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 Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2008 4:51 pm
Why do we live....If that's the case...
Bumper stickerzif we all die in the end...?
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2008 9:16 am
Well, what do you know! It's the next page!
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2008 9:17 am
Now to find chapter 5 in this messed up folder I call Microsoft Word...
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2008 9:27 am
Chapter 5 // Acceptance
Clary just stood there for a moment, silent and confused, seeming to process what Ray had just revealed. Everyone in the band and Morgan stood looking back and forth to one another, waiting for one to react. Telepathically, they were all wondering who would make the first move. Morgan had her money on Clary, as did Frank and Bob, yet Gerard and Mikey seemed confident Ray would say something to lighten the situation. Yet he never did.
“What the ********!?” Clary screamed.
“Yes!” cheered Morgan, high-fiving Frank and Bob. Clary shot daggers at the trio before turning back to Ray, who looked flabbergasted,
“It’s true. If your mom is Evelyn, then –”
“Eighteen years,” she started, “eighteen ******** years when I’ve gone on about what a loser my father must be to abandon my mother like he did! Eighteen ******** years of convincing myself that my father was just a <********> piece of s**t and that I never wanted anything to do with him! And now here, I find out that you’re my father? What the ********! Why didn’t you call? Write? Something to let me know you cared about my existence enough to actually pay the slightest bit of attention to me! But no! I got jack from you! Didn’t you know? Didn’t you care? Did you even give a ******** s**t that you had a daughter who actually could’ve used some fatherly affection?”
“CLARY!” he interrupted very loudly, seizing her attention. She looked at him, eyes narrowed and face red and hot from anger. She was no doubt furious that after eighteen years of nothing, he drops the bomb now. He took a breath, then began. “Clary, I didn’t know. Your mom never told me. We had sex once –”
“Once is all it takes! Didn’t you ever take Sex Ed?” Clary interjected.
“I was still with her for a month after that! And I never saw anything to show me that I was gonna be a father! So how would you expect me to ask? ‘Hey, it’s Ray, remember me? Right, the boyfriend you dumped a month after we had sex. Just asking, do I have an illegitimate child you never told me about?’ No, I couldn’t do that! I thought she would’ve told me! What could I have done?”
She looked at him for a moment, and then turned away, a tear falling down her face. It was funny that this would be the time she would cry. She never cried as a child if she fell or hurt herself, and never once did she cry if a relative fell ill or died. It had never occurred to her that if she were to find her father, it would be the situation she would shed tears through.
“Ray, you don’t get it. Sure, it’s not your fault, but it’s been eighteen years. Why did you feel it necessary to tell me just because you figured it out?” She began to scream once more.
“You’d rather live in ignorance?”
“Ignorance is bliss!” Clary retorted quite loudly.
“Yo, why do I hear screaming over there?” Steve, Righ? asked the members of their band, Mindless Self Indulgence.
“I don’t know Steve, I hear it too,” Lindsey Ballato – or Lyn-Z as more people knew her as – replied, knowing he was referring to the ruckus over at the My Chemical Romance bus. Kitty nodded her agreement that she, too, heard the yelling that was being carried over through their open windows.
“Hey, am I the only one who hears some girl yelling over at the MCR bus, or is it those voices again?” James Euringer, or more commonly known as Jimmy Urine or Little Jimmy, asked, poking his head out of the curtain sheltering the bunks from the rest of the usually noisy tour bus.
“No Jimmy, we just established that Steve, Lyn-Z, and I all heard something. However, it wouldn’t have been the first time you heard those voices.” Kitty told him, not looking up form what she was doing on the laptop. However, nothing much after her response could be heard because all of the sudden, Jimmy was clamoring clumsily out of the bunks – nearly tripping himself as he did so – and was racing out the door.
“J, where are you going?” Lyn-Z asked, getting up to follow him.
