Fallyn's POV
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The band only got half an hour to do a soundcheck because the van had gotten stuck in traffic.
Within minutes of us arriving Mikey, Ray and Frank had their guitars Bob was behind his drum kit and Gerard had a microphone in his hand.

I got to sit on stage while they went over some different songs and would occasionally have to stop so the sound tech could fix up any problems.
This fucking amazing, I could die happily just from watching them do a sound check.

Watching them actually perform is probably going to kill me, ironically I can live with that.
It still confused me why Frank thought I could be a guitarist, I'd never be able to do what he could.
As I thought this he hammered away on his guitar as if he were on stage in front of their fans right now.
I'd love to be able to play the guitar like he did though.

Even if I didn't like large crowds or most people it'd make me happy to perform songs on a regular basis. Seeing the world while touring, influencing people through my words and saving the lives of those who needed help.

I wanted to do the precise same thing that My Chemical Romance did nearly every day. I might not be able to see the value in my own life but I was able to see the value in others.
Hundreds of kids would hurt themselves or suicide because of the careless words of others who wielded their tongue like a person with an itchy trigger finger and a gun.

I didn't try to kill myself because of the stupid words of a high school bitch who was in dire need of a personality fix and a wet wipe to remove the makeup.
I didn't know anyone to start a band with though.

Well I did know, Gee, Mikey, Ray, Bob and Frank but they were obviously unavailable when it came to forming a band with someone.
I also don't have any skills required to start a band.

There was no chance of me singing, I couldn't play the drums and the only thing I did know how to play was the guitar and that was only a little bit.
I could only play four or five songs, max.

Maybe I should take Franks guitar lessons more seriously.
Or better yet I should tell him that I was considering becoming a guitarist, if I got any better.

The band played the last couple of notes from Hang 'Em High and I clapped while they put down their instruments.

"You guys can stop now. Ten minutes till the doors open and twenty 'til you're on."
They didn't have a support band tonight and would be going straight on, that's why Gerard had been in such a rush to get everyone here on time.
I followed the band off the stage into the wings as staff came out and set up more amps, speakers and stuff like that.

Frank refused to give anyone Pansy, keeping his guitar with him, afraid that a roadie might drop the much loved object or 'her'.
This is going to be great, if only Katelyn could be here with me...

"I'm so pumped!" I looked at Frank who was practically bouncing on the balls of his feet, it wasn't hard to tell he was charged up to hit the stage and unintentionally hurt everyone.
Frank looked really cute with the bright look on his face and the growing excitement gleaming in his eyes, he noticed me looking at him and gave me a grin, I blushed because I'd been caught staring.

His eyes were definitely darker than I was used to seeing them, they were usually a golden hazel color but they'd turned almost brown.
He might have mood ring-like eyes that would change depending on his level of excitement.

"My hearts beating really fast." I accidentally said the self observation out loud and got some looks from the band.

"Try not to faint if you can help it. I don't want you to miss the concert." Gerard said before taking a sip from a Starbucks cup that someone had given him.

"I'm not missing this for anything in the world." I grinned at him while trying to think of something that would slow my pulse down.

I took a few deep breaths and calmed myself a bit then a staff member yelled out that the doors were about to open and it wouldn't be much longer until show time.
My heartbeat went back up in seconds.

"You look like you're freaking out a bit, here, drink something." Frank tossed me a Red Bull and I looked at it with a smile on my face.

"Do you realize what you just said? It was practically. 'Hey your heart is beating a bit fast, drink this caffeinated sugar to calm yourself down.' Thanks though." Frank laughed and sat on Gerard who possessed the only chair. I cracked open the can of Red Bull and took a sip, I'm not going to drink much it'll keep me awake and paranoid all night if I drink the whole thing.

"Rocket scientist Frankie strikes again." Ray laughed as he sat against a wall with his own can of caffeinated sugar. I giggled a bit and took another sip from my can as the human clock staff member announced that it was eight minutes 'til they're on.

The suspense of seeing them perform was killing me and I gave up all hopes of calming my heart rate.

"Fronkie, have you been drinking? You smell like booze." Frank cocked an eyebrow and held up his Starbucks cup.

"Only a little bit, I got nervous. Sue me." With a sigh Gerard took Franks cup and give him his.

"You have hardly eaten anything today and you'll get drunk. Try and water down the alcohol with some coffee. Plus we all agreed to stop drinking before concerts for now." Frank got off Gerard's lap with the cup of coffee in hand.

