You Leave Me Breathless

Trinity

Three days later, and it was my birthday. The 10th of September. I was finally 22! Funny thing is, today’s Mikey’s birthday too. Peyton had given me a gorgeous set of crystal drop earrings and a matching necklace. Connor had given me and Peyton the night off to celebrate, so we had decided to go round Frank and Mikey’s. I mean, it’s his 27th birthday, so hopefully he’ll like the present I brought him too. If only Peyton would hurry the fuck up.

“Come on! We’ll be late!” I whined

“Who made you Mikey’s bitch?” Peyton snickered, applying some lipgloss as she walked towards me

“I am not Mikey’s bitch,” I growled

“Says the girl whining for me to hurry up to see him,” Peyton smirked

I frowned, making Peyton cackle. Since when did she get so much enjoyment from my pain? She’s turning into me!

“Just shut up and get in the car,” I snapped

“Anything you say, Mrs Way,” Peyton sang mockingly

I whirled round and grabbed her throat, pinning her to the wall. Peyton looked frightened for a second at the fire in my eyes, before grinning.

“Did I say something?” she asked innocently

“Call me that again and I’ll carve your ovaries out with a spork,” I snarled

“Touchy subject?” Peyton smirked, raising an eyebrow

I scowled and dropped my hand, storming out of the apartment with Mikey’s present in hand. I ignored Peyton’s running footsteps and got into our car, slamming the door shut and starting the ignition. Just as she got in, I revved the engine, speeding off before she’d even closed the door.

“Are you trying to kill me?” she yelped

“Depends...would it shut you up?” I retorted

“Fuck, you’re a moody ass today, aren’t you?” Peyton snickered, flicking her dark hair out of her blue eyes

“I am nobody’s bitch,” I said angrily, speeding up

Peyton stayed silent after that. I think she was scared I’d purposely crash the car. It didn’t take long to get to Mikey’s apartment, seeing as I wasn’t following the speed limits at all, and I got out the car, picking up Mikey’s present, before slamming the door.

“It’s your birthday! You’re meant to be happy! Come on, you’re not going to stay mad at me for the rest of the day, are you?” Peyton pouted, latching onto my arm as she got out too

“I can fucking well try,” I spat, wrenching my arm out of her grip

Maybe that was a bit harsh. But right now she’d pissed me off so much I really didn’t care. I locked the car, before walking up to Mikey’s apartment. Frank answered the door, a bag of skittles in hand like always.

“Hey, Happy birthday! You’re on time for once!” he said cheerfully, shoving a few of the coloured candies into his mouth

“Don’t push it,” I muttered

As I walked past him, Frank turned to Peyton, a confused look on his face. Peyton just shook his head, warning him to drop the subject as she took a handful of the candy.

“Mikey’s in the kitchen!” Frank called, trying to help

Without turning around, I gave him a thumbs up, trying to show my gratitude. I took a deep breath before walking into the kitchen, unable to stop myself from smiling when I saw Mikey. Well, he was bent over looking into the fridge. I swear, for an insanely skinny guy, he sure does have a nice ass. After a couple more seconds of staring, I cleared my throat, and Mikey stood up.

“Happy birthday,” I said softly

“Happy birthday to you too,” he grinned, walking towards me

I giggled as Mikey kissed me, bending me backwards like they did in the old movies. He let me stand up properly after a little while, and I just knew my cheeks were flushed.

“I got something for you. It’s not much, but I hope you like it,” I announced, holding out the rectangular present

Mikey grinned again and took the present, ripping off the paper. Then his jaw dropped.

“I-It’s the Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness Vinyl! The only Smashing Pumpkins one I haven’t got! Where did you find it?” Mikey gasped, staring at it in awe

“I’ve got my sources,” I said mysteriously, “so do you like it?”

“Are you kidding me? I love it! You’re the best girlfriend ever!” Mikey said excitedly, picking me up and spinning me round

I laughed loudly, his enthusiasm contagious. He pecked my lips again after setting me down, before linking our hands together.

“Now here’s your present,” Mikey smiled, handing me a medium-sized gift-bag

I bit my bottom lip as I opened it, before squealing slightly. He’d bought me a red silk clutch bag with a knuckle duster shaped clasp. It was so me.

“I love it, thank you,” I said honestly, pressing a slow kiss to his lips

Mikey pulled me against his body tightly with his arms round my waist, so I placed my arms round his neck as our lips moved in a fluent motion. I brushed my tongue across his bottom lip, rising on my tiptoes to deepen the kiss as he parted his lips.

Then someone coughed from the doorway, so I pulled away, turning my head. Gerard stood in the doorway, an amused look on his face.

“Care to join us?” he grinned

“Sure,” I sighed dramatically, unwinding myself from Mikey

Mikey chuckled, taking my hand in his as I followed Gerard. Ruin our fun.

