally bummed out of hyper I let my hand slip on the desk & let my fingers linger off the side. I slowly laid my head down to rest. Before I knew it I was woken up by the bell.
Frankie was staring at me, watching me sleep. He laughed his irresistible laugh when I jolted awake. Drool trailing from my mouth, I embarrassingly lifted my head & wiped my chin. He took my book away from me after I drowsily stood up. I went to reach for my books && in one swift movement he out of reach.
I stood there for a second, dazed & confused. I shrugged it of & walked out the door.
The walk home was pretty much silent. He'd asked if I'd enjoyed my nap, mockingly of course. I blew a raspberry his way. Despite the sleep I needed I managed to flirt to the best of my ability. After watching Nikki & her boyfriend I've learned a lot.
Disregarding the silence, I seemed to enjoy myself. I fantasized holding his hand & reasting my head to his shoulder. Hugging him goodbye, imagining the sadness in his eyes when he walked me to my door.
"This is it" I said pointing at my house.
"HA! Now I know where you live mwhahaha" he laughed a joking, maniacal laugh. It was actually kind of funny. He made me laugh. He waited by the bottom of the stairs && when I reached for the door handle he ran up the stairs & hugged me from the behind. He rested his chin on my shoulder & I smelled his hair. It smelled like the same shampoo I use. I hugged him back.
"Frank, I really have to go!" I pulled away from him & turned around to face the sad eye's I'd imagined. "I'm sorry" I said with a cute, innocent pout upon my face. I looked up into his eyes & my smile showed through. He laughed.
"Fine" he said turning around & sulking down the porch steps. I quickly run down the steps & jumped on his back.
"Where do you think you're going Mister?!!" I asked teasingly. "Want to come over for dinner tonight?"
He looked surprised. A wide smile spread across his face. "I'd love to"
I climbed off his back & looked up at him. "Come in & I'll introduce you to my parents. I'll ask them about band practice tomorrow" I smiled. He beamed back at me.
We walked up the steps together & I opened the door. Cautiously I peeked around bend to see my mom drinking coffee & reading one of her Anne Rice books.
"Mom?" I asked.
"Yes Kayla?"
"Can my friend Frankie come in?"
She looked up from her book, surprised. I never really got any new friends so she was eager to meet anyone I brought in.
"Why of course!"
I opened the door fully I let frank pass in front of me, I followed. Shutting the door behind me My mom was standing up. I saw franks nervous smile spread across his face.
"Hi Frankie, I'm ______, Nice to meet you" said my mom with a smile.
"ditto!" exclaimed frank. My mom is pretty cool. I had to admit. When I was little, she didn't let me listen to pop. She forced me to listen to rock & I love her for that. I mean, look at all these girls now. They're stuck up, "OH EM GEEE! Let my spend my daddy's money & buy myself shirts that cost more then my house." I hated them. Some of the were nice but ever since this whole tome travel back to the 80's rocker style I want to shoot them all… with a big piece of gum. I smiled out loud 'causing frank & my mom to eye me.
"What!" I said. "I was daydreaming about the girl in out school & how much the suck!" I smiled, grabbed franks arm & shoved past my mom. Out of the corner of my eye I saw frank shrug at my mom, I smiled wider.
We trudged up the stairs & went to my room. I sat down on my squeaky bed as frank slowly & cautiously walking into my room admiring the MCR theme I had going on.
"Wow" was all he could say. I beamed.
My walls were painted black & blood-spattered with red paint. I had Anthrax & Misfits posters hung on my wall.
"I love My Chem, but I don't know anything about them. Their music is amazing and the lead singers' voice is great. I can't find their CD anywhere & I can never get to any of their shows."
"Ha" he chuckled. "I spend 6 hours a day with those kids, 3 tomes a week. They are so much fun to be with." He smiled. "do you remember the paintings you saw in my bathroom?"
"Yeah… They said Gerard Way, who's that" That's the lead singer of My Chemical Romance. My eyes widened.
"You're kidding me right?" I asked.
"Nope, he's an artist in so many ways. He was working for Cartoon Network but then he decided to do the band. Gee's so nice, you'll fall in love with him" He glanced over at me.
"That's so cool. You're so lucky…." I trailed off looking at the floor. The silence lingered there for about five minutes when my mom called up the stairs.
"Frankie, are you eating over?" she yelled. He looked over at me & I nodded.
"Yes, thank you!" He screamed back. He turned back to face me. I looked over at him & dove into his eyes. I caught myself again, I blinked slowly & blushed away. I stood up & walked over to my stereo & popped in a misfits CD & "She" started to play.
