Life Must Go On Pt. 1The hood was pulled up around his black and white hair, a few strands breaking loose, blowing gently over his cheeks. The only light he had were streetlights that lashed out ugly, harsh glows in his eyes. The light would spill over him, and then he would walking into the darkness, unseen by passing cars.Life Must Go On Pt. 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Johnny occasionally watched them speeding by in a blur, going in their own direction for their own destinations.
The bridge wasn't much farther.
He felt his phone vibrating against his thigh nearly nonstop, but he never picked it up to talk to whoever was calling. He knew there were two people who definitely weren't calling, the last time he'd seen them they were watching TV or reading a book as he made himself supper consisting of whatever was in the fridge. The only sound they ever made when he was in the room were occasionally clearing of throats. He always felt like he could cut the tension with a knife.
He thought bitterly about the way they would just cast their eyes up at him wh
Burn It Down .:End:.Brian lay on his stomach, soft sheets all around him. He felt naked, and an annoying beeping was at his side. Knowing where he was, he began to freak. He breathed harder, making the heart monitor speed up.Burn It Down .:End:. in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
His wings were still out, wrapped up in guaze.
Johnny's voice spoke softly from somewhere in the room, "Is he awake?"
Zacky gazed at his love. "Brian...?" he said softly, touching Brian's bicep carefully.
The heart monitor slowed, and Brian relaxed. His wings fell around him, and he remembered how they were burned.
"Where am I?" Brian breathed, still keeping his eyes closed.
"You're in the hospital, baby..." he said softly, his warm breath close enough to trickle down Brian's arm. "How're you feeling...?"
"What...What about...?" He trailed off, knowing he didn't have to finish.
Zacky took a deep breath. "He's gone...I...threw him into the fire..." Zacky spoke slowly. "No one else got the chance to see him before he burned..." He gave a slight shiver. "The boys are here, and your dad,
The Game .:End:.Those late night meetings continued for a few weeks, and every night they learned something different about the other until there was nothing else to tell.The Game .:End:. in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Every morning Zacky received a letter in his locker that always made his day good.
However, this time his present came in the afternoon after the last class of the day.
When he opened his locker with an eager heart, he didn't find just a letter. A rose had been painted pink, the tips red, and it sat in his locker delicately.
A single peice of paper stared at him, reading: I love you.
His eyes became instantly watery before he blinked the tears away and smiled to himself. "I love you, too..." he whispered quietly.
He felt a quick, moist kiss connect to his neck, and then it was gone.
He turned around swiftly. "Brent?" he called, his eyes scanning the crowds for the bronze beauty
Students passed by him, but he managed to catch sight of a tall boy walking quicker down the hall. The feathery hair on top of the head made Zacky's f
Burn It Down .:1:.Something soft brushed his cheek. Zacky opened his eyes, jumping slightly. He looked in the direction of the touch, a white feather lying on the couch beside him. He stared at it in disbelief, his hand going towards it slowly for he was afraid it might disappear or be a figment of his imagination as he picked it up delicately.Burn It Down .:1:. in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When Zacky stood, examining the feather that was infact real, a big pair of strong arms came around him; then he was pulled up against a solid, firm body.
A gentle voice whispered, "I'm home..." And soft lips kissed his ear tenderly.
Zacky gasped, joyful tears instantly springing to his eyes. "B-Brian?" he whispered, afraid it was too good to be true.
"I'm sorry, Zee," Brian's lips nibbled Zacky's shoulder. "I'm sorry it took me so long to return to you..." He rested his forehead to the back of Zacky's head, his arms tightening their grip.
Zacky sobbed happily, turning around quickly to hug Brian tight. "I'm just glad you found your way back home..."
The Game .:Pt.1:."Alright, Baker," the blindfold went over Zacky's eyes, sending him into a void of darkness. Toni Kline's birthday party ended up being pretty fun even though he was a year older than Zacky. they all had had a few beers, but were sober enough to walk and talk normally. Toni continued, "You'll be in that closet for seven whole minutes, and the person who joins you gets to do whatever they want to you. You can't fight back or refuse, you wanted to be in this game. So just relax and enjoy it, okay?"The Game .:Pt.1:. in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He was led blindly to the closet, the others boys whooping and hollering nonsense.
Zacky nodded, offering a nervous smile. "Okay..." he said, trying to relax once he felt a small group of walls close around him, seeming to block out the noise a little better.