*

“Where are we going?” I whined, not liking the blindfold Mikey had put around my eyes

We’d spent the afternoon at Frank and Mikey’s apartment, but now we were sitting in a car. Well, two separate cars. Frank, Bob, Christa and Ray were in the other car, whereas I was with Peyton, Mikey, Lindsey and Gerard. I honestly had no idea what was going on. All I know is that Lindsey and Peyton had planned this behind my back, because Peyton had brought an outfit of mine with us. So I was wearing a strapless black corset dress with a lace-trimmed bottom, red sequined heels, the bag Mikey had bought me, red lipstick and a black necklace.

I guessed it was somewhere a bit punk/grunge because Peyton was dressed in a leather corset with thick straps, a purple silk skirt, black studded heels and a silver necklace. Hmm.

“It’s a surprise! How many times do we have to say!” he teased, kissing my cheek

“Am I the only one blindfolded?” I pouted, leaning back into the car seat

“Yup,” Peyton said cheerfully from my left

“Wonderful,” I grumbled

“Hey, lighten up, it’s yours and Mikey’s birthdays. You’ll enjoy it, I promise,” Lindsey said from somewhere in front of me

“We’re about 5 minutes away, if that helps,” Gerard announced

I assumed he was driving.

“It’s nothing embarrassing, is it?” I asked Mikey softly

“No, I swear it,” Mikey whispered back

I giggled as he pushed my hair out the way of my ear, and started nipping and sucking the earlobe.

“Hey, stop that, I’m sitting right next to her,” Peyton ordered

“Since when has that made a difference,” I snickered

Peyton fell silent for a second.

“Yeah, you’ve got a point,” she grinned

“Ewww, I don’t even want to know,” Lindsey said with a slight disgusted tone

I wish I could see the reaction on her face.

“Okay, we’re here!” Gerard said excitedly, pulling the car to a stop

“Can I take the blindfold off now?” I asked randomly, hoping someone would answer

“Nope,” Mikey grinned

I squeaked as someone pulled me bridal style out the car and started walking with me. I put my hands on their face, glad to feel Mikey’s glasses.

“Uh, I kinda need to see, babe,” Mikey snickered

“My bad,” I laughed, relaxing back into his chest

After a few more minutes and hushed whispers, Mikey set me down on my feet. I heard someone making ‘ssh’ing noises, until they all went silent.

“I’m gonna take your blindfold off now,” Mikey murmured in my ear

I just smiled, letting him undo the cloth from around my eyes. When my eyes focused, I saw that I was standing at the end of a corridor, and at the other end was a stage, with loads and loads of people in the audience.

“What?” I whispered

“We’re playing a surprise local show in honour of yours and Mikey’s birthdays,” Gerard grinned

My jaw dropped and I spun on my heels, turning to face Mikey.

“Happy birthday Trinity,” he said warmly

I just squealed and pressed my lips to his quickly, pulling away when a voice boomed.

“Who’s ready for My Chemical Romance?”

The crowd erupted in screams, cheers and hollers. Gerard just grinned, nodding to the rest of the band. Lindsey took mine and Peyton’s hands, following behind the boys, the three of us stopping just at the side of the stage.

“Which song are they opening with?” Peyton asked as the lights went down

“I’m not okay,” Lindsey grinned

Then the lights burst on, and the guys started playing. I was in awe. They were incredible on CD, but live...they were mind-blowing. Gerard winked at me, before grabbing the microphone.

“Well if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say.
I never want to let you down or have you go, it's better off this way.
For all the dirty looks, the photographs your boyfriend took,
Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?

I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out...”

[20 minutes later]

“Now, you all know that it’s Mikey’s birthday, right?” Gerard asked the crowd

I laughed at the various shouts of ‘yeah!’ and ‘happy birthday Mikey!’.

“Well, I bet you didn’t know that it’s his girlfriend’s birthday too!” Gerard grinned

I froze as Peyton and Lindsey laughed. I stepped backwards, but they held onto my arms. Bitches. They’d planned this. Again the crowd shouted ‘happy birthday!’

“Franklin, do you think you could go get Miss Trinity Hayes?” Gerard smirked

“Let me go or I’ll make sure you’ll never have kids,” I growled as Frank walked off stage towards me

“No can do, sis,” Peyton giggled, handing me over to Frank and taking my clutch bag

Frank pecked her lips, before taking my hand firmly as he walked back on stage. I tried to keep a smile on my face, narrowing my eyes slightly as Frank dropped me off at Mikey. He just laughed, kissing the top of my head. Surprisingly, we got a few ‘awws’.

“Now, Trinity, we would like to play a song for you. What’ll it be, boys?” Gerard grinned

“I vote Teenagers. She scares the living shit out of me,” Bob spoke teasingly into his microphone

I flipped him off, earning laughter.

“Sounds good to me,” Ray grinned, bouncing on his heels

“Well Miss Trinity, just stand by ol’ man Mikes, and we’ll play you a song,” Frank said in a fake-southern accent

I looked up at Mikey, who just winked at me. I blushed slightly, but let a smile creep onto my lips as Bob counted them in.