“Where else do you think? I wanna know what’s going on!” he yelled, sounding as giddy as a kid in a candy store. He was running across the grassy area where all the buses were stopped near the venue and towards the MCR bus.
“Jimmy, when you get caught – and don’t say you won’t get caught, because you always do –they’re going to be so pissed! You know that right? I mean, remember last time? They wanted to kill you!”
He shrugged his shoulders, finally pausing in the middle of his run. For a guy whose only workout was whatever he did on stage, he ran pretty damn fast. “Hey, at least I’ll go down with pride!” he replied. With that, he once more took off running for the bus. Lyn-Z, as much as she didn’t want to make Gerard and the rest of the band angry or upset with her and Jimmy for meddling, she took off anyway with Jimmy, for two reasons and two reasons only.
One, she’d get to know what was going on.
Two, she’d get to see the lovely Mr. Way.
By the time Lyn-Z and Jimmy arrived at the tour bus, panting heavily and ready to collapse from having to run so fast and so far, they began to hear small bits and fragments of what was being said. Something about eighteen years, someone named Clary, and “didn’t you ever take Sex Ed?” They swung the door open quietly and sneaked in, standing behind the dumbfounded band members and some girl who could possibly be Clary, who were watching Ray and some other girl – the same one she brought on stage earlier, yet never found out her name – who could also be Clary. Maybe the pair should’ve come earlier, for they were extremely confused and hearing the entire conversation might have helped somewhat.
“Why is it so hard for you to accept the reality that I’m your father?”
“Because it doesn’t seem right! Just because I look like you and you slept with my mom, it doesn’t mean that you are guaranteed to be my father!”
“Well when you say it the way you did, it actually sounds more obvious than ever!”
Jimmy looked at Lyn-Z, still not quite grasping what was going on. ‘Wait,’ he told her telepathically, and she seemed to understand what he was thinking, ‘Ray has a daughter?’ He raised an eyebrow expectantly, and she nodded her head. ‘This is totally camera-worthy,’ he mouthed to her, and once more he went unnoticed as he quickly ran to the bus and ran back, a compact video camera in his grasp. When he arrived on the bus, he saw Lyn-Z and Gerard talking to each other quietly, yet never missing a second of the action and the rest of the band looking at him with mischievous grins on their faces. ‘Blackmail,’ he mouthed to them as he turned on the camera and began to quietly narrate the scene.
“It is here that we see Ray Toro fighting with a girl whose name I was never informed of.”
“Her name is Clary,” Frank told him.
“Clary, right. Anywho, the heated argument seems to be about some crazy theory that she is his daughter, and she seems to be denying every word of it. Why? Maybe, she is just in denial. Or maybe she has a secret crush on the infamous guitarist.” He began to make kissing noises as he continued to film secretly the fight that was still going on between the two. It kept going for about ten minutes until finally, Lyn-Z got fed up with it.
“SHUT THE ******** UP!” Clary and Ray both looked away from each other and immediately they were silent. “What is going on here?”
They began to speak simultaneously, both saying something along the lines of her being his daughter, him being her father, her not believing him, him believing his theory too easily, stuff like that. Yet Lyn-Z could hardly tell who was saying what, what was being said by who, and once more she told them to shut up.
“One at a ******** time, what’s going on?”
“Ray claims he’s my father, but what he says makes no sense,” Clary explained.
“That’s bullshit! What I’m saying has more merit than the s**t you’re trying to make me listen to,” Ray interjected.
“And why do you think she’s your daughter?”
“She’s the same exact age as the time it’s been since I had sex with her mother, and she looks exactly like me.” She looked both of them up and down, and for the first time really took in their appearances and their similarities. They did look like carbon copies of each other, except for the differences in eye colors.
