*Frank's POV*

"So, I was wondering if you would like to come over tonight. Please you need to come over tonight," Mikey begged into the phone.
"No! Because Gerard will be there!" I exclaimed.

Mikey was trying to get me to go to his house for band practice but I didn't want to go. Gerard would be there and who knows what he would do to me now? I still have no clue what I did in order to make him not talk to me for the past could of days.

"No, no, Gerard's not here. I kicked him out of the band. I also heard you sing so would you mind being the singer?" Mikey explained.
"Uh okay..." I sighed. "When do I show up?" I asked.
"Just start walking now, don't bring your guitar, Ray has two of his here," Mikey explained.

I agreed and hung up the phone before I yelled a goodbye to whoever was in my house and started to walk down the street to the Way's house. I arrived at Mikey’s house pretty quickly and smiled as Mikey opened the front door and welcomed me in. Mikey grabbed my wrist and dragged me into the kitchen

"What the fuck Mikey!" I heard a yell from the kitchen and recognized the familiar mess of red hair.
"You told me he wasn't here!" I yelled.
"yeah, but you two need to talk, and figure everything out." Mikey said.
"I'm not talking to him. Or you. You two are fucking assholes," Gerard said and got up out of the dark wooden chair in the kitchen.

He stood up and pushed past us before walking out the front door and slamming it loudly.

Notes

hey all

okie so I updated yeaaahh
Oh and title for this chapter from fake your death by mcr yeah! c:

okay uhm anything exciting happened? nope.

okay byee
xo shay

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