"I had good reason." He said before sitting on the ground next to Mikey and I.

"Oh, is that right?" Gee didn't sound like he'd be impressed no matter what excuse it was that Frank came up with.

"Yes, that is right." He replied while taking a drink from the cup of coffee that smelt really strong to me who didn't drink it much.

"Please tell me and everyone else why you were drinking then." Frank didn't seem like he was drunk but he did seem to be a little happier than usual.
My guess was that he was on the verge of being drunk.

"I did it to hold off the hunger till later on." What? Did Frank have an eating disorder or something? If he was hungry he could have eaten on the bus or ordered something from room service.

"Okay if that's your reason but don't be so careless, the drunk performance days are over." Frank nodded and took another drink from Gerard's coffee cup that was now his.

"Start getting geared up guys, you're on in four." The band stood up, left their drinks on the ground and began to make final adjustments to their clothes.
I sat there confused about what I was supposed to be doing with my Red Bull in hand.

"Did you bring your mobile?" Gerard asked as he pulled the MCR armband up his sleeve. I got the iPhone out of my pocket and held it in the air for him to see.

"Can I have it for a second?" I gave him the mobile and he looked at it for a moment and pushed some buttons before a flash from the camera made me jump and nearly spill the Red Bull on my leg.

"What was that for?" It sounded like I was accusing him of hitting me or something to that affect. I hadn't expected him to take a photo and I was startled.

"I'm taking some photos so you can think of this if you ever find yourself standing on the railing of a bridge again." With that he took a photo of Mikey, Ray and Frank who smiled for the camera
That's right, Mikey Way smiled, for real this time.

"Three minutes 'til you're on guys." The time announcer said while Gerard took more photos of the band. He'd chosen a really bad time to start taking pictures of everyone.

"Hey, Mack. Do you mind taking a picture for me?" The time guy who was apparently called Mack stopped and took my mobile from Gerard. A couple of seconds later there was a great group photo of Gee, Mikey, Ray, Bob, Frank and me.

"You only have two minutes left now. Frankie, Ray and Mikey, get your guitars. Bob, here are your drumsticks and have you put your earpiece in yet Gerard?" I stood away from the action as the band made any last minute preparations before they went on stage.

Ray and Frank played a some chords on their guitars, double checking to make sure they were in tune.
Mikey polished his glasses as if his life depended on it.
Bob twirled his drumsticks around in his hand and Gerard paced the busy floor, getting avoided by the staff and occasionally sipping what had to be the sixth can of Red Bull I'd seen tonight.

"One minute!"
I watched from the wings as an MC stepped onto the stage, mic in hand and the crowd went from loud to almost deafening.

"This is it, the time is eight thirty and you are all here are you all ready for sweet revenge?! Give it up for My Chemical Romance!" As they walked onto the stage each one of the guys gave me a smile, especially Frank who gave me a huge grin.

The crowd roared and I don't think that I've heard anything louder in my whole life.
"Hello, Seattle! We have a very fine looking crowd tonight. Look at all you sexy beasts."
Did Gerard drink before going onstage? I'd never hear him talk like this before.

"Let's kick it off with a little song called I Never Told You What I Do For a Living."

"Stay out of the light. Or the photograph that I gave you. You can say a prayer if you need to or just get in line and I'll grieve you. Can I meet you, alone?! Another night and I'll see you, another night and I'll be you. Some other way to continue, to hide my face!"

This is really happening, I'm actually seeing My Chemical Romance live and it's even better than I thought it would be.

"Another knife in my hands, a stain that never comes off. The sheets, clean me off, I'm so dirty babe! The kind of dirty where the water never cleans off the clothes. I keep a book of the names and those only go so far 'til you bury them. So deep and down we go.Touched by angels, though I fall out of grace. I did it all so maybe I'd live this every day."

Something beside me moved, I looked to the side and saw the air waver like heat coming off hot pavement.
What's going on?
There was the sudden feeling of something grabbing my hand and I sucked in a breath to scream, not that anyone would hear me with how loud the music was.

"Fallyn, stop its only me." Katelyn appeared through the wavering air and I let out my breath.

"What are you doing here?" I yelled over the volume looking around me to see if anyone had noticed the angel who'd appeared out of thin air.
Nobody noticed.

"I came here for you. We were supposed to go to the concert together so I'm here to experience this with you." My face spread into a smile as she gave me a hug and a grin.
I'll get to see My Chemical Romance with my best friend, this was unbelievable in the most amazing way.

