Remembering All That Pain

I was finally able to leave the hospital, and I went to my house. Thankfully I own it, otherwise I would have been kicked out by now.
I walked in and saw that it was stunningly clean. All of the coffee cups that are usually on the table weren't there. I slowly walked into my room and what I saw hurt my heart. It was empty. The bed was made and all of Gerard's stuff was gone. I felt a tear spill over and run down my cheek.
I walked over to my laptop and opened it. I turned it on and waited for it to start up. When it did, I googled 'My Chemical Romance Black Parade Tour'. I looked and saw that they would be performing in New York tonight, then Jersey tomorrow night. I went to a ticket buying site and hoped my credit card would work still.
I was fortunately in luck, and bought tickets, and a meet and greet pass. I then looked up 'Gerard Way' and was greeted with hundreds of pictures. Some were a little weird and sexual, but the rest were amazing. He was all grown up now. He had released two previous albums, and now he was on his third one. He was married, and had a good life as far as I can tell.
I read an article about him dealing with drug addiction. I couldn't help but feel like it was because of me, but then I found out he was all better and over it.
I shut down my laptop, then went to look around my room. It felt so empty without all of his stuff here. I went to my closet and saw that all of my close were super small. I definitely wouldn't be able to fit them.
I went outside and decided against driving, and just walked to the nearest store.
I bought a few all black skinny jeans, and some band tees. I was walking through an aisle of clothes when I spotted and MCR one. It had the Black Parade marcher on it, so I got it. I figured I could wear it to the concert. I paid for everything, then headed back home.
I pulled out my ipod and put in my headphones. I wanted to hear what Gerard sounded like, so i went to YouTube, and listened to the full Black Parade album.

When it was over, I was in complete shock. He had come along way with his music. He sounded absolutely amazing, and I loved it. I listened to it over and over until I had memorized all of the words. All of the songs seemed to have a deeper meaning. I was hooked. MCR was definitely my new favorite band, and now I would get to see them.
I was very excited to see Gee perform, and see him again. I was kind of worried he wouldn't recognize me, though. My hair was now down to my shoulders and I had a small beard. I went and shaved of the beard, because I wasn't diggin' it, then came back and listened to Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge.

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