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The Ghost of You Chapter 12It was a couple of weeks after the accident; the one with the guy who tried to kill me. I still had fading scars on my legs, but that didn't matter. I always wear jeans.
Choosing Anna as our bassist was working out great. She was very talented obviously, and she could learn songs very quickly. The only weakness she had was lyric writing, but that was okay.
Bob's crush on Anna sometimes had him looking like an idiot. Whenever he did look like an idiot Anna just giggled and helped him out with whatever he was doing. Maybe she liked him too .?
Mikey's ghosts comes and goes every now and again. He makes sure to keep himself hidden from Anna and the rest of the guys, but I really think we should tell at least the guys. I don't think we should tell Anna at all. Ever.
"Frankieee!!" a familiar voice pleaded, interrupting my train of thought.
"What ?" I asked, realizing it was Gerard's voice.
"I have something for youu.. Come downstairsssss!"
I sighed and walked downstairs. "What
Alone Chapter One.The day I met Frankly Anthony Iero was the day that I knew my life would change for ever. Weather it'd be for better or worse, I wasn't quite sure, but I knew I was in for a life changing experience.
Chapter One: "Well if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say "
2:32 A.M Hoboken, New Jersey Christmas Eve.
I sighed and hugged my tiny The Used hoodie closer to my chest as I walked, with quick speed, down the streets of Hoboken. It was two-thirty in the morning on Christmas Eve and, because my ex-boyfriend is a drunken ass hole, I was walking home. The snow was falling, adding another thick layer to the melting layer that remained from last weeks storm, and I was freezing. Not just cold, no I was past that phase. My teeth were chattering, my body was sending itself into convulsions and I was sure that I wouldn't have most of my toes in the morning. But did all that matter to Reggie, no, of course not .as long as he got his booze.
I hugged my hoodie tighter to my averaged
Dysfunctional Family part 5BOB'S POV
"Bob!" I heard Bandit call me. I walked to where she was.
"What are you doing?"
"Ice. I need some ice." she said grabbing the ice pack and turning around.
"Holy shit! What happened to you?" her face was covered in blood.
"Turns out I have a temper. I beat the hell outta some kids."
"See I was winning, but Danny had friends. So it was kinda like 4 vs. me. And I kinda lost."
"Danny. The blonde one?"
"Be back. Keep the ice on your nose."
I walked out to the group of kids that looked like they just fought.
"Which one of you fuckers is Danny?"
"Who's asking." a blonde kid smoking said. I assumed that was Danny.
"Your worst fucking nightmare."
"Excuse me?" he stomped his cigarette out on the ground. I punched him straight in his nose. I heard it break.
"Nobody fucks with Bandit, without me fucking back." I turned and walked back into the house, wiping the blood off my hands.
"Bob. What'd you do?"
"Nothing." I slid my hands behind my back.
"I saw you hit him. Than
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