Dripping Steaming Hot Blood On A Ice Cold Black Rose

Rose’s POV

I was literally running to the Record Label office to get to the meeting. I was already like, 20 minutes late because I missed the fucking bus so I had to walk which really pissed me off and it’s raining like hell and I left my coat at home so right now I look like I’ve come back from some wet t-shirt competition. My hair is all over the place thanks to the wind and now the topping to a perfect morning like mine is not being able to find your cell. Nice…

I ran in the building as fast as I could. I must have pushed past so many people but I couldn’t give a shit right now. I couldn’t be bothered waiting for the elevator so I ran my ass up the stairs and ran to the meeting room.

“Rose, what the fuckin’ fuck girl?!” I heard Kim shout. I looked up and saw everyone’s face on me. I didn’t look that bad…did I?

“Well, seeing from you guys faces I got some explaining to do…” Then I started. “Basically. I’m late ‘cause I missed the bus and I had to walk or wait another hour for another bus. Then it started to rain and I didn’t have a coat which explains why my t-shirt is see-through. Then the wind blew and my hair got caught in it so it looks like I have sex hair. Then I lost my cell and now we have me standing here telling you guys.”

“…Okay….whatever…lets do this meeting thing then…” Kim said and I just sat down.

“Well, basically, we were visiting Eyeball last week and we heard some of your stuff.”  I heard Gerard say. “And we love it. So…we’re touring around the U.S for the first time and as you know we were hoping you guys would be our supporting act,”

“These are all the dates of the tour and all the other shit. Like where we are going. We will get Reprise to provide stuff like, the bus and what not.” Brian told me and Kim. “You’ll be leaving around late January, late February so you’ll have a 4 month break to get prepared.”

I didn’t pay attention after that. I don’t know. I was just lost in my thoughts I guess. It happens to me a lot. I just think about stuff like, Stuart. My life. My career. I mean, I’m going somewhere with my life. For once…

The meeting wrapped up pretty quickly and I walked out to the bus stop. I just put my Ipod on shuffle and see what life wants me to listen to for today.

“And I'm not running any more.
I'll stand to face it all.
I'll fight for every breath until there's nothing left of us
I need you to believe in me
Oh my god”

I listened to that song throughout the bus journey until I reached the stop outside my house. I noticed the car outside so I’m guessing Stuart is home luckily. I’ve always loved him being home before me.

I walked in the house and put my bag on the rack. I heard noises coming from somewhere so I walked towards where I saw Stuart and I felt all my feelings for him renew. I sat in front of him and pulled him into a deep kiss, pulling him closer to me. I felt our tongues dance in each others mouth then we both pulled away.

“You seem happy to see me.” He said to me, with his arms wrapped around my waist.

“As always.” I smiled and kissed him again, leaning back on his chest and found myself lost in his eyes.

I sat there with Stuart for about an hour. Just staring at him, giving each other frequent kisses. I loved these moments we would have. Just us two laying here. Loving each other.

I looked up and saw Stuart asleep. Then after a while…I felt myself dozing off myself…

(A/N: Helloo readers. This is short. Yes. But it's midnight, I have a sore throat and I need sleep. So enjoy)

(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)