Dripping Steaming Hot Blood On A Ice Cold Black Rose

(Hello readers! This is a new fan-fic I've just been working on. Just to warn you, this will contain Frerard, Boysex, Femmislash scenes.)

Rose’s POV

I woke up from my bed and felt cold sheets beside me. Stuart must be up or he didn’t get home last night from the gig. That was fucking mental. I think the only thing I can remember was performing with the guys and some pictures from the party afterwards. It’s all still a fucking blur. But at least someone got my ass home last night, probably my boyfriend, one of the guys or my sister.

I got up and walked my ass to the bathroom and managed to reach the sink and I looked in the mirror. All I saw was the usual fucked up, rough, hung-over me as always. I’ve always liked a drink, but now, it seems like I need it always. I’m not an alcoholic or nothing, just like my drink.

After washing my face and barfing up a little I made myself walk in the kitchen and what do ya know? Coffee! Just what I fuckin’ need right now!

I poured the coffee in a mug and sat down at the table. My sight was still blurry and my head fuckin’ hurts like hell. But that’s what I have to pay for I guess.

Then I heard the door shut and footsteps getting closer…closer…and closer…

Fuck! I’m too fuckin’ hung over for people breaking in right now!

I walked, well more tumbled to the front door to see who the fuck is in my house right now and no one was there. Am I still drunk or something?

“You managed to wake up then?” I heard a voice from behind me.

I turned around to see my boyfriend. Stuart. I’ve been with him for like 2 years now. But every time I hear him, see him or feel him touching me sends me chills! But I didn’t feel like that right now. Blame hangovers.

“Yeah, what the hell is in the bag?” I asked him noticing the white carrier bag which was pretty big. What the fuck is that!?

“Well…these…” He said to me and gave me a pack of aspirins. I smiled then took three and swallowed them whole. “And I went to get food. We do need to eat ya know?”

I just nodded and watched him walk to the kitchen and I felt the chills coming to me again. I knew it was Stuart doing this to me as he always does.

*Time lapse- 6pm*

I layed there on Stuarts lap and watched One Hour Photo. But I didn’t really watch it. I was just staring in my boyfriend eyes. I love his eyes; they just make me forget about everything that’s around me. But I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard the phone ring.

I ignored it and leaned into Stuart, pulling him into a deep kiss. He wrapped his arms around my waist and I flung my arms around his neck. But the phones wouldn’t stop ringing. So I pulled away from the kiss and answered.

“What the fuck do you want then?” I answered pretty rudely. I was just pissed off at this guy calling me while I was spending quality time with my boyfriend.

“Rose, its Kim you shit!” I heard Kim’s laugh. I smiled. We’ve been friends since Iunno, the 5^th Grade? But she’s my manager, guitarist and back up singer in our band too which just makes it rock even more.

“Yeah Kim, what’s so goddamn important?” I asked her since she doesn’t call my house number unless something is up.

“Well…I was at eyeball the other day and spoke to this band’s manager Brian? And you are going on tour!”

“Oh great!”  I told her sarcastically. I just got back from tour. I really didn’t want to go and leap around the whole of New York again, but I guess I have to. We need the fuckin’ money.

“Okay? Who would we have to support?”

“My Chemical Romance I think.” She told me. I kinda froze. They just signed on to Warner Bro’s from the same label I’m on!! I wanted to scream!

“Kim, am I hearing right? This better not be one of your fucking jokes!”

“No dude! I’m serious! The guys heard some of our stuff and they asked if we were willing to tour with them!” She shouted down the phone.

“Kim, you better of fuckin’ said yes!” I screamed at her.

“What the fuck do you think!? Anyway, you’re gonna tour around the US. They said they’ll provide a bus and shit. We’ve worked out the dates. Just get your ass here early in the morning for the arrangements Rose!” She screamed back at me.

Then she hung up.

“Another tour?” Stuart sighed. I felt really shitty. We’ve hardly spent anytime together since I was signed to Eyeball. I was always doing gigs. But I’ll make sure he comes with me this time.

“Yeah, and this time you’re gonna be coming with me okay?” I told him. He smiled. Then I sat back down in Stuarts lap. I went to the side and put my feet on the couch, resting back.

We sat there for a lil while then I found myself drifting to sleep.

(A/N: Just to let you know, I will still be writing What I'm Dying To Say Is That I'm Crazy For You. I'm just waiting for Kim lol)