"Nice choice" he said smiling, nodding his head to the music. I laughed. Another silence fell among us.
I crawled back onto my bed, behind frank & lay down. I closed my eyes & I was asleep. I woke up & it was dark. I rolled over to face the wall. Frank was asleep, his knees pulled up to his chest & his head resting on his arms that are wrapped around his legs. I smiled at the site of this stone creature, in my room asleep. I sat up & rubbed the sleep from my eyes. When I opened them again frank was looking at me, smiling.
"What are YOU looking at?" I asked mockingly.
"Nothing, you know you're funny when you sleep. You were twitching." He laughed silently to himself.
"I had a really bad dream" I said with a confused look on my face. I curled my legs in & crossed them in front of me.
"Humor me" he said simply.
"I'd rather not talk about it." I said looking away using the clock as an excuse. "it's 5: 54, dinner's in a few, lets head down stairs." I stood up & stretched. I opened my eyes & frank was standing up leaning against the wall, looking at me.
"Am I like a science experiment or something?"
"No, you're interesting." He smiled that smile, the beautiful one. I smiled back.
-Studious
-Observant
Sister To Sleep, 004
We walked downstairs to see the table dressed with plates, forks, knifes, napkins, and cups. The kitchen was a pale pastel yellow with white cabinets and all the kitchen appliances were black. The refrigerator covered in paintings from when I was four and yearly pictures. I loved looking through my old school pictures; seeing how much I've changed, my hair, my style, my smile, my entire self.
"we're having Lasagna." My mom stated and smiled. We both smiled back as I directed Frankie to his seat. My mom sat at the head, I sat to her right & I had him sit to her left.
"This looks delicious Susan!" Frankie said, delighted.
"Thanks so much Frank, I don't get compliments on my meals often." My mom replied her eyes flashing in my direction. Throughout dinner, I learned more about Frankie. His last name, where he used to live, why he moved, what his family is like.
-Iero.
-Bellville
After he was done explaining his life, he asked about us.
"Well, my father works late and I never can really see him" I said looking at my plate and playing with my food. I was never much of an eater, because I got sick a lot and learned what to stay away from the hard way. "He works at a shipping company in New York. He leaves at 5:30 in the morning and comes home at about 11 o'clock. I'm out by then.
"Yeah, sometimes we could really use him around, but it's a really good job and he seems to like it a lot." My mom said, smiling.
Looking down at his plate, not knowing weather to laugh to feel bad or to keep silent he said "That must suck."
Those silences when you learn something about someone that you don't want to hear always suck. They make you remember the worst of it and on the receiving end, it makes you think about the worst of it.
After about ten more minutes of silence, hearing nothing but the scraping of forks against the plate my mom stood up. She lifted the plates off the table one by one and washed them off and stuck them in the dishwasher. Frankie and I thanked her for dinner and went back up to my room before he had to go.
"You're mom seems nice." He said, sitting on my bed.
I began to confess about my friends issues when I realized how pathetic I sounded. "I'm sorry, I'm probably boring you" I said shifting in my place.
"No, it's interesting. I love learning about people. Seeing how they vary from the others I know." He smiled and I returned the smile. Soon, I stoop up and popped an Anthrax CD in the stereo.
"You have a good taste in music" he said sitting back on my bed.
"Thanks, as do you" I said turning up the volume.
We started talking about life, what we thought about the people around us, and expressing our theories on religion. As always, I did most of the talking. I had a problem like that, I always ranted too much and once I get talking its hard to stop me.
"So all in all religion is stupid… its make no sense and when the hell do bunnies come in when you're talking about Jesus coming back to life?!!!" I exclaimed finalizing our conversation.
"wow, you know you're absolutely right." He said amazed at my logic.
He sat, dumbfounded trying to process my information and what I said.
"Oops." I said out of the blue. "I did it again…" I said looking down uneasily.
"what?" he asked forgetting about the conversation.
"I was talking too much again… I'm sorry."
"No you weren't, That was really logical and very deep of you. I really like talking to you." He said staring into my eyes. I looked into the pool of gold and blinked thankfully. We stared into each others eyes not noticing the time flow by as our faces leaned closer and closer together. His eyes shifted away from mine to the clock behind me. I flinched away and I looked back… 8: 34 the clock read.
"Oh wow!" I said wondering where the time went.
"Yeah! Jeez, I have to get home!" He said picking up his bag and slinging it over his shoulder.
"Wait! I need to ask about band practice tomorrow!" I said pushing past him and jetting down the stairs to ask before he was late.
