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Found Another Way

Going Down Route Guano

i get into the limo and watch as bob bryar gets in with the biggest smile on his face. this is the first time we actually met considering i never got a chance to see him. my mouth is freaking wide as possible and i just stare at him until he laughs.

"didn't your dads tell you it's impolite to stare?"

"didn't anyone ever tell you i have no idea where im going in a punk outfit with BOB FUCKING BRYAR driving me?!"

"no actually."
we both kinda laugh and stay silent the whole ride. for some reason i don't really object to going somewhere unknown. i sit back and rest my eyes while i listen to some soft music in the background.

by the time i wake up, bob was actually trying to wake me up. " Blanca, wake up!" "where are we?" " it's a surprise, but were here. im gonna go and open the door, but you have to promise me that you'll keep your eyes closed until told to do so. deal?" "deal."

i turn and face my door and close my eyes. i can literally hear air while bob goes and opens my door. i feel a hand pull me up, so i take two steps forward and im forced to stop.

i hear birds chirping by and i feel someone put another hand in my right one. all of a sudden, piano notes start to play. not just any notes, the notes my mom used to play as my dad would sing the words-

when i was a young girl,
my father took me into the city
to hear my favorite band.
he said ' girl, when you grow up
would you be the savior, of the broken, the beaten,
and the dammed?!"

my eyes open wide as i see Gerard, frank, dad, lynz, and bob appear out of nowhere playing their instruments so beautifully. i start to look around and see where i am: next to mikey at city hall. i look and see don, jimmy, chantal, and the kids dressed in punk wedding clothes throwing rice and confetti at me. i look next to me and i see mikey: gorgeous mikey. his long hair combed back just like in his black parade days: all black suit, bandanna and rocking some guy-liner too.

"wow, you look- " we say at the same time, just breath taken by the sight of our wedding. our wedding. it suddenly hit me that ray planned my wedding. before i could talk the guys pull mikey away to the front where i see something crazy. the priest smiles a familiar smile that says ' i love the way you look tonight' i get shocked by the person heading towards me sticking an inviting hand out

"mom... dad..."

Notes

im trying to finish this as quickly as possible guys, sorry for the neglect!

Comments

sure! ill try and make you an author

@PartyGhost

Lovers-Rage Lovers-Rage
5/18/14

I'd like to help

PartyGhost PartyGhost
5/17/14

@BADWOLF
Um your welcome? Lol

Lovers-Rage Lovers-Rage
5/4/14
OMFG ITS BOBBB!!!!!!!! IM SO HAPPY IM CRYING!!!! I LOVE UUU
BADWOLF BADWOLF
5/4/14

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