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Everything I loved, went up in flames

Trying to tear me apart

23rd March 2013
I knocked one more time, getting impatient and angry the longer I stood in front of a closed door.
A while later, someone opened the door and I saw it was a very tired-looking Mikey.
“What do you wan- Billie? Is that you?” He looked at me and rubbed his eyes, shocked at who was in front of him.
“Yeah… can I come in? I want to talk to you and the guys,”
“Sure; come on through. Ray! Go and get Frankie and Gee; we have a visitor,” Mikey called to a man, curled up on the pull-out couch, almost falling asleep.
“Huh? Okay Mikes!” He called, standing up. He looked at me, standing awkwardly in the corner of the room and widened his eyes. “Billie! It’s been so long!” He ran up to me and pulled me into a bone crushing hug before running out of the room to get Frankie and Gerard; the person that I’d been dreading to see again.
A few minutes later, Ray walked back into the room, Frank and Gee following.
I pushed up against the wall so that they’d only see me if they looked my way.
“Don’t be shy,” Mikey said, noticing me squeezed in a corner, shaking like a leaf.
I walked forward a little as Frank and Gee turned round and gasped. “Hey guys. Miss me?” I smiled as Frank practically jumped on me.
“Yes yes yes! I can’t believe it’s been 3 years since we met at that concert,” Frank beamed, smiling adorably.
“I need to speak to you guys actually,” I said, my tone getting colder with every word I spoke.
“What’s wrong?” Mikey asked.
“What the hell do you think you guys are playing at; breaking up like that with no warning?!” I snapped my fingers. “How low can you fucking sink?!” I yelled, stopping there because I knew things would get out of hand if I went any further.
“We had no ideas! We’ve just released a new album but there’s nothing we can write without angering our fans!” Gerard yelled.
“I’ll go back on my promise then?!” I shouted back, showing him my scarred arms and he gasped.
That shut him up.

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