Missing

Missing

Dedicated to Venusian Thunder a.k.a Brittany!

Summary: Gerard is lonely and Amy wonders if there’s someone out there for her.

Lyrics by Evanescence.

Gerard lit up another cigarette. It had been his sixth one in about fifteen minutes. He didn’t know where the fuck Bert was and Frank was busy with Mikey. Bob and Ray were off checking out groupies, even though sleeping with them had been strictly forbidden. He closed his eyes and sucked in the delicious clove cigarettes. Suddenly, he heard a delicate, beautiful voice. He looked up and found himself facing a pale girl wearing a red corset and black leather pants.

“I was wondering if you knew where the bathrooms were?” she asked, with a small smile on her face.

He put his cigarette out.

“Yeah, how about a show you? It’s a little difficult trying to explain where they are,” he said.

“Thanks,” she said.

~Please, please, forgive me. But I won’t be home again. Maybe someday you’ll look up and barley conscious, you’ll say. Isn’t something missing? ~

He led her through the crowed and back to the bathrooms. Amy found herself staring at the tight ass in the black pants. She bit her lip, and tried to get rid of those naughty thoughts.

“Here you are,” Gerard said.

He caught that predatory look in her blue eyes.

“Oh, it’s unisex,” she said, knowing full well that it wasn’t.

Gerard knew it wasn’t either, but he didn’t care.

“Yeah, how convenient,” he smiled.

~You won’t cry for my absence, I know. You forgot me long ago. Am I that unimportant? Am I that insignificant? Isn’t someone missing me? ~

Amy had been looking for someone for her. She was of course a fan of My Chemical Romance. She must have caught his attention, because he had followed her into the bathroom. She pushed open a stall and went to go in. Suddenly, Gerard grabbed her hand.

“Um, you want to watch me pee?” she asked.

Amy had heard plenty of kinky things in her life. Gerard smirked and shook his head. It had been too long since he had fucked a girl. Way too fucking long. Amy breathed everything he had been looking for. Gerard pushed her into the stall and locked the door.

Before either one knew what was happening, Gerard had pushed his lips against Amy’s crimson stained ones.

~Even though I’m the sacrifice. You won’t try for me not now. Though I’d die to know you loved me. I’m all alone. Isn’t someone missing me? ~

His slender fingers were busy sliding off her red corset. Her fingers were buried in his sticky black hair. The corset was flung aside and Gerard kissed her pale chest. His tongue circled her pert pink nipples. Amy moaned and slipped a hand down Gerard’s pants. Gerard pulled away and took off his pants.

Her lipstick was smudged and his eye make up was running. It took some time peeling those pleather pants off. Neither Gerard nor Amy were big on wearing leather.

“Did you forget what panties were?” he asked, grinning.

Amy giggled and nodded her head. Gerard growled and picked her up. Amy closed her eyes as her back hit the wall of the stall and Gerard plunged into her. His cock hit her clit in just the right way.

“Ahh,” Amy moaned and yanked on Gerard’s hair.

Gerard hissed and grinned. He liked a little pain with his pleasure. Amy bucked as he came into her.

“Fuck,” Gerard whispered, cumming hard into her.

He let Amy down and kissed her again. The two got dressed and he lit up another cigarette. They walked out of the bathroom.

“Bye,” he said.

“Bye,” she replied.

They both knew it was a one time thing. Yet deep down, they didn’t want that. Gerard had always been looking for that one who connected with his soul. Amy just wanted someone to love her and miss her when she was away. Unfortunately, neither one could be that person for the other. Gerard walked off smoking his Clove, while Amy went off in search of vodka.

~Even though I’m the sacrifice. You won’t try for me not now. Though I’d die to know you loved me. I’m all alone. Isn’t someone missing me? ~