“They're gonna clean up your looks
With all the lies in the books
To make a citizen out of you
Because they sleep with a gun
And keep an eye on you, son
So they can watch all the things you do...”

*

[Peyton]

I smiled as Trinity held my hand, the two of us being helped over the barrier to stand in the crowd. It was Trinity’s idea. She wanted to view the gig from the audience’s point of view.

“Okay, seeing as Trinity and her sister have abandoned us for the pit, we’re gonna have to amp it up a bit,” Frank sighed dramatically

Trinity and I cheered and screamed along with the crowd. It was an amazing feeling to see Trinity actually enjoying herself. Like, properly enjoying herself. I hadn’t seen her this way in years. Her eyes were sparkling, her smile was wide and genuine, and her laugh was free and loud. Maybe I had been a bit harsh about calling her Mikey’s bitch. He clearly has an incredible effect on her.

“What do you think, guys?” Gerard asked into his microphone, “Want us to amp it up a bit?”

The crowd screamed their agreement. Trinity and I just laughed, cheering. I watched happily as Trinity’s face practically glowed when Mikey winked at her. Dayum, I never thought I’d see the day when Trinity turned like this.

“Here’s one of our personal favourites. Helena,” Gerard announced

“Long ago
Just like the hearse, you die to get in again
We are so far from you

Burning on
Just like a match you strike to incinerate
The lives of everyone you know...”

[30 minutes later]

“Alright, I’m afraid to say this is our last song,” Ray said dramatically into his microphone

We booed along with the crowd, earning laughter from Frank and Mikey.

“Thank you all for coming out tonight to celebrate Mikey’s and Trinity’s birthdays!” Bob whooped, doing a quick cymbal run after

“We’ve been My Chemical Romance, and this is You know what they do to guys like us in prison!” Gerard said loudly

The crowd screamed as he said this. To be honest, I knew why. We’ve all seen the kiss Frank and Gerard shared during Projeckt Revolution on YouTube. I’ll admit, it was hot.

“In the middle of a gun fight...
In the center of a restaurant...
They say, "Come with your arms raised high!"
Well, they're never gonna get me,
Like a bullet through a flock of doves...
To wage this war against your faith in me,
Your life...will never be the same.
On your mother's eyes, say a prayer...say a prayer!”

*

[Trinity]

The security guys pulled Peyton and I back over the barriers, helping us get backstage again. I laughed as Peyton ran excitedly towards Frank, jumping on his back. Everyone laughed as he ran down the corridor with her, allowing Mikey to come up behind me.

“So did you like your surprise?” he asked sweetly

“I loved it. You could’ve warned me I’d have to go out on stage in front of hundreds of teens though,” I pouted

“Oh baby, you’re not mad at me, are you?” Mikey frowned, wiping the sweat off his face with a towel

“I guess not,” I sighed dramatically, leaning up and pecking his lips

“Good...coz I’d have to hurt you if you didn’t like it,” Mikey grinned, taking my hand in his as we started following everyone else

“Oh yeaah? And what could a skinny little stick like you possibly do?” I taunted, rolling my eyes

“Well...um...yeah, you got me,” Mikey chuckled, nudging my hip with his

“I know. Guess I’ll have to wear the pants in this relationship,” I grinned

“Hey! I’m manly!” Mikey frowned

I snickered, tapping Ray on the back. He turned round, confused.

“Yuh?” he asked

“Who wears the pants?” I asked simply, gesturing to me and Mikey

“You, duh,” Ray scoffed, rolling his eyes and turning back round

Mikey pouted as I did my victory dance, including thrusts, air punches and shimmies.

“Aww is the little boy upset?” I teased

“You all think I’m girly,” Mikey frowned

“Yup. Whatcha gonna do bout it?” I asked in a gangsta voice

“I’m gonna have to deny you sex,” Mikey sighed

I froze, glaring at him, dropping my hold on his hand.

“You wouldn’t dare,” I said coldly

“Chillax babe, as if I could do that to you,” Mikey chuckled, taking my hand again

“Damn right,” I said haughtily

Mikey frowned worriedly at my attitude. As if he would even threaten to deny me sex! Anyone that knows me, knows that even the thought of the idea means suicide! I scowled, quickening my pace, Mikey having to speed up too.

A few metres ahead, Gerard and Lindsey opened the door leading us to outside.

“Trin?” Mikey asked softly

“Yuh?” I drawled lazily, raising an eyebrow as we left the building

“You’re not mad at me are you?” he asked softly again, this time stopping me

I looked up into his hazel eyes. Damn, I’m a sucker for anything with a hint of green in them.

“Nahh. I might have to punish you later though,” I smirked

Mikey gulped visibly, before walking to Gerard’s car, towing me along. Hah, that boy doesn’t know what’s coming.