The door closed, and he was alone. As he strained his ears, he heard the music stop and the sound of receeding footsteps. They were leaving him there, this was all a prank. He thought, for once, that the cool crowd had accepted him, but i
GlimpseJohnny made sure his gloves were on tight, and he pulled his hoodie over his head.Glimpse in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
His black and white hair framed his round, caring face, and his nose ring glinted in the sun's hot gaze.
He was half the height of his boyfriend, Jimmy, who he had never kissed...And never had any physical skin on skin contact. Ever.
If Jimmy tried to touch him, he would peel himself away and then not look at Jimmy
for a while until he calmed down.
As Johnny walked down the sidewalk, ignoring people who gave him a weird look as to why he's wearing a hoodie in such extreme heat, he knew it was only a matter of time before Jimmy gave up and dumped him. And he knew it would break him apart, and he would live broken.
Johnny raised his head to teh sky, taking in a deep breath, trying to remove the thought. He didn't want to lose Jimmy, he really did love him. Really.
"Hey, Johnny," a soft, loving voice said, tapping his shoulder carefully, for the person knew Johnny didn't like physical contact.
Jumping out o
Give In .:1:.The crowd bounced around beneath their stage, screaming along with the songs as Matt belted out the notes. His bulbous mucles bulged, and the veins in his neck strained against the skin as he stood at his towering height on the ego riser. Sweat was trickling from his buzzed hairline, and his voice was nearly shot as the concert began to come to an end. The energy from the fans made him give a throaty scream.Give In .:1:. in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The lead guitarist grinned down at his guitar as his nimble fingers played over the neck. Brian, Synyster Gates, tapped his foot to the beat, his back pressed to the shorter, lead guitarist as they played in harmony.
Brian's heart hammered in his chest as he made sure to hit every note, wanting to make it perfect for Zacky. He swung his feathery hair from his shoulder and turned to give Zacky a playful kiss to the cheek. It was supposed to be just for show, but he loved how Zacky's warm skin felt under his lips. But, Brian would pretend it was just for show by waggling his brows an
Being Forgotten .:End:."Congratulations!" Had been one word that Johnny could do without for the rest of his life. But, he was proud. And happy...Happy being an understatement.Being Forgotten .:End:. in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Standing on the balcony of his Victorian-style home, Johnny Sanders sipped his champaign and inahled the fresh rain scent.
The storm was rolling in, but not a sprinkle of rain had come throughout the entire reception.
He stood contentedly alone, barefooted and in a comfortable pair of cargo shorts that fit his lean thighs. The wind blew his button up shirt around his well-built frame, and he rolled up his sleeves around his curvy biceps.
Even though the years had passed and he had built himself up, Johnny was still shorter and not as near robust as his husband. However, he still had a thick head of hair where Matt's had receeded some but not much.
A lazy smile curved his plush lips as he thought of this, and he wiped some champaign from his scruffy chin.
The concrete of the balcony was cool on his feet, and Johnny stretched his arms u
Burn It Down .:7:.Brian stared at himself in the mirror. Ever since he had that dream and he hurt Zacky, he hadn't really been able to sleep. He couldn't let it go. The only thing he could focus on was that he had hurt his love. Even if the injuries were minor.Burn It Down .:7:. in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He opened the drawer and picked up the pair of scissors, turning it over in his hands as he contimplated something...
As Zacky read his book, he realized how quiet it was in the house. Abnormally quiet. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up, something was terribly wrong.
"Brian?" he couldn't help but call out, standing as he made his way through the house. "Brian, where are you?"
There was no answer, it was utterly and deathly quiet, too still in the house.
He blinked rapidly, not liking this silence. He looked in their bedroom and several other rooms before deciding on entering the bathroom. It's door was creaked slightly, so he figured no one would be in there.
Brian stood, his back to Zacky. His wings were out full, and Brian's hand was s
Tension .:1:.The music pumped through the room, mixing with the screams of the fans.Tension .:1:. in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Frankie's black, glossy hair was sweaty, his body swinging side to side with the music he played off his guitar. His tongue danced over his bottom lip as he gyrated his hips into his guitar with a devilish smile down at the crowd. His round, perfectly pale complected face was full of untamed energy as he gazed at the lead
Their gazes met, and both became fiery with passion.
He had a crush on Gerard for so long, and his sexual tension for the beautiful, tall man was over powering.
Gerard's long, black hair waved down his face as he finished the chorus, letting Ray take over with the guitar solo.
Ray headbanged, his afro seeming to float around his head.
Frankie continued playing as he crossed the stage towards Gerard.
Both had the same idea, teh same need.
Gerard always sang passionately at conerts. He always found himself gazing at Frankie, so before he could stop himself, during the guitar solo, he