"Hey mom" I started, breathless. "Can I got to band practice with Frankie tomorrow after school?" I asked.
She looked up from her book and over the tops of her glasses. She raised her eyebrows and decided quicker then I'd think…
"Sure, just call me after school and when you get out of practice." She quickly went back to reading her book.
I quickly turned on my heal to face him I over-dramatically mouthed the word "Yes" to watch a smile spread even wider across his face. We walked out the door together and as soon as it was shut I threw my arms around his neck and jumped up and down in excitement.
He laughed and hugged back.
"Oh my god! I am so happy! I've seen them in concert once and I've loved them ever since. I recorded it on my tape player and that's the best I've got to learning the lyrics! Ahh! I can't wait."
We started walking, arm and arm back to his house. There was an airy feeling about us as we walked but we kept quite. I couldn't help but stare at him when we were walking. Sometimes I wondered if we never met, if I never fell would we be friends. As I thought I stumbled over the same crack in the floor I'd fell over when we 1st met.
He saw me trip the slightest bit and he ran out in front of me to catch me. I toppled over and knocked him down, we hit the floor and our lips touched in the softest way.
Sister To Sleep, 005
I quickly lifted my head acting as If I didn't enjoys that in the least bit, but not to the point of disgust. I rolled over onto the hard concrete floor. He stood up first with a confused look on his face. Realizing I was still on the floor he grabbed my arm and picked me up.
Acting as if nothing happened he asked "Are you okay?"
I was still kind of confused but I didn't want to show it. "Yeah, um. I'm fine. Sorry about that… I'm so klutzy sometimes." I forced a laugh.
"yeah" he replied blandly.
The rest of the walk to his house was quiet. I watched my feet and kept my distance. We walked up the stairs to his house and said nothing when we were under the light of his porch light.
"So I guess this is goodnight…" I said still looking down.
"yeah" He reached in for the door handle but stopped and turned back. "Goodnight…." His eyes worried and confused.
"'night." I started walking down the stairs and listened to the door fully open, then I heard it stop. I turned back to see him staring at me. I looked down and pursed my lips and then I turned around and continued walking.
"Wait!" he called after me after I'd take 5 steps. I turned around to see him right to my face. It touched his lips to mine again but this time it wasn't an accident. It lasted much long this time and I think we both enjoyed it. I took in his scent and noticed that he didn't smell like a typical kid. He smelled almost like a girl but it smelled delicious. He pulled away from the kiss that I never wanted to end.
He looked into my eyes and smiled "I'll meet you on the corner tomorrow morning." He said not giving me a choice.
"Sure" I mumbled still surprised by the kiss. I blinked a few times staring past him ans looked back into his eyes and smiled.
I turned around on my heal a let out a sigh of relief and began walking home. After I turned the corner I ran the rest of the way. As I ran up the stairs, flung the door open, and slammed the door behind me I faintly heard my mom say "Where's the fire?!!" I laughed a quick laugh and jetted up the stairs into my room.
I collapsed on my bed, breathless and dazzled I started laughing! I began laughing so hard I was crying. I couldn't believe it. I was kissed by my dream boy and I'll never forget it. His scent, his eyes, the stairs, the time. I loved it all. Nothing could stop me now.
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Franks POV;
I stepped in the house, breathless and shut the door behind me and slid down the wall. I was laughing so hard because the butterflies tickled my stomachs inner skin. After I caught myself, I stood up & went to my room.
My room was painted black and it had paintings hung on the walls. The ceiling was checkered and the white was paint spattered. Posters covered almost every square inch of the walls. I fell onto my bed and began to fall asleep, thinking about the kiss.
Her scent, her eyes, the stairs, the time. I loved every minute of it. I was on top of the world. I drifted off into a dreamy sleep.
Sister to sleep, 006
Kayla's POV;
I lie awake in bed wondering about tomorrow, remembering it all so clearly, what he said, what he looked like, what color his eyes were. Everything that happened was amazing. I couldn't believe what was happening to me. I was the most miserable person yesterday and now I feel like the king of the world.
Slowly, I realized I was drifting off & I got up to change. Sleeping in skinny jean, uncomfortable as it is, wasn't such a great idea. I peeled off my shirt & grabbed an old tour shirt from my draw. Slid out of my pants and into a pair of sweats; brushed my hair, pulled off my socks and went to sleep.
