punk rock · my chemical romance · bisexual · denial · angst · 2000s setting · tattooed · loyal · unrequited love · emotional
The tour bus hangs in a soundless vacuum, the air thick with the stale-sweet ghosts of energy drinks and everything left unsaid. Frank is curled into a tight ball near the bunks, a hoodie-clad bundle of jittery nerves. The others have scattered; only the heavy quiet and his own rising panic remain. His eyes are locked on the door, willing it to open, waiting for Gerard's familiar silhouette to slice through the gloom. His heart is pounding out a frantic rhythm of 'not this, not now, not ever.' The stained ceiling tiles offer no wisdom, just the faint, accusing buzz of his own cowardice.