"They let you out of heaven to come to a concert?" She laughed and adjusted the shirt and jeans she was wearing in place of her funeral dress.

"I'm not always in heaven, most of the time I'll be down here, checking up on you to make sure you don't get yourself in trouble."
It was my turn to laugh.

"You better not watch me in the shower."

"Eew, heck no." We giggled like we used to and I almost forgot that we were very different people now.
For example, she was dead and back from the dead all at once.
I on the other hand was temporarily living with a famous band I'd idolized for four years and was friends with each member.

"Happy late birthday." Katelyn gave me a sad smile and looked at My Chem who'd started their second song 'To The End'.

We unofficially ended the conversation and payed full attention to the songs and performance which was so awesome it was almost impossible.

"He calls the mansion not a house but a tomb, he's always choking from the stench and the fume. The wedding party all collapse in the room, so send my resignation the the bride and the groom." Frank turned towards the side of the stage and gave me a smile before turning back to the crowd.

"Can he see you?" I asked Katelyn who was beaming while watching the show, she'd wanted to see them as much as I have.

"No, just you."

"So everyone thinks I'm talking to air?" She giggled and nodded.
Great I'm now a crazy person, well, I think I already was considering that I'm talking to a guardian angel.

The concert continued as I'd dance, grin and occasionally sing along with Katelyn who knew all the words, like I did.
This is the best day ever.

The band got a chance to take a five minute break and came off the stage with huge grins on their faces. I had sweat invading my shirt from the inside out and my heart was beating so fast I felt like a human rabbit.
Katelyn still stood next to me and no-one noticed.
I kind of envy her invisibility power, thing a little bit.

If staying with MCR meant being able to go with them to these amazing, awesome, fucking incredible concerts on a regular basis then I was strongly considering it.
Gerard walked over to me with his black hair messed up and all over the place and his eyes wild in a 'I am the unholy living dead' sense.

"Fallyn, I was wondering, what's your favorite song that we've done?" He asked before taking a drink from a bottle of water that had appeared out of nowhere.

"I'd never be able to pick just one song, they all mean so much to me in many different ways." Gee nodded while Katelyn started babbling about a song even though I was the only person who could see and hear her.

"I didn't know that you sing." Frank told me as he drank from what I was pretty sure was my Red Bull.

"I don't and the only reason I was singing was because no one could hear me." Being with Katelyn and having her sing with me also made me forget that no one else noticed her.

"I could hear you easily." Well, that's fantastic, I never wanted anyone to hear me singing, especially any of the members of My Chemical Romance.

"You must have seen my mouth moving." It would be impossible for him to be able to hear me with how loud the music was. I only got a grin from Frank that said he had something on his mind that he'd likely be keeping to himself, I understood the look since I got it a lot.

"What do you think of the show?" Frank had taken off his guitar and was adjusting one of the dials. I was usually an introverted person around the guys but I couldn't help myself and bear hugged him with a huge grin on my face. I'm horrible at acting mature, after all I was a teen girl at her first concert seeing her favorite band, I'm suppose to be over excited.

"It's freaking awesome, just don't kill any of the other guys okay?" Frank laughed and nodded, I didn't know whether or not he was aware of how dangerous he could be on stage but he definitely understood what I was talking about right now.

"Is it free hugs day?" I jumped slightly at Gerard's voice and let go of Frank immediately, I don't know why but I feel slightly embarrassed.

"Haha, heck yes! I'm just telling Frank how great the concert is, it's amazing, I wish I could go to a thousand more!" I've already hugged Frank and was already thrilled to just be here so with Gerard standing there I threw my arms around him and almost ended up tackling him, the only reason he didn't fall over was the size difference between us, he's taller than me.

Gerard seemed surprised but steadied himself, laughed and hugged me back, I smiled into his shirt and the audience started calling for MCR to come back, he tightened his hug for a moment before letting go and patting me on the head.

"Two 'til you're back on!" The band put down any spare things they wouldn't need onstage and waited at the side of the stage for their cue to go back on.

"Thanks oh and one quick thing. Ray, Bob, Mikey and I have to do some stuff after the concert so Frank will take you back to the hotel. Are you cool with that?" Gerard asked as I made sure I was standing away from the side of the stage so no one in the audience would be able to see me.
I wonder what they'd be doing.

"Sure, no problem." Next to me the look on Katelyn's face changed dramatically, she'd gone from happy to frowning.
What was said that she didn't like?

