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Frank's POV

"Mom, I thought I told you to fuck off!"

Whoa, this Bob guy sure had balls to speak to his Mom like that. I looked at Gerard who was trying to hide a grin.

"It's not your Mom Bob," Erica spoke.

"Well who the fuck is it then? I'm busy!" he retaliated.

"Your favorite cousin," she replied.

A moment later, the door opened, and there stood this guy in front of us. He was about as tall as Gerard and his eyes were as blue as fucking Windex. His hair was blond. I daresay it, considering I'm with Gerard, but we always perve on guys. He was a hottie.

"Ricky!" he exclaimed, smiling and pulling her into a hug. "I've missed you. Why didn't you come visit sooner?" he asked her.

"I've been busy," she said.

"Oh? Who's the guy you've been busy with?" he asked, making Gerard snort. I also found it extremely entertaining that this Bob guy straight away knew that if Erica was busy, she must've gotten herself a boyfriend.

"Well Bob, this is Mikey, my boyfriend," Erica told her cousin, gesturing to Mikey who slung his arm around her waist.

"Hey. You better be taking good care of Erica, or I'll go to my billiard table, get my favorite cue stick and ram it up your ass," Bob directly threatened Mikey, who looked mortified. I even found my own eyes widening at that blatant threat. Gerard on the other hand was doubling over in laughter.

"Ok," squeaked out Mikey.

"What the fuck is up with him?" Bob asked, motioning to Gerard.

"Oh, that's Gerard. He's Mikey's brother. He's a college student studying journalism," Erica said.

"What drug did you slip in his drink?" Bob asked Mikey.

"N-Nothing," Mikey stuttered, scared of Bob.

"Sorry dude. It's just, HA! I just found your threat quite amusing," Gerard told Bob, calming down a little.

"It's fine. Just refrain from doing that again. Who's the midget ink-ball?" Bob then asked, staring me down.

"I'm Frank," I introduced myself. "I go to college with Gerard. We're partners on an assignment," I explained, putting a hand out for him to shake. Surprisingly, Bob shook it. This dude was a freak.

"So can we all come in and visit you Bobby?" Erica asked her cousin. Suddenly, Bob's face softened as he smiled at his cousin.

"Yeah, ok. Just a sec," Bob spoke, closing and locking the door. I heard scrambling from inside the pool house, before the sound of a closet or something being slammed shut. Bob then came back to the door and let us in.

"Come in, sit down, make yourselves at home. Anyone want coffee or something?" Bob asked.

"Yes please!" both Mikey and Gerard said at the same time as Bob walked off to the small kitchenette in the corner of the room. I took a chance to have a scope of the pool house. There was a guy on the couch eating potato chips and watching a Pussycat Dolls video clip. Either he was insanely gay or he loved perving on the girls. Another thing I noticed about him was the big curly mane on top of his head. It was pretty cool.



"Hey! Who's your friend?" Erica asked, also noticing the guy on the couch.

"Uh, Ricky, I'd like you to meet Ray---"

"RICHARD!" the afro guy screamed, cutting Bob off.

"Oh.... right. Richard Toro," Bob introduced his friend.

"How do you know each other?" Erica asked as Richard got off the couch and walked over to see us.

"Uh, we're life partners," Richard replied. Erica looked at Bob with a shocked expression. Bob looked back at her with an equally shocked expression.

"Why the fuck didn't you tell me you liked cock?" Erica asked Bob, slapping his chest playfully.

"It's my business. No one else's," Bob replied.

"Well I would've been so supportive of you," Erica replied. "It's nice to meet you Richard. I hope Bob's been treating you well," she spoke, shaking Richard's hand.

"Oh he has. I comforted him the other week when the Jonas Brothers died. He was so devastated," Richard said.

"Wait, what? I thought you hated the Jonas Brothers," Erica spoke.

"It was a cover. Really, I wanted to fall asleep with all of them every night," Bob replied.

"That sounds a little too Michael Jackson too me," I piped up.

"Shut up. No one asked you," Bob spoke coldly. What the fuck was this guy's problem? "So why'd you bring the college clowns Ricky?" Bob asked. Gerard and I exchanged glances. Gerard did not look impressed. We were so not clowns.

"I brought them here because I knew you'd be able to help them. They're doing an assignment on your old apartment block and all that shit that went along with it. They're supposed to write a paper on it and hand it in to get graded. So I figured that since you used to live there and since these guys are totally awesome at what they do, I thought I'd try and set an interview up between you and them," Erica explained.

"Oh. Well, if it means that Ra-ichard and I can get back to what we were doing before you interrupted, then for you Erica, I will help them out. But you have to sit here and listen to the interview too," Bob told her.

"Ok. I will. Say, maybe Mikey would like to get to know Richard a little better. You could both watch tv while Bob, Frank, Gerard and I talk," Erica suggested.

A short while later, after Gerard and Mikey had received their coffee, I sat at the table with Erica, Bob and Gerard while Mikey went and sat on the couch with Richard.

"So, what did you need to know?" Bob asked Gerard and I.

 


Date: 2015-02-28; view: 517


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