I had a hearty mountain of dreams to think about. I had a dream about tomorrow, that me and Frankie walked down the hallway, arm-in-arm and people shifted out of the way as we glowed. People stared, awestruck rather then dumbstruck for once. And at the end of the hallway, just as the bell rang, we kissed. At this point the world sped up, but we slowed down. Everyone moved so quickly around us, they were almost invisible. I didn't care. All that mattered was that I was in his arms, breathing his sent, touching his lips, and last but not least… just dreaming.
I woke up with the dream still in my head and quickly got changed. Pulled out MCR related jeans and a black misfits shirt and put them on. I went to the bathroom with my makeup bag whose contents were multiple types of black eyeliner. I pulled my out my straightened and turned it on, while letting it heat up, I took out my hairspray.
I pulled out my liquid and started applying it. I closed my right eye & pulled the skin out to spread the eyelid. I went quickly so I didn't waste too much time. I kept my eye low as it dried and dipped the brush in the eyeliner, preparing for the next eye. After I finished both eyes, bottom and top… I decided on the daily design. I picked my signature crossed heart. A simple heart on the top of my cheekbone with a line starting under the hearts' center and dragging out away from my face to the bottom of my cheek bone.
I screwed on the cap and put it away and brushed out my hair. I went to pick up the straightening iron and I burned my finger, I stifled a yelp && sucked on my finger. I reached into the draw to my left and pulled out a Band-Aid, I wrapped up my finger.
I went for the straightened again being sure not to burn myself again. I straightened my hair as quickly as I could because I knew I had wasted enough time. I never left my hair just flat. It was too boring for my personality, I was random and silly and all over the place so I always did something funky with it. Today I wasn't feeling too good, so I just sprayed my roots with the hairspray and pulled it out to make it kind of point out.
I did one last double check before heading downstairs. I got down there and put my bag at the foot of the stairs and walked into the kitchen and opened the door to the fridge, looking for an apple. My mom was sitting at the table reading a new book.
"New Anne Rice book already?" I asked mom, trying to make conversation.
"Yupp" she said blandly not turning from her book.
I mumbled in return and sat down to eat my apple. I glanced at the clock, it was only 7:24… I had about, 15 minutes until I had to leave. Eagerly, I finished my apple and decided to leave despite the time I had.
"what's the rush?" She asked looking away from her book.
"Uhm, nothing… I'm meeting Frankie on the corner, so… bye" I reached for the door.
"Hold on young lady" my mom said standing up.
"yeah mom?" I asked turning away from the door.
"Is there something going on between you and the frank boy? You were in your room an awfully long time last night"
"Well, I'm not sure. Maybe. I have to go… h-he'll get lost!" I turned for th door and before I just it on the way out I called back—"Don't forget mom! I'm going to band practice today!"
I stepped out side and It was dull and grey but in no danger of rain. I half walked, half ran to the corner to meet Frankie. Surprisingly enough, he was standing there… waiting. He smiled when I came into view and so did I.
I started running and I landed in a hug, he kissed me on the top of my head. When we fell out of the hug he looked into my eyes and smiled that crooked smile I adored.
-Adorable
-Romantic
-Spontaneous
Sister To Sleep, 007
Kayla's POV;;
We walked to school; arm-in-arm & nothing could stop me from staring. I knew that he was mine & I knew that he didn't have anyone else. But then again, we've known each other for two days and in those two days we were already official.
People did stare when we got into school. They noticed us right away, and it was almost exactly like my dream… but we didn't glow. But I didn't mind, it was perfect. Almost like we had planned it, or I had planned it-it was amazing.
We went throughout the day with people glowering and gawking at us in awe but I didn't mind. When we got to lunch, I started to get nervous. I didn't know what Nikki and Alicia or any of them would say. But I was most worried about Nikki's.
We walked, still proud into the lunchroom over to out designated table. I saw their faces explode with questions and their eyes widen with surprise. He whispered into my ear that he had to go to the bathroom and he kissed me on my cheek, smiled and walked away.
I turned around to face my friends when Nikki and Alicia attacked me. I was immediately toppled over with a surge of "Oh My God's!" and "When did it happend's?!!" But All I could do was smile & attempt shoving them off.
I stood up and wiped dirt off my jeans and told them to hold on. As soon as I got ready to explain, he was behind me… playing with my hair. I looked up and he smiled down, I blushed and looked back at my friends. Their faces we dazed and almost confused. I mouthed the word "I'll tell you later" to them as he sat down.