“The evidence is pretty damn convincing,” Lyn-Z told them both, causing Ray to smirk with satisfaction and Clary to groan. Only this time, she actually began to consider what Ray and Lyn-Z were saying. If others could see it, why couldn’t she? It wasn’t like the notion was totally impossible. If it could be some sleazy, drunk b*****d living as a manwhore in New York City, why couldn’t it be Ray Toro? At least this way she could be proud to say he was her father. She collapsed on the couch she had been standing in front of and ran her fingers through her copper hair. She couldn’t get very far because of how frizzy and knotted it was, but it felt good to do it anyway. Almost like a way to relieve stress. It probably just felt good to have something to do with your hands, though.
“Hey, you okay? It’s a lot to handle,” Gerard asked her, reaching to put a comforting hand on her shoulder. She nodded her head, and got up from the unusually comfortable couch.
“Yeah, I just… I just could use some fresh air right now.” She walked out of the bus, never realizing she was being followed by someone. It was only when she sat down on the small strip of cement that surrounded the bus Ray and the band lived in that she realized someone was standing over her.
A really tall someone.
She looked up, and was just the slightest bit stunned to see Little Jimmy Urine towering over her. It had only occurred to her, the question as to why he was called ‘Little’ Jimmy Urine. Sure, he was skinnier than most girls could even wish to be, but he was tall. Of course, that could have something to do with the fact she was only two inches below five feet tall.
“You okay?” he asked, setting the video camera in his hands on the asphalt and kneeling down to face her in her sitting position.
“Yeah, I guess. I mean, it’s a little weird. I mean, my dad’s a ******** rock star! It’s… strange, I guess.”
“Well think of this way, you get to go on tour with them whenever they travel.” She smiled; this much was true. So, perk number two; travel with My Chem. Perk number one was of course being comforted by Jimmy.
“That’s true. Makes this whole situation seem a whole lot less bleak. Thanks Jimmy.” She smiled at him, revealing all of her beautiful white teeth, the result of braces all through high school and constantly whitening them at the dentist and at home. Sure, it’ll be weird. But, most certainly a lot less weird than if she didn’t accept it.
Because yeah, it was about time tonight that she accepted it.
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2008 9:28 am
I've done my part, now comment dearies.
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2008 2:14 pm
Why do we live....
Mr. Way.
But does this mean Ray is going to be blackmailed?
if we all die in the end...?
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2008 2:44 pm
Of course not. It's just... Jimmy.
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2008 11:11 am
 It's all about the Fro. heart Imma add a funny or entertaining pic whenever I comment now. lol GREAT UPDATE! Blackmail is so much fun! >.<
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2008 2:25 pm
XXMCR_Helena101XX It's all about the Fro. heart Imma add a funny or entertaining pic whenever I comment now. lol GREAT UPDATE! Blackmail is so much fun! >.< I have hair just like Ray's. =] It's so fun to headbang {but never do it with glasses}.
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Posted: Fri Jun 13, 2008 9:08 am
Hardcore Mosher XXMCR_Helena101XX It's all about the Fro. heart Imma add a funny or entertaining pic whenever I comment now. lol GREAT UPDATE! Blackmail is so much fun! >.< I have hair just like Ray's. =] It's so fun to headbang {but never do it with glasses}. xD I can see where that may be bad. Maybe YOU ARE Ray's Daughter!!!! =O Legasp~
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Posted: Fri Jun 13, 2008 10:41 am
XXMCR_Helena101XX Hardcore Mosher XXMCR_Helena101XX It's all about the Fro. heart Imma add a funny or entertaining pic whenever I comment now. lol GREAT UPDATE! Blackmail is so much fun! >.< I have hair just like Ray's. =] It's so fun to headbang {but never do it with glasses}. xD I can see where that may be bad. Maybe YOU ARE Ray's Daughter!!!! =O Legasp~ I am the inspiration for Clary. She basically is me {except her eyes are green, and mine are brown... LIKE RAY'S!}. Although, I very much doubt I'm Ray's daughter.