"One minute and you're on!"
This was going to be the second half of the show then it would be over and the huge crowd would be going back to their comfy, bright home. I'd be going with Frank Iero back to a possibly haunted hotel that I really didn't want to stay at.

It's not hard to see the huge difference between normal people's lives and mine.
At some unspoken cue the band made their way back onto the stage, the screaming of the crowd seemed to shake the floor and I stood there, grinning like an idiot.

As they performed Cubicles, Kat's attitude changed and we ended up occasionally smiling at each other during the song.
It'd been the song that made us talk to each other for the first time.

"So I'll spend my time with strangers, a condition and its terminal. In this watercooler romance and its coming to a close. We could be in the park and dancing by a tree, kicking over blades we see. Or a dark beach, with a black view and pin-pricks in the velvet catch our fall."
At some point during the song I closed my eyes and allowed the world to disappear into oblivion around me, like I did at home with my oversized headphones.

This was more happiness than I've ever had in my whole life, I think I might start crying.
Maybe I died when I jumped off the bridge and this was actually heaven.
But My Chemical Romance wouldn't be performing in heaven, they're still alive after all.

Song by song they slowly made their way through Revenge and Bullets but no matter how happy I felt and that I had Katelyn next to me, singing at the top of her lungs while the song played, Cemetery Drive hurt my heart.

I love the song, the lyrics and everything about it but I'll always think of Katelyn when I hear this.
The song has been forever altered now.
The last note drifted off as I realized the concert was now over.

It had gone on for more than an hour but my dream world was shattered onto the ground and it would remain that way until tomorrow night.

"It has been so fantastic performing for you guys tonight and I'd like to do one last thing before we say see ya." I'd expected them to come off the stage immediately so I was surprised when Gerard continued to talk.

"I've got a friend and it was her birthday on this day last week."
What's he talking about and why does it sound so familiar?
The puzzle pieces of my brain snapped together in seconds.
It was my birthday at this time last week.

"She didn't get to have her birthday party and had no one to sing her happy birthday."

My heart started beating fast.
There was no doubt in my mind he was talking about me.
What the heck is he gonna do.
Katelyn was grinning next to me as if she already knew what was going to happen, which she probably did considering she knew my future.

"She didn't get any birthday presents or cake and it was her sixteenth, which sucks."
The whole band knew that I'd spent my birthday at Kat's funeral so I didn't have a party.
My mum had been gone for the whole day with her friends and there was no cake or gifts.
I was supposed to be spending the night at Katelyn's house, we were gonna make and eat a whole chocolate cake together.

"So I'd like to give her a late birthday surprise."
My heart got even faster, why was I getting an ominous feeling right now?
I wish I had a cigarette to keep my hands and mind busy.

"Fallyn, could you come out here please?" My eyes went wide as Gerard turned an gestured for me to come onto the stage.
Fuck no!
I can't stand in a fucking supermarket without freaking out. What are the chances of being able to stand on a stage in front of thousands of people?

It became hard for me to breath and Katelyn just stood next to me with a smile on her face.
She knew all along that he was going to do this, if she wasn't dead already I'd kill her right now.

"I'm not going out there." I fiercely whispered at her as she tried to push me towards the stage.

"You have to, it's a crucial part of your destiny and do you want to make Gee look bad when you run off?"
I froze, I really didn't want to cause him any trouble and Kat knew it.
My legs somehow managed to unlock themselves as she pushed me to the side of the stage.
I probably look like I'm miming being shoved by someone right now.

Frank took his hands off his guitar and came to the curtain I was pitifully attempting to camouflage myself against.
Please don't make Frank Iero have to drag me onstage.
I closed my eyes as Kat's hands left my back and Frank grabbed my hand with his red gloved one.

"Please don't kill Gee after this, he did it with good intent and he wasn't there when you spazzed in the mall." Frank whispered to me as my heart rate increased from more than the panic that was threatening to eclipse any reasonable thought.

My body left the safe area of backstage and I took a couple of steps into the bright stage that had more people in front of it than I'd imagined.
Some people cheered as Frank almost had to drag me on and I repeated a chant of 'right now I want to kill them' over and over in my head.

I don't even look cool like they do, with special makeup or awesome clothing.
Frank left me standing next to Gerard and I had to almost lock my legs into place so I'd stay there and not run away.