Lunch was so much fun and a lot less awkward then I thought. It went as it normally would but he had his arm around me the entire time. Now and again, it would get quiet and everyone would look at us funny for whatever reason. Weather it be I rested my head on his shoulder, he kissed me on the top of my head, or even on the lips for a quick jolt of smiles from everyone. They could see how happy I was and I think that made them Happier. I loved that period but I knew I would hate the next… gym
The bell rang and it had brought our conversation about the girls in our school to an abrupt stop. Realizing we would separate next period, Frankie pulled me aside and pulled me into a kiss. Our deepest yet; It lasted almost to the late bell. Our lips barley moved, but all I could do was close my eyes and breathe in his smell. That manly floral smell, I loved it more then I love my perfume.
I pulled away, I knew I had to run… I hated running.
"I have to go…" I said looking down.
"Don't leave me…" he said in a sweet, tender voice.
"I'll get in trouble if I'm late again. Then I'll get a letter home and not be able to see you…" I said, meaningfully into his golden eyes.
"okay, I guess." He said looking down.
I pushed my lips to his this one last time before I ran across campus. I gave him a hug and ran as fast as I could. I could run, I just hated it. It made me breathless, and tired… but I COULD run.
I got to gym and I was bombarded with questions and I answered them as best as I could.
"It started out as a clumsy accident. It was awkward at first, but after we got to his house he pulled me into a kiss. He smelled amazing. He looked amazing. He was amazing. I ran home. I was happy. I dreamed about him and about what would happen today. I woke up and dressed as best as I could." But I couldn't get into detail, I kept getting interrupted with a new question.
As soon as the bell rang I got excited wondering what Frankie would do to me today. He came running again, but instead of landing in a hug again, it was a kiss. Everyone let out a long needed "Awww" and smiled when we fell out. I loved the attention, I love the happiness, I loved every minute of it.
-Cute
-Flirtatious
-God like.
Sister To Sleep, 008
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| Kayla's POV
As we walked to math, I was happy to be alone with him again. I knew that we were in the last period of the day meaning band practice was right around the corner. I smiled up at him noticing his features with extra care.
-Defined cheeks
-Red hair on the sides black on top
-A slight hint of eyeliner
-00 gauges
I wondered if this was all real, I wondered if this was all a dream. I wondered if this was really mine, and no one else's. I wondered if for once… someone was jealous of ME. Unlikely, but possible; at this point, anything is possible.
We got to class just on time; I was dazed and I didn't pay a single it of attention. All I could focus on was him holding my hand under the desk. We'd exchange smiles every now and again but we couldn't talk much, we've already gotten in enough trouble from her. She doesn't seem to like many people, and the ones that she does… she favors. I hate her.
When I heard the bell ring I felt him squeeze my hand and that gave me a jolt of energy. I knew we would be heading to band practice now. I was too excited for words. I couldn't even think straight. He said that we needed to take the bus to down-town jersey to the eyeball records studio. I think he realized I was too excited to comprehend words so he reached into my pants pocket and pulled out my metro-card. He handed it to me in the way I had to insert it into the slot.
As we got onto the bus I was still thinking about where we were going so he just put the card in for me. I noticed him mouth "I'm sorry" to the bus driver because I just stood there for a little while trying to remember what I had to do. He pulled me to the back of the bus and onto his lap. The bus jolted forward and the pressurized doors let out a gasp and it woke me up.
I looked at him and I almost felt drunk of happiness and I kissed him. It went past our barrier but I don't think either of us minded. I stopped quickly in worry that he wasn't ready but he just smiled.
I shifted over to the seat next to him and relaxed in his arms. I beamed up at him. "How long does this usually take?" I asked eager.
"About 45 minutes" he smiled and I groaned. I couldn't wait much longer or else I would explode! I tried to relax and gather energy before practice so I could be hyper later so I tried to rest my head.
It seemed like I'd been sleeping for 30 seconds when Frank shook me away.
"we're here" he whispered softly into my ear. The energy and excitement was back, full force.
"We have to walk 4 blocks, you up for it?" I nodded my head fiercely, I was ready for anything.
The 4 blocks seemed like they had multiplied. It took longer then I'd hoped to get there but when we did I jumped and twitched like never before. I was always a kind of random, loud person around people I knew but around people I didn't know or just met I was extremely quiet and shy. As we trudged up the stairs music came to ear. I noticed one of the songs and started freaking out.
"this is it! This is my favorite song! Oh my god Frankie! I love you!" I kissed him quickly and ran up the stairs. I shoved through the 1st door and I walked in on a band that didn't look familiar. "Oops." I said && backed out. "Why didn't you stop me from doing that?!!" I asked furious.
"Haha, that was great… I'm sorry, I wanted to see your reaction." He jogged up the next few stairs and opened the door to their studio. I walked inside just as the song ended and they all looked over at me and smiled.
