Status: Vroom Vroom . Getting it started
For the Love of God
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"Sure Frank, what the hell?" Gerard said, snatching the book from Frank's hands. Frank let out a small gasp-like sound, and Gerard just laughed.
"Hmmm, blah blah Jesus blah blah thou blah blah. How the fuck you read this? It's like in another fucking language," Gerard whined, shoving the bible back in Frank's hands, and wiping his hands on his dark jeans, as if there was something gross covering the book. Frank just rolled his eyes at Gerard and his un-wanted immaturity.
"It's not in another language smart one. It was origanally written in another language, but then translated to english. Duh," Frank said in a-matter-of-factly voice.
"Sorry Frank, I didn't fucking know that," Gerard hissed.
"Aye guys, you were just getting along a second ago. Act like men and not children!" Mikey scolded, scowling mainly at Gerard, whi just flipped him the bird. Frank shook his head, and stared at his closed bible.
"Whatever Mikey. Well Imma leave Frank to his lovefest with his little, book thing here. Don't wanna get between him and God now do I?" He smirked, jumping out of the chair and pushing it in, making the legs of the chair screech and scratch against the floor.
"Dickwad," Mikey muttered under his breath. Frank and this christianity this wasn't the only thing that was starting to piss Mikey off. It was Gerard and his bitchy way of acting about all this. Mikey just wants to walk over and give his older brother a good swift kick in the balls, and make him realize how idiotic and immature he is being.
"Excuse you. I'm the dickwad, ok. Fuck you Mikey," Gerard spat.
"Sorry Gerard, but no. Thats incest, my dear brother," Mikey said, a smirk planted on his face.
"Mikey, you know you'd like it anyways. So why don't you just shut the fuck up," Gerard spat back. Mikey kept the smirk firmly planted on his lips. That smirk was eating away at Gerard. He didn't like how Mikey was sitting there all cocky, like he was even winning this argument. Or winning anything for that matter.
"Ok, we are on the road again, and therefore, we can't send any one of you outside to take a breath or get fresh air or any of that good shit. So if you guys would please sit down and shut the fuck up, everything will be just fine," Bob yelled, shoving his bright red headphones into his ears, and blasting his music. Everyone else on the bus could hear the beat of the bass, and soon the voice of whoever was singing.
"How the fuck can this guy sit here and tell us to shut up when he is just going to put in his headphones anyways? Makes no goddamn sense!" Gerard whined, flipping off Bob, who didn't even realize it, because he was too focused on the song he was tuned into at the moment.
"Hmmm, blah blah Jesus blah blah thou blah blah. How the fuck you read this? It's like in another fucking language," Gerard whined, shoving the bible back in Frank's hands, and wiping his hands on his dark jeans, as if there was something gross covering the book. Frank just rolled his eyes at Gerard and his un-wanted immaturity.
"It's not in another language smart one. It was origanally written in another language, but then translated to english. Duh," Frank said in a-matter-of-factly voice.
"Sorry Frank, I didn't fucking know that," Gerard hissed.
"Aye guys, you were just getting along a second ago. Act like men and not children!" Mikey scolded, scowling mainly at Gerard, whi just flipped him the bird. Frank shook his head, and stared at his closed bible.
"Whatever Mikey. Well Imma leave Frank to his lovefest with his little, book thing here. Don't wanna get between him and God now do I?" He smirked, jumping out of the chair and pushing it in, making the legs of the chair screech and scratch against the floor.
"Dickwad," Mikey muttered under his breath. Frank and this christianity this wasn't the only thing that was starting to piss Mikey off. It was Gerard and his bitchy way of acting about all this. Mikey just wants to walk over and give his older brother a good swift kick in the balls, and make him realize how idiotic and immature he is being.
"Excuse you. I'm the dickwad, ok. Fuck you Mikey," Gerard spat.
"Sorry Gerard, but no. Thats incest, my dear brother," Mikey said, a smirk planted on his face.
"Mikey, you know you'd like it anyways. So why don't you just shut the fuck up," Gerard spat back. Mikey kept the smirk firmly planted on his lips. That smirk was eating away at Gerard. He didn't like how Mikey was sitting there all cocky, like he was even winning this argument. Or winning anything for that matter.
"Ok, we are on the road again, and therefore, we can't send any one of you outside to take a breath or get fresh air or any of that good shit. So if you guys would please sit down and shut the fuck up, everything will be just fine," Bob yelled, shoving his bright red headphones into his ears, and blasting his music. Everyone else on the bus could hear the beat of the bass, and soon the voice of whoever was singing.
"How the fuck can this guy sit here and tell us to shut up when he is just going to put in his headphones anyways? Makes no goddamn sense!" Gerard whined, flipping off Bob, who didn't even realize it, because he was too focused on the song he was tuned into at the moment.
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wee bit shorter ? yeah .supposed to go to my friends beach house this weekend but I'm not too sure yet D:
I got a new story going and I think you shouldcheck it out :D It has Andy Sixx in it and if you go on my stories page, and click on Nightmare, you should read it and comment :)
Thanks for reading :D