Athena Eris Parun x played by LaylaPetrovana x
Chloe Mills x played by Bongs Before Bibles x
Chloe Mills x played by Bongs Before Bibles x
August 5th, 2015 at 10:34pm
This past year had been trying; more trying than she’d of thought for her twenty-one years of life. You see, Athena had always been the woman with the plan. Go to college, get her degree in history, get a job at a museum surrounded by little bits of the past that she had adored so growing up. Daddy’s little angel was going to be a curator and follow in his footsteps. Make her father proud, join the family business and all that jazz. Maybe settle down with a clean-cut guy. Do the whole 2.5 kid thing. But all that had been thrown off her senior year when she moved to Jersey with her mother after a nasty divorce. Her hippie mother who had never grown up. She thought she was fucked. And then she started at Belleville High; and it was easy enough to put on her plastic smiles and fall into stride with the other populars.
That is until she met Gerard, the social outcast who with his “couldn’t give a fuck” attitude slowly stole her heart. By the middle of the year the two were inseparable and ‘Thea fell into his world, and his crowd. They weren’t nearly as bad as the rumors that were spread, in fact he was more honest and painfully real that it was a breath of fresh air. With him the divorce never seemed to bother her, nor her father’s secret family; the reason of her parents splitting. No matter what she was going through he was always there; that tantalizing and ever-so accessible escape from her problems. She fully and wholeheartedly threw herself into loving him; and deciding to follow her own heart she turned down going to University of California, instead going to the local community college with Gerard. It was hard, but with two part-timers they managed to afford a pretty shitty apartment, and a couple roommates. A couple of Gerard’s older friends, Ray Toro and Bob Bryar. And things were great, Athena had fallen so deep into the rabbit hole that became her life; she never wanted to leave. She was Alice, and he her Mad Hatter.
It was into the second week of school that Athena found out she was pregnant. Gerard had taken it all in stride, swearing to stay by her and raise their little family. Together they laughed off people who told them they were too young and stupid to have any idea what they were doing. Athena managed to get through school with her head held high and look forward to the slowly growing bump inside her stomach. It was hard to believe she was going to be a mother; and while it was ideal she figured that there was no one she’d rather have kids with than Gerard. Maybe it was the stress of school, or the stress of their jobs and the subtle snipping they’d make towards each other by winter rolled around, but with the gelid winds came the event that had truly and utterly broken Athena. She miscarried. She’d been asleep, curled with Gerard unsure of where she started and he ended when the pain in her belly started. Terrified, she pulled back the covers and flicked the lights on to find puddle of blood staining the sheets.
Gerard had been woken by her panicked cry, and he only needed to take one look at her before he called a paramedic. White faced and wild-eyed he stayed as they took her into the ambulance, trying to hold her hand during the ride. And then it was over. That life that had been so healthy and quickly growing within her only weeks before was gone. The nurse had informed her it would of been a girl. And that ten percent of pregnancies resulted in miscarriage. And then things had gone to shit. Athena had truly and wholly fallen apart; and not even Gerard could fish her out of the sea of despair that had set upon her. She quietly withdrew from school for that year; knowing that when she started again- she’d be starting with Frankie and Mikey. The Way family was incredibly supportive, though she and Gerard both knew that a piece of her had died with that baby.
The rest of the year she worked full time, stashing money and saving up for god knows what; just an emergency stash she supposed. She and Gerard grew distant; she far more moody and he just… Wasn’t there. He’d often lock himself in their room and furiously scribble over his art pads, and when he talked to her just that January chill they’d lost the baby in seemed to forever remain in his voice. And then the next shitstorm they had to deal with was Bob and Ray both moving out only months apart. When Gerard had finally managed to squeeze an answer out of Bob the blond had mumbled that neither he nor Ray wanted to live in a house where there was near constant fighting. Lucky for them Athena had saved up, and Ray and Bob left their next two month’s worth of rent with them. And Athena thought that was where Gerard finally snapped. The day the two moved out Gerard strolled out the door and hadn’t come home until about three in the morning reeking of booze and weed. That was a screaming match to remember.
And finally came the next semester of college, and Athena had signed herself up again. Frank had agreed to room with them, and she knew he was a little heartbroken over his newly lost relationship. She vaguely recalled the girl, just knew she was a pretty face and a kind soul who was moving on to bigger and better things. Like she should have. That gave way for resentment to grow between them. It was like neither tried, but neither could seem to let the other go no matter how toxic things had gotten between them. And then when Frank moved in, it was like party fucking central. More nights than not that baby-faced sweet Frank and Gerard would get boozed up, or high and do god knows what before staggering home whenever they pleased. And today was the last straw. So after her mid-morning class Athena had jogged home knowing Gerard’s latest class wasn’t until one. She took the steps two at a time and threw the door open to the apartment; slamming it shut behind her.