Sister To Sleep, 009
I remembered their faces for the back of the coffee shop that I saw them in. They were so tiny up on stage but in real life, they were all pretty damned tall. The guitarist took off his soundproof headphones and put down his instrument, as did the rest of them. They stepped out of the glass box and headed our way.
"Hi Kayla, I'm Gerard." The lead singer reached out to shake my hand and I shook back. "Frankie's told us much about you!" He smiled, one of his teeth were kind of crooked.
The rest of the band came up and I met Mikey, Gerard's younger brother, Ray the guitarist and Matt, the drummer. Then I met another drummer by the name of Bob, he was just chilling at the studio listening to the bands but they all seemed to be friends.
I noticed Gerard was wearing a Misfits shirt and that got me excited. "Oh my god!" I spluttered out. "I love your shirt!" I said exaggerating the love. Realizing I probably made a fool of myself, I laughed uneasily.
"Ha, thanks" he said looking at his shirt and pulling it out at the bottoms. "Mikey got it for me for my birthday." He smiled at his younger brother who, in turn smiled back.
Mikey was extremely skinny, but not bony. He had glasses with a white rim and a black frame. His hair was streaked blond and teased out in the back. His lips we plump but they were squished together. He also wore some eyeliner and you wouldn't know him and Gerard were brothers unless someone told you. But when they did, the resemblance was amazing. He was the bassist of the band and he didn't move around as much as anyone else did and I wondered why.
I smiled over at Mikey and rolled on my ankles anxiously. "I'm a big fan you guys, I've seen you once and I loved you straight away… I recorded some of your songs and that's the best I've got to a CD. I can't find it anywhere!" I said to break the awkward silence.
"Well." Gerard ran into the other room and came back with a CD in hand. "This is a copy of our 1st CD." He handed it to my and I stuffed it in my bag.
"Thanks." I smiled up at him. He looked to be about 5' 9". He wasn't skinny like his brother, he was basically just right. He had green eyes and shaggy, black, shoulder length hair. He wore a lot of makeup for a boy. His face was white and around his eyes was red. His nails had chipped black nail polish on them and they were cut to the quick. As I remembered the 1st day I met Frankie, the pictures in his bathroom. Gerard Way. I whispered into Frank's ear and asked him about it.
"Did he draw the pictures in your bathroom?"
"Yeah." He replied out loud, "Gerard is an artist; he used to work for the Cartoon Network." I blushed into my shirt, I felt stupid.
"Ha, she saw the pictures in your bathroom… didn't she?" He said laughing. "I told you to take those down!"
"No, I refuse!" He said teasingly, there was a great friendship between these two boys. I could tell because Gerard shoved him after he stuck is nose high in the air.
"I like them!" I chimed in. "I was just wondering because I remember them saying Gerard Way and it just clicked you know?"
"Ohh haha, well… I'm glad to here it." He smiled down at me. I was about 5' 2", 5' 3" so I had to crane my neck to see him.
"Hey, guys… maybe we should get back to practice to she can here us." Said Ray… the guitarist. He smiled down at me, "Not to be rude, but I'm so hyper right now… I might explode!"
He was very tan and had a very widespread nose. He had really, curly light brown hair that was down to his chin. His eyes were brown and he had very large hands.
"I agree!" stated Matt. He had short spiky hair and looked kind of boring. I didn't take notice to him because he didn't seem too happy to meet me… he didn't even pretend.
Everyone else mumbled and worked their way back to the studio. I took out my CD to try and recognize the song they were playing either from memory or from the lyrics on the inside of the CD packet. They began playing "This is the Best Day Ever." It was one of my favorites. I had gotten to record it so I already knew the words. I began to sing along.
"And we can run, from the backdrop of these gears and scalpels." I saw them start to smile. Frankie stood next to me and whispered along too. I looked over at him and smiled. He beamed back and we began laughing, I don't know what at, but whatever it was it made us happy. He grabbed my hand and squeezed it in his. He kissed me in the top of my head, smelling my hair.
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Sister To Sleep, 010
Kayla's POV;;
The rest of the band practice went amazingly! Pencey Prep is REALLY good. Frankie's the singer and the guitarist. He screams, a major turn-on. I thought to myself the entire time how could all that be mine? I wandered aimlessly into my own thoughts and dripped into a soundless sleep. The confusion of earlier must have tired me out.