"This is, Fallyn and I'd like it if everyone would help me sing Happy Birthday to her."
My face went bright red, please don't anyone start singing.
This is a really crappy dream and I'm going to wake up any moment on the bus and we won't be booked into a creepy hotel and Frank won't have just dragged me onto the stage so I could get sung Happy Birthday.

Where the fuck was my guardian angel when I needed her!?
I looked to the side of the stage to see Kat standing there with a huge smile on her face and my iPhone in her hand.

Traitor!

I hoped that she could read minds and know how betrayed I felt that she'd let them take me onto the stage.
Frank started playing Happy Birthday on Pansy.
Nope I don't want any singing from Gerard, the crowd or anyone else that felt like singing a birthday song to me.

"Happy birthday to you."
This isn't happening...

"Happy birthday to you."
The crowd joined in and my panic attack went up a whole 'nother level.

"Happy birthday, dear Fallyn."
Why is my mouth smiling!?
Mouth, what the fuck do you think you are doing right now!?!
Of course, you are a fucking traitor as well!

"Happy birthday to you!"
It finally ended and now I'd be able to retreat into a cave where I could spend the rest of my days in the darkness.

"For she's a jolly good, err, lady!"
Are you kidding me?! Another song?!
The audience didn't seem to mind.

"For she's a jolly good lady."
Maybe I could run off now and nobody would notice.

"For she's a jolly good lady!"
How many more fucking verses are in this song?!

"And so say all of us! Thank you Seattle and goodnight!"
The song was over and Gerard dragged me off the stage with him as the crowd cheered, not because the show ended but because of the great time they had.

My heart was still going at a thousand miles and hour, I'd never be able to stand in front of a crowd that big again.
Looks like I'll never be a guitarist.
Before I was given a chance to slap, maim, insult or do anything bad to Gerard, Kat stopped me.

"Fallyn, if you hurt him you'll feel horrible about it later on down the track. Here's your mobile by the way." I took the smartphone from her as she gave me a smile saying 'don't do anything stupid'. Through sheer determination I managed to stop myself from saying anything that would cause me guilt or regret.

"I have to go now, I've been here for too long and I have some things I need to do." Katelyn said and I felt my heart break slightly, this was the second time I'd seen her so I knew that she was real but I still freaked out at the thought of possibly never seeing her again.

"I'll miss you, you'll come back soon, right?" She better or heaven would have hell to pay.

"You'll have a hard time getting rid of me." Kat chuckled and gave me a small hug before disappearing back into the wavering air that had showed up before she showed up.

I looked at the iPhone screen and saw she'd recorded Gerard singing Happy Birthday to me while I stood there looking more like a deer in the headlights than a human should be able to.
Now that I wasn't stuck in front of thousand of people I thought what they'd done was really nice and thoughtful.

It was a good idea for me to hold my tongue when I wanted to yell my head off at them for being morons. The guys were standing near a wall excitedly talking while taking sips from the drinks they had before the show started.

My stomach rumbled and I remembered that I hadn't eaten anything since four this afternoon and it was now eleven at night.

"Did you like the show?" Ray asked as I walked over to them and tried to erase any remaining anger from being dragged on stage.

"Yeah it was awesome, much better than I thought it would be." I was telling the truth and I became more self assured that I'd put the stage incident away in a draw to be dealt with later.

"What was your favorite song?"

"I think it would have to be I'm Not Okay. I'm a sucker for anthems of the outcast" Gee smiled at me and I smiled back even though I'd wanted to punch him in the face only two minutes ago.

"Ray, Mikey, Bob and I are gonna head off now. I'm gonna get some takeaway as well, I'm thinking pizza." My stomach growled loudly and I tried to muffle it by putting my hands over it.

"Pizza it is." Gerard laughed and finished off his drink then threw it into the bin which it hit with a loud clatter.

"Make it vegetarian, Fallyn and I can split one and you guys can eat whoever."
I gave Frank a grateful smile for thinking about my eating habits.
I'd almost forgotten to mention to Gee not to get one with meat or seafood on it.

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Gee, Ray, Mikey and Bob said see-ya and got into a taxi while Frank suggested that we walk back, even though he'd be taking Pansy.

"What if someone tries to mug us?" Frank had won the very short argument we had over whether or not it would be a good idea to walk.
We weren't far from the hotel by foot, maybe ten or fifteen minutes at the maximum so it wouldn't be like hiking all the way back to the hotel.

"Then I'll stop them." Surprisingly there weren't many people around, despite that we'd just come out of a fully packed My Chemical Romance concert.