She knew where he was, holed up in their room furiously scribbling away on some dark piece of work that she didn’t want to know. Without ado she let herself in, dropping her bags with a reverberating Thunk!” and causing Gerard’s hand to jump over the sketch he was working on. ”We need to talk. Now.” Athena growled, too tired to try to even act nice. Last night he and Frank and once again woken her up; making her nearly fall asleep in her psychology class. Apparently deciding that she wasn’t important enough his gaze flickered back to the notepad, the pencil scratching against the paper. That boiled her blood. Frank wasn’t home, nor would he be for a few hours which emboldened Athena to march forward snatching his notepad from him. ”First of all, can you maybe fucking answer me when I’m talking? And secondly no more. No more coming home any later than eleven, and no getting buzzed on school days. some of us actually wanna pass so we can-” Her voice dropped off abruptly as she lurched away from Gerard, frantically trying to get his drawing back. If he was saying something it was muted, because Athena’s gaze fell upon his drawing for the first time in months.
It was clearly him and her; and a little girl on his shoulders. Trees hung overhead while they tread on a sidewalk, and what she thought would be houses when he finished. She could feel the emotion through it; and normally it’d be impressive if it hadn’t been a drawing of that. She stilled long enough for him to snatch it back out of her hands, but the damage was already done. Athena had seen and a soft noise like a gasp and a sob was drawn from her. Around her the blackened walls, his idea, seemed to press down on her from all sides; and all too familiar was the pain of her heart shredding to bits. ”What the fuck was that? She asked, her voice soft and trembly; indicating just how upset she truly was. Feeling her stomach twist in knots the dark-haired beauty was worried she was going to throw up; though after a few moments wrestled that down. There was a sort of unspoken rule of the house and it was simple; don’t acknowledge the miscarriage. No matter what.
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Frank Iero | The Rebel
This college experience so far had been a trip, and not an entirely good one. Yes he was relieved to be out of the house; more for gaining independence than being away from his mom. Usually on Sunday he’d catch a bus over and have dinner with his folks and catch up. Other than that College wasn’t too terribly different from high school. Of course except for the fact that he no longer had Chloe, his high school sweetheart. They had come to the realization that her going away and him staying here simply wouldn’t work. Frank didn’t want to hold her back; and she wanted him to focus on schoolwork. Like that would happen. It had been almost poetic how they’d spent the summer together, and when that crisp autumn breeze snuck into the air; he kissed her his last goodbye.
There had been nights he spent up, agonizing over the question on if she had found someone; or if she missed him as much as Frankie missed Chloe. But he had other things to occupy his mind to try to chase her phantom away from him. That was namely Gerard. No, no they weren’t fucking or anything like that- Gerard actually had a girlfriend and deep down, beneath the mountains and heaps of shit they gave each other, Gerard loved her. Frankie knew he did. But Frankie had moved in with them, working his ass off to do school and pay rent. And other… recreational activities. During high school he’d been known to swipe the occasional booze or light up the once in a blue moon joint. Anyway, with trying to balance school, the adult world, and missing Chloe the way a fish would miss water; it all felt a little overwhelming.
So he and Gerard usually spent their nights walking around, finding places to get high, or just drinking. Frank kept up decently well in school. He had met the requirement for passing the courses so far, and two months in was right on target. That was because he refused to go home until his school work was completed; and that's why the out of place looking boy; with the scent of cigarettes clinging every so lightly to him was hunched over his algebra book wishing death- well further death, on the founders of mathematics. "Just wait until geometry." Athena had warned, her eyes literally depraved of hope at the thought. That's just what math did- crushed people's souls. Anyway, back to him Frankie was wrapping up studying and preparing to head home for the night. He had gathered his things as per normal and was heading out the door, glancing down at his iPod and trying to pick a song; when he literally ran into someone.
Frank was never a big boy, probably like a hundred pounds and about 5'6. So just lightly knocking into someone sent him, and in this case both of them, tumbling to the ground. "Fuck!" Frank hissed as his iPod bounced off the floors, tearing itself from his headphone jack. Scrambling forward to try to pick it up Frankie was about to whirl around; tear into whoever for not watching where they were going ironic little shit he was when her voice stopped him dead in his tracks. Shit. It had been the voice Frankie had dreamt about nearly every night; the voice that whispered to him while floating about in a seas of THC. Chloe.
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