I woke up in my room and started to recall my dream. I had fallen, and this boy came and took care of me and he cleaned me up and helped me too school. We had all the same classes and my friends when crazy. We started going out because of my clumsiness. He took me to band practice and I met MCR. It was the greatest dream I'd ever had. He was really good looking too.
I yawned and stood up, stretching my arms above my head. I walked over the dirty clothes on my floor to my dresser. I pulled out a misfits shirt and a pair of skinny-leg black jeans and slipped them on. While shuffling through my closet for my vans, I found a pin, an MCR pin and wondered where it had come from. I shrugged off the idea that my dream could have been real and went to the bathroom.
I pulled out my striped makeup bag and was looking for my liquid eyeliner, it was already out on the counter. I didn't remember a thing from the day before. Maybe I slept through it. Who knows but I defiantly don't remember taking out my eyeliner.
Either way I reached for it and began to put it on. Nothing special, but 3 dots angling down following the line my upper lid made getting smaller while progressing downward. I could never just have regular eyeliner on. It's just not me.
I looked at the clock and realized I had to get going. So I grabbed my bag and ran to the door forgetting my metro card. I had to run back, I hated running but I could run really fast I just never liked it. It was raining and I didn't want to walk to school. I ran back to the stop just as it came into sight, I saw the bus pulling away. I let out bursts of vulgarity and ran to the to closest bus stop and beat the bus there. Breathless, I pushed my card into the slot to see that it had expired. I groaned and got off the bus I started my walk to school.
I got there and had a boring day and people were looking at me curiously, rather then mockingly for once. I guess they were wondering why my eyeliner was messed up or why my hair was blown away from my face or why my pants were dripping wet. I ignored them to the best of my ability.
The bell rang for lunch and I trudged off to meet my friends at my table. I plopped down in my seat and let my head drop into my hands. I groaned and slipped my head to the desk and tried to sleep. Nikki was right at my side.
"Are you okay Kayla? Where's Frankie?" she wondered out load.
"Mhmm" I murmured lowly it took a few seconds for it to click in. Where's Frankie. My head shot up and looked I looked around, clueless. "Did you just ask about Frankie?"
"Yeah, your boyfriend… Frankie." She said sarcastically elongating the word boyfriend.
I felt a hand on my shoulder and I looked up. There he was. Yesterday wasn't a dream, it was all real! I saw the face of an angel leaning over me. He gave me a hug and sat down next to me.
"I'm so sorry I'm late, I woke up and started freaking out."
I gawked at him still confused. "S-so, yesterday wasn't a dream?" I asked making explaining gestures with my fingers.
He chuckled "No, silly. You fell asleep at practice and I carried took you home. You were out like a light."
"Oh," I said low and more aware of what was going on. I leaned my head on his shoulder. "I had a terrible morning. I missed the bus and had to run to catch it and I didn't have any money left on my metro card and I had to walk in the rain" I stopped myself, because I was rambling and drifting off. "I have a headache and my stomach hurts" I mumbled before everything went black.
Sister To Sleep, 011
When I woke up there was a blinding white light. I looked around, my vision still blurred I saw curtains, and chairs, and mirrors, and people. People dressed in blue and white. I blinked sleep from my eyes and rubbed them to help me see better. I looked down and there was an IV in my arm and I noticed a tube wrapped around my ears that blew air into my nose.
I whimpered at the sight of my surroundings and began to panic, wondering what happened. I looked around as if screaming for help but someone removed my vocal chords. I continued my silent plea for salvation until who I was guessing was my doctor came rushing to my side. All I could hear was the frequently increasing beeping of my heart rate monitor.
I could barley spit out a whisper but I did my best. "Where am I, what happened?"
He looked over, starteled to see me awake and said "you're in a hospital, you've been here for 5 weeks and you're very sick. I'm doctor Simmons and your nurse is Nurse Cutz." I looked over to find a blonde woman waving enthusiastically at me.
Still confused I continued with the questions. "Why am I here, what did I do." After a while I realized I couldn't remember anything. All I could think about was the last person I saw before I woke up. I quietly, in the faintest voice whispered "…Who am I." Tears streamed down my face.
"Who was that boy that I last saw? Where was I, who was there?" I started panicking again. "Why can't I remember anything, why can't I think about people. WHY DON'T I REMEMBER ANYTHING?!" I started hysterical crying.
He tried to calm me down but it didn't quite work.
"The patient is going into hyperventilation's!" he called out. The patient. It echoed through my head as if I was a thing rather then a person. No name, no individuality, I hated it. I saw 3 doctors running to m but by then everything went black again.