"How are you going to stop them? Have you got a knife, gun or some equally dangerous weapon I'm unaware of?" I wasn't trying to be a bitch, I was trying to be to the point.

"Even more dangerous, me." I'm not sure if he was joking or not, Frank could be completely serious for all I knew, he was one of those kinds of people.

"What are you going to do? Hit them with Pansy?" He gave me a horrified look as if I'd been serious.
I knew that he'd never risk his guitar like that by any stretch of the imagination, he loved it too much.

"I've got my ways."

"Mikey and Gerard?" He laughed at my very crappy joke that he probably thought was crap as well.

"What did you think of the surprise earlier? It was Gee's idea, he thought you'd like it." I didn't like it at the time but now that I wasn't on a stage in front of thousands of people I was warming up to the idea.

"I kinda wanted to brutally murder all of you for a bit, I'm more okay with it now." I smiled slightly to show him that I had no hard feelings. It's really dark out here, even with all the city lights.
My sneakered feet marched quietly through the snow and I entertained myself by breathing into the air and watching my breath turn into a puff of white.

I still had a stupid grin plastered to my face as the concert played over and over in my head.
I still can't believe I got to see My Chem live, it was so freaking awesome.
Next to me Frank adjusted his guitar which was in a soft case and hung across his back so it would be easier to carry.
He pulled out a packet of cigarettes and I remembered he smoked.
I did too but for him it was legal and for me it was, well, the opposite of that.

"Do you smoke?" He asked and I looked at him as he pulled out a cigarette and lit it up, it's bright red ember glowed against the dark night.

"Yeah, I prefer drinking though." The look on Frank's face said that he was unaware of my self destructive habits.

"You're only sixteen." I laughed into the cold air and watched as my breath came out in more white puffs.
Was Frank gonna lecture me while he stood there with a cigarette in hand and an earlier admission of drinking alcohol?

"I said it before on the bus, I'm living life on a day to day basis. Lung cancer and liver disease doesn't bother me. For all I know I'll kill myself tonight and that will be the end of me forever." Yep, there was still a chance I might kill myself, even though Kat had been sent down to stop me, it was my life to take and control, not the heavens.

"Fine, I won't bitch. You can have one if you're willing to risk Gee finding out and having a spazz." I took a cigarette from Frank and he lit it from me, part of the reason I smoked wasn't because I was addicted or wanted to look cool, it was me daring death to try and take me.

"Gee smokes too, why would he be angry?" I took a puff of the cigarette and breathed the smoke into the night air.

"In case you haven't noticed he can be a epic hypocrite."

"Everyone has to have their flaws, if we were all made of only virtue then the art of striving for your best and perfection would be lost." That sounded way more profound than I meant for it to.
I had a feeling that we were getting closer to the hotel because I'd started to get a creeped out vibe, either that or someone's following Frank and I right now.

"What's your flaw then?" I puffed on my cigarette as I thought, what is my flaw?
There's probably much more than one, I'm a very screwed up person with no way of fixing myself.

"It would be my intense dislike of people, I'd rather spend an afternoon in my room with a cd and a book than go to a party. It's that or when I say too little or too much, there's no in between." There were countless more things that I could mention but I don't think Frank would care much.

"So what's it like for you to hang out with us all day, everyday?" I watched him walking for a moment, kicking up snow with hair hanging in his face and a cigarette hanging out the side of his mouth.
There is no doubt in my mind that he was gorgeous.

"I like you guys, you're different." It sounded like I was insulting them by saying that they were 'special'. He laughed a little bit as some ash from the tip of his cigarette fell to the the ground and mixed with the snow.
He definitely thought I was calling them 'special'.

"Okay, what's my flaw?" Nothing came to mind straight away, he was too perfect to be easily labeled with a imperfection.
I said the first thing my gut told me, it had never been wrong before.

"Sometimes you listen to the words of others over that of your heart. You know you should do what feels right to you but somehow you're able to convince yourself they're right and you're wrong." I had have no idea if I was right and went for the first thing my mind told me.
He nodded and dropped his finished cigarette into the snow, mine was almost done as well.

"You're right, I will do that, I'm even aware of it but I still make myself believe their words are truer than my beliefs." As Frank talked I noticed the sad smile on his face that I wasn't used to seeing, I didn't like it and wanted to make him happy again so it'd go away.

"You are a very sweet guy and you'll find someone one day who will never make you doubt yourself." Frank's smile changed, not much but it looked a little happier.

