Remembering All That Pain

Tonight. Tonight. Tonight.
Tonight was the night I would be returning to Beliville to do a show. I know it's dumb to get worked up, but there was just so many memories there. All the places I went with Frank and all of the times when my family still loved me and didn't ditch me.
The only one who ever actually came back was Mikey. We're in a band now. A band called My Chemical Romance. We've gone quite far and will hopefully go further, but tonight.. tonight we perform in Belliville.
I got out of bed and went to the tour bus bathroom. I hopped in the shower and quickly washed, then stepped out and dried off.
Since the concert wasn't until tonight, I simply put on jeans and a Smiths shirt.
I walked into the common area and sat on a light grey couch next to Mikey. He was also in casual clothing and he was watching cartoons.
"You nervous to be back in Jersey?" He asked me and I looked at him.
"More than you could possibly imagine, Mikes." I told him.
The rest of the day until the concert went by quite quickly.
Soon I was in costume with a mic in my hands and I was laying on a hospital bed. They wheeled me out onto the stage and the lights came on, and I began the same Black Parade routine.
I did all my songs like I always do, but halfway through Welcome To The Black Parade, I spotted a bright pair of Hazel eyes. I stopped dead in my tracks, hoping and also fearing it would be Frank, but then I shook the idea out of my head and kept going. I finished the set, and was rushed offstage and to the meet and greet area where I sit for hours and meet tons of fans.
That's what I did, too. I met tons of fans. The line was almost gone, and then I would get to leave. I finished signing a picture for a young girl when I saw who was up next. It was the hazel eyes.
He had long brown hair and he was wearing a red and black flannel that covered up his arms. That was also a reason it was hard for me to tell if it was Frank. Frankie had sleeves, and hazel eyes had his arms covered.
He stepped up toward me and handed me a picture. I looked at his face for the first actual time. He had that small crooked smile and I could see his neck tattoo. I looked at the picture and signed it, then looked back up at him.
"I didn't know you woke up." I said and I could feel the tears forming in my eyes.
"Y-Yeah... I did. A few days ago. I didn't know if you would recognize me." He said. His voice sounded the same.
"I almost didn't. You look so different...Frank" He started to cry, and I knew I couldn't let him walk away like I knew he probably would. I looked down at the picture and put my number on it next to my signature. "Please...call me." I said as I handed it to him. He nodded and took it, then walked away.
I signed the rest of the pictures and hugged fans, then basically ran back to the tour bus to check my phone. I had two missed calls from Lindsey, my wife....... my WIFE. I can't do this with Frank. I can't leave Lindsey like that... but I still love Frank. He means the absolute world to me. I had to decide who I wanted to be with.. Lindsey or Frank.

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