The next time I woke up I wasn't in the same room. I was in what looked to be a bedroom. A Misfits' poster on the wall and it was very dark and gruesome. I was draw to it. I blinked a few times and rolled over to find the boy I last saw sitting on the floor, crying.
I tried to sit up, but I failed. I think he heard me ruffle so he looked up and dried his tears. He stood up and came over to me, sitting on the side of my bed he whispered. "I missed you." He frowned and looked away. I was trying really hard to remember his name but I couldn't.
He was still looking down. "Do you remember me?"
"No, but you were the last person I saw." I whispered.
He laughed a heartless laugh and began to explain. "I'm Frankie, I'm your boyfriend and I hated aver second of these 7 weeks I haven't been able to see your eyes or to hold your hand. I hated it and now you don't even remember me."
I said I was sorry, as if it was my fault.
"You lied to me…" he said looking at me. "You said your dad was never home because he worked. But he's never home because he doesn't live with you. He has recently been sneaking around the neighborhood, and he's been hurting you every time he gets the chance to. That's why you've been out for so long. He caused severe brain damage."
After I heard the words "You lied to me" I started to cry. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for everything. I'm sorry for forgetting you, I'm sorry for making you wait, I'm sorry I lied, I'm so…" he cut me off with a finger to my lips. It made me dizzy. He looked into my eyes his a buttery color and simply replyed with two sweet words.
"Don't be" his lips fell on mine and a flash of memories bombarded my head. When we met, when we 1st kissed, when we saw My Chemical Romance, when me and Nikki were fighting. Everything. It was all there. I pulled away jammed with energy, I was breathless.
"I remember everything." I said smiling and looking up. "I don't know why or how I forgot but I remember you and Nikki and everyone. I remember it."
I went back into the kiss.
Sister To Sleep, 012
It was everlasting. His lips against mine, burning me up inside. I felt invincible every time I kissed him. A Smile spread across my face during the kiss but I didn't want him to stop. I grabbed his shoulders pulling him closer to me. His arms were around my back, squeezing my skin under my shirt. I ran my fingers through his hair and I moved down his face, towards his neck. I whispered in his ear "I love You" so faintly I could barley here myself.
My heart rate increased with every movement we made. With every kiss we had, with every memory we made.
I pulled away because I wasn't sure if I was ready to go so far, I looked up at him. He was smiling down with his golden eyes burning into mine. I leaned onto his chest to hear him breathe, to here his heartbeat, to hear him inhaling, exhaling. It sounded sweet, like his own little orchestra in his lungs. With every breath he took I had to remind myself to breathe.
His arms were wrapped around me so tightly that breathing was hard enough. I looked up at his angelic face but he didn't look down.
His eyes were closed and he was breathing through his nose, very deeply. Almost as If I had a significant scent that appealed to him as much as his did to me. I didn't say anything, just admired him. I didn't want this moment to end ever. It was too perfect for words.
I couldn't Imagine my life without this boy, everything about him was utterly amazing. He was too good for me. Too talented, too pretty, too amazing, too nice, too perfect for simple little me. But there must be more to me then I thought. I couldn't look at him, I felt my eyes tearing up-realizing how much I missed when I was not fully here. Not mentally here. I couldn't help but think I was taking away from him.
I felt his lips touch the top of my head; he bent his head in an awkward way just to press his cheek to mine. I inhaled the sweet, floral scent that made me light headed.
After much delay he replied "I love you too." It took me a while to realize what he meant saying "too" but then I remember I said 'I love you' first.
I went in for the move and kissed him on the cheek, he turned to me and kissed me on the lips so deeply I had to pull away because I was breathless.
"I'm Sorry" he said sitting up against the wall of my bed. "I've missed you so much." He breathed into my ear. "Promise you're never leave me again."
"I Promise" I crawled over to him and sat in front if him. I leaned in to kiss him, I finally realized that after all I've been through that I deserve this and that I need this. As our lips flirted with each other I moved in closer and closer.
His hands were on my hips and mine on his chest. I sat on his lap, facing him and interlocked our hands. "I never want to lose you, Frankie" I whispered, my mouth right next to his. I moved over to his ear "ever" I completed and the bit his ear ever so lightly but it still made him jump.
"Do you have any Idea how much you mean to me."
I realized that I must make him feel like I do when he talks to me because while he breathed in half notes, he exhales eighth notes as if scared, or he just finished crying.
"No, But I know how much You mean to me."
-Consequentially emotional.
-Malignant
Ok and they haven't finished writing it yet, but i hope they will sooooon!!!!
i hope you liked it.
it's way better than my story lol!
