Found Another Way

"you want me back?!" i kinda shouted at them. they nodded in fear i might start over reacting. i always did as a kid, so i can understand. i can't focus on anything right now; i feel like i might pass out.

Mikey comes by the table and notices my face. "blanca, are you ok?" after that,shit gets fuzzy. i say shit gets fuzzy because i was so angry at this point, all i could do was curse.

I look at him with painful eyes and sweat beading down my face. he's so beautiful, he's so fuzzy... alot of things are fuzzy really. Like my parents holding my arms up steady. Like gerard and lynz coming over with faces i can't read. like frank and bob who catch me when i fall on the floor.

Like ray carrying me out with tears on his face. then, nothing's really fuzzy for a while.

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i wake up with clearer vision than before. i look around and see my parents asleep on one side; my dads and husband on the other. it's starting to sink in... i'm 16, married to an older man in my favorite rock band. his bandmates adopted me (including bob) and accept me as their daughter.

i have : 1 birth dad, 4 foster dads, 1 birth mom, 1 foster mom, 1 husband, and 2 different places to go. 1.big.decision.to.make

" i can so have a meltdown right now." "you already did."

i look up to see mikey at my side with dry tears. he looks like a freaking mess. "are you ok?" he laughs at my stupid question considering our spots right now.


"your in a hospital bed hooked up to tubes and you still ask if i'm ok? blanca, are you insane?!" "most likely, but i ask because my new husband looks like a fucking wreck. i might be in this bed, but i'll still save you tonight."

he takes my hand and holds it in his while smiling. with everything that has happened so far, we haven't actually gotten to do this.

i notice right next to frank there is a light blue acoustic. it's actually pretty fucking sparkly, so i try to get out of bed to grab it. the tubes and stuff come with me, and mikey tries to stop it. "you're not supposed to be moving" "that's only if i try to run a marathon, this is like 3 feet."

i grab it and get back in bed with success. it's gorgeous, and fits perfectly in my hands. i play a g chord and just soak in the way it sounds. this actually wakes everybody up, so i thought it would be time to show off.

"look alive sunshines!" they all just stare for like 5 seconds, then frank says "blanca, what the hell are you doing with that?! you can't even play!" "or so you think."

i grab the pick i had in my ponytail and begin to play. i started to play romance, their first song off of bullets and the one my dad told me won my mom at a talent show. that song is like family. half way through, i look around to see smiles on everyone's faces; no fear, no excitement, just happiness.

when the songs over, i look at frank and say "told you so!!!" everyone laughs and sorta just settles in, so now i really show off.

in the short time i had gotten by myself when staying with them, i learned prison on guitar and practiced my voice. right now, i was fuckin' ready.

i start playing, and i swear to god everybody's jaw drops. especially rays when i finish the solo on point. i even managed to get franks ending on key and all. at the end, i just say " ta da"

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when the guys bring me home, i head straight to my room. 5 minutes later, mom and dad show up. time to make a decision...

Notes

i do not know when the other author will update, but for now have this :)