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Posted: Fri Jun 13, 2008 12:16 pm
Hardcore Mosher XXMCR_Helena101XX Hardcore Mosher XXMCR_Helena101XX It's all about the Fro. heart Imma add a funny or entertaining pic whenever I comment now. lol GREAT UPDATE! Blackmail is so much fun! >.< I have hair just like Ray's. =] It's so fun to headbang {but never do it with glasses}. xD I can see where that may be bad. Maybe YOU ARE Ray's Daughter!!!! =O Legasp~ I am the inspiration for Clary. She basically is me {except her eyes are green, and mine are brown... LIKE RAY'S!}. Although, I very much doubt I'm Ray's daughter. zomg lol. My friends think I'm Frankie's daughter because I always dye my hair like him & that I'm sooooo destructive. But I highly doubt that. if we all die in the end...?
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 1:30 pm
vampiremistress1290 Hardcore Mosher XXMCR_Helena101XX Hardcore Mosher XXMCR_Helena101XX It's all about the Fro. heart Imma add a funny or entertaining pic whenever I comment now. lol GREAT UPDATE! Blackmail is so much fun! >.< I have hair just like Ray's. =] It's so fun to headbang {but never do it with glasses}. xD I can see where that may be bad. Maybe YOU ARE Ray's Daughter!!!! =O Legasp~ I am the inspiration for Clary. She basically is me {except her eyes are green, and mine are brown... LIKE RAY'S!}. Although, I very much doubt I'm Ray's daughter. zomg lol. My friends think I'm Frankie's daughter because I always dye my hair like him & that I'm sooooo destructive. But I highly doubt that. if we all die in the end...?It would be so cool to be related to MCR, or any band like them {MSI, P!ATD, etc} cause you could tour with them and meet them and other bands and bring your friends and be like, "Whoa."
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 9:28 pm
Hardcore Mosher vampiremistress1290 Hardcore Mosher XXMCR_Helena101XX Hardcore Mosher XXMCR_Helena101XX It's all about the Fro. heart Imma add a funny or entertaining pic whenever I comment now. lol GREAT UPDATE! Blackmail is so much fun! >.< I have hair just like Ray's. =] It's so fun to headbang {but never do it with glasses}. xD I can see where that may be bad. Maybe YOU ARE Ray's Daughter!!!! =O Legasp~ I am the inspiration for Clary. She basically is me {except her eyes are green, and mine are brown... LIKE RAY'S!}. Although, I very much doubt I'm Ray's daughter. zomg lol. My friends think I'm Frankie's daughter because I always dye my hair like him & that I'm sooooo destructive. But I highly doubt that. if we all die in the end...?It would be so cool to be related to MCR, or any band like them {MSI, P!ATD, etc} cause you could tour with them and meet them and other bands and bring your friends and be like, "Whoa." Yeah I WAS thinking about that but then I was all like "Nah, then you're going to become all 'popular' then everyone will keep asking for your [insert type of relative here]. It's not worth it..." but I still think it would be cool
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 9:56 pm
vampiremistress1290 Hardcore Mosher vampiremistress1290 Hardcore Mosher XXMCR_Helena101XX xD I can see where that may be bad. Maybe YOU ARE Ray's Daughter!!!! =O Legasp~ I am the inspiration for Clary. She basically is me {except her eyes are green, and mine are brown... LIKE RAY'S!}. Although, I very much doubt I'm Ray's daughter. zomg lol. My friends think I'm Frankie's daughter because I always dye my hair like him & that I'm sooooo destructive. But I highly doubt that. if we all die in the end...?It would be so cool to be related to MCR, or any band like them {MSI, P!ATD, etc} cause you could tour with them and meet them and other bands and bring your friends and be like, "Whoa." Yeah I WAS thinking about that but then I was all like "Nah, then you're going to become all 'popular' then everyone will keep asking for your [insert type of relative here]. It's not worth it..." but I still think it would be cool True. And that's what happens to Clary in this story {well, something like that}. Still, though, it would be cool, as long as you remained out of the limelight.
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