"What about you, do you believe Mr. Right is in your future?" I almost laughed, I didn't talk to enough people to know whether or not I'd met mister right.

"It's easier for me to be hopeful for others than myself sometimes." I took one last puff of my cigarette, then it was finished and I dropped it into the snow.

"Well I hope that one day you'll find a guy who you'd rather hang out with than go to a party. I also hope that he'll appreciate everything you say whether its too much or too little." I gave Frank a smile, he was such a sweet, great guy, it won't be hard for him to find the right girl.

We'd spend the past couple of minutes walking past the hotels that led up to the one we were staying at.
The Bloody Evangeline.

"Looks like we're here." Frank sighed as we walked up to the glass doors and he held one open for me. I was cold but I couldn't find it in me to blame the snow, it was too soft, plushy and pretty. I thanked him and stepped into dimly lit lobby that gave me the creeps.

We went to the elevator and waited for it to come to the ground floor so we could go back to our rooms.
The elevator dinged, the doors opened and we stepped in.

Frank pushed the bottom for the top floor, the fifth floor and the elevator began to slowly make its way up the old building. I really didn't want to go back to my room and the intimidating, paranoia inducing vibe it gave off.

"What is it Gee and the guys are doing, I know that they're getting pizza but what else are they going out to do?" My stomach grumbled again at the thought of food and I laughed quietly.

"Nothing much, I think they had to talk with some guy about a music clip that we'll be filming." With Frank mentioning a music clip it made me even more aware that I was hanging out with My Chemical Romance.

"What song will it be?" He probably wasn't supposed to say anything and there'd been no mention of another music video on the net but it was worth a shot.

"I think that its gonna be Helena." My heart beat quickly, I've always wanted to see a music video with that song.

"Oops, Gerard told me not to mention it to anyone, but I don't think he'll care that I told you."
A grin spread across my face at the forbidden knowledge of their latest music video. I wouldn't be telling anyone though, it'd be betraying the bands trust.

The elevator dinged as we reached the top floor where the band and some other guests were staying. Frank and I walked to the end of the hall where our rooms were located. His was the furthest away from mine but he was still nice enough to walk me to my door.

I pulled the key out if my pocket and fitted it into the lock and twisted, there was the sound of the door unlocking and I glanced at the number plate on the door.
Will I ever get a fucking break?!

"Frank did you read the pamphlet, brochure thing that was in your hotel room?" I asked and he looked slightly surprised by the random question.

"Yeah, kinda creepy huh?" With a blank expression I pointed to the number plate on my door and he read it and his eyes went wide.

"You were the one that got 333. Life keeps on handing you lemons doesn't it?" That was an understatement, I hadn't noticed what my room number was before, I'd only noticed that it was at the end of the hall.

"Yeah it does. Do you think it would be a good idea to add some vodka to the lemonade I'm supposed to be making?" Frank laughed as I cracked open my door and stepped in.

"We can swap rooms if you want." That was nice of him to offer.

"You probably have all of your stuff unpacked, you shouldn't have to move rooms because of me." He didn't say anything but he knew I was right, I didn't want to inconvenience anyone.

"Well, if you need any help during the night then you could call room service, me or the guys when they get back." I planned to do that even if he didn't suggest it to me.
When it comes to supernatural stuff (with the exception of Katelyn) I was a huge coward who'd freak out at their own shadow. I said goodnight to Frank, we'd be eating pizza together when the guys got back but that would probably be a while off.

I pulled out my iPhone to light the room and closed the door behind me.
The matches were on the bench and I grabbed them along with one of the thirty or so candles that were scattered across the room.

All up I lit twenty, placing them in the kitchen, bathroom and all over the living room.
They did a good job of illuminating the darkness and I relaxed a little now that I wasn't surrounded by darkness on every angle. I went to my duffle bag and pulled out my pajamas so I could hang out by myself in comfier clothing.
Then I decided since I had access to a bath, why not enjoy it.

I filled up the huge, old, claw footed bathtub with hot water and bubble bath liquid that was complimentary. As I lowered myself into the bathtub I let out a sigh, it's been ages since I've had a bath, about three years.

My head fell back onto the headrest and I looked at Peanut who came strutting into the room and gave a chirp when she saw me.

"No cuddles right now sweetheart. I'm having a bath and trying to pretend this hotel isn't possessed or haunted." She huffed, chirped once more then left the bathroom.
If everyone in the world had access to a bubble bath twenty four seven then there would be no wars.

