Woot! Another chapter! OMG - it has Abe and Johann in it! huzzah for them!
Morning came all too soon for me, and I sullenly walked back to my room. I didn't want to, but Greg convinced me to at least change my clothes before Daimio caught me walking around in my pajamas - it's the man's BIGGEST pet peeve, seeing one of us agents walking around in pajama pants. Says they're counter-productive.
So I go back to my room, and I run into the person I'd least expect.
Abe.
Since he got back from his little trip to Maine or Connecticut (SOMEWHERE in New England), he's been all mopey and secluded. So I assumed he just didn't want to talk to people, and stopped pounding on his door and yelling at him to stop hiding.
Now, he was pounding on Liz's door, which was across and down the hall from mine. I had to pass him to get to my room. Great. Just great. My day couldn't GET any worse.
Oh, wait! It did! Johann just turned the corner, and I know for a fact that I couldn't be missed.
Crap.
"Liz? Are you in there?" Abe just pounded away, and I tried to sneak past him. He turned to me (crap!) and asked, "Have you seen Liz?"
I shook my head no - I wasn't really ready to talk to too many people this early in the morning. No sugar, four hours of sleep - I was the epitome of grouchy sadness, if there is such a thing.
Johann had heard the question and said, "She has movied out of her room. She now sleeps in Roger's room."
"She didn't tell me," Abe said pointedly.
I chose this moment to make my escape.
Of course, Johann noticed, and just HAD to ask. "Jink, why are you out here in that ridicules shirt?"
I said nothing, but walked back to my room.
"Why won't you say anything?" Abe called to me.
Still nothing from me.
"Is this because of Roger?" I heard Johann ask Abe.
In confirmation, Abe replied, "Those two were more like brother and sister - family. She acted like this when Hellboy left. Don't worry - she'll be her normal self in no time."
That's where you wrong, I thought numbly.
I lay in my bed, staring at the ceiling. I didn't want to move. I just let the stereo play.
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,
to keep an eye on you son,
so they an watch all the things you do.
Because the drugs never work!
They're gonna give you a smirk!
Cause they have methods of keeping you clean!
They're gonna rip up your heads
your aspirations to shreds
another cog in the murder machine.
It's so true, I thought numbly.
They say, oh,
Teenagers scare
the living shit out of me!
They could care less
as long as someone will bleed.
So tuck in your clothes
Or strike a violent poseMaybe they'll leave you alone
But not me.
The boys and girls in the clique
the awful names that they stick.
You're never gonna fit in much kid.
But if you're troubled and hurt
what you got under your shirt
will make them pay for the things
that they did!
I never got that line - What you got under your shirt will make them pay for the things that they did. Do they mean a gun? Nope, don't got one. Something else? Knowing that Gerard Way is kinda crazy, there's probably a plethora of different ways for that to be interpreted.
Unconsciously, I flipped the song.
Take away the sensation inside.
Bittersweet migraine in my head
It's like a throbbing toothache of the mind.
I can't take this feeling anymore.
Drain the pressure from the swelling.
This sensation's overwhelming.
Give me a long kiss goodnight.
Tell me everything will be alright
Tell me I won't feel a thing.
Give me Novocaine.
I wish, I scoffed.
Out of body and out of mind. Drain the pressure from the swelling.
Kiss the demons out of my dreams.
I get the funny feeling and that's alright.
Jimmy says it's better than here.
This sensation's overwhelming.
Give me a long kiss goodnight.
Tell me everything will be alright
Tell me I won't feel a thing.
Give me Novocaine.
Drain the pressure from the swelling.
This sensation's overwhelming.
Give me a long kiss goodnight.
Tell me everything will be alright
Tell me, Jimmy, I won't feel a thing.
Give me Novocaine.
Sighing, I flipped over to face the wall. It's like the grief took all my energy. I didn't want to do anything. All I wanted right now was for the pain to end.
And if your heart stops beating,
I'll be here wondering,
did you get what you deserve -
the ending of your life?
And if you get to Heaven
I'll be here waiting babe,
did you get what you deserve -
the end?
And if your life won't wait,
then your heart can't take this.
Have you heard the news that you're dead?
No one ever had much nice to say
I think they never liked you anyway
Oh take me from the hospital bed.
Wouldn't it be grand - it ain't exactly what you planned
- but wouldn't it be great if we were dead?
I was hit by an idea. An awful idea. A wonderful, awful, horrible, idea-to-end-all-ideas idea.
And I knew what I was going to do.
Ooooh, a plan? Sounds devious. If you can take a hint, you already know what she's going to do. Evil, ain't it? Okay, song one is TEENAGERS by My Chemical Romance, song two is GIVE ME NOVOCAINE by Green Day, and song three is DEAD! by My Chemical Romance (again).
REVIEW, DAMMIT! I WILL COME AFTER YOU! I KID YOU NOT! PLEASE?
and no, i am not bashing on Gerard Way here - he's probably one of the greatest band-fronts-people out there. Yes, I'm an MCR fanatic. Please, no bashing on me about it - you'll hurt my feelings and I won't update anymore. (of course I will, but I'll do it every OTHER day, to torture you.)
~Izzy of the Pants