After a while in the bath the water turned cold and reminded me that it wasn't a good idea to live in a bathtub. After my bath I put on my pj's then went to the kitchen and turned on the kettle, to make a cup of tea.

Peanut ran around the room and hopped onto objects while the tea steeped and I couldn't help but laugh at her. Once I finished my cup of tea I fed Peanut using some mince meat that I'd brought with me from the bus, she chirped happily and once she'd gotten her fill, went to have a sleep on the bed.

Gerard would come and get me once they were back so I could have pizza, since that plan was foolproof in my mind, I decided to sleep in the meanwhile.
I went from room to room blowing out the candles leaving only the candle I was carrying lit.
Once warm, paranoid and snuggled up in the double bed I blew the candle out.
The darkness instantly reminded me I was a hotel on the most haunted list and in the worst room to stay in for it, 333.

With so much effort it was almost insane I forced myself not to think of anything and go to sleep.

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I woke up to the sound of someone knocking on the door and I let out a big yawn as I stood up.
Peanut woke up next to me and yawned then jumped onto the floor.
The room was still dark so Gerard must have gotten back and was coming to tell me, either that or the hotel owners were angry at me for some reason.

I lit four or five candles and shuffled over to the door with one in my hand.
To be sure that it was Gee I looked through the peephole and saw only dark, maybe that was broken too.

I unlocked the door and opened it to see absolutely nothing in the dim hallway, shivery feelings ran up my body and I closed and locked the door quickly.
That did not just happen, I'm not good at dealing with paranormal stuff and I don't want to. This is all a dream and I'll wake up any second, Gerard will be knocking on the door to tell me they're back and I'll go and have pizza.

I went into the bathroom to splash my face and clear my mind so I could chill the hell out like I needed to.The water poured into the sink and I splashed some of it onto my face and calmed considerably as the cold registered with my body.

Nope, no sudden sitting up in bed with a cold sweat going on, this is apparently my reality.
I don't like my reality currently.

Without fully realizing what I was doing my head turned to look at the bathtub, it was full to the brim.
I'm feeling pretty fucking positive that I emptied it when I got out of the bath.

Why the fuck is the water moving!?
Without waiting I backed out of the room and closed the door.

No, I don't like this, back to Kansas please.
The idea of clicking my heels together three times crossed my mind then I reminded myself half the stuff I do is stupid.
Peanut was still following me around and I glanced at the clock that sat on a side table.

It said 3:33.

I grabbed my mobile from its place next to the clock, no it's only half past one, I've been asleep for nearly two hours. This is not what I want to happen, I'm not the kind of person who gets thrills from this kind of stuff.
I'm not staying here, I'm going down to the lobby and I'll ask them to put me in a different room.
One that isn't fucking possessed.

The sounds of water sloshing came from the bathroom and I entered full scale panic mode.
No, no, no, I don't want this happening right now or at anytime during my life.
I heard water splash onto the floor and a headline saying 'fuck this' ran through my head.

I grabbed my phone from the bench, unlocked the door and began to jog down the hallway towards the elevator with Peanut running after me.
I pushed the buttons a couple of times as if it was gonna make the elevator appear faster.
A ding came and I let out a sigh, thank god for this thing.

The doors opened up and I nearly took a step into the elevator shaft.
Where the fuck is it!?

I saw a light at the bottom and wondered if it was my elevator.
The light began to move closer and upon closer inspection my mind concluded there is no fucking way I'm letting that light near me.

I stepped away from the open elevator doors that refused to close and watched as the glowing shaft got brighter as the lift got closer to this floor.
After some more steps I was in the hall that was lined with doors, some with lights glowing out underneath.

Lights that lit up this floors hallway began to flicker and my panic increased.
Please tell me that this happens to everyone who stays here, because I feel like I'm being targeted.

The sound of water sloshing came into the hallway and my heart beat so fast I thought it might suddenly stop. The previously flickering lights started to go out one by one and the strange glowing orb that was in the elevator shaft got closer.

I have to do something.
There is no way I'm going back to my room and I'm not staying here and waiting for the orb to finish using the elevator.

My eyes went to the stairwell located a bit down the hall.
Nope, doesn't work in horror movies, won't work for me.

The orb got closer.
Holy fuck, is that human hair?!?

Before my body knew what it was doing I sprinted down the hall towards the only place I would find safe, right now and whenever I felt scared.