Love Is Insanity

"Okay, so what set list are we going to have?" Mikey said, and we all began to get comfy on the green plush bean bags. I looked around, and saw a bunch of guitars in the corner of the room, with mics and their stands. It made me think back to the time where i used to be deadly jealous of Mikey and Ray's guitar playing. The instruments were hung up on a rusty black rack, and looked neglected, along with a cream coloured guitar with Pansy written on it in bold glittery itallics. I smiled, and could guess that this guitar must of been one of the very few items he had chosen to take with him. It must of meant a lot to him, and it certainly somewhat reflected his personality.
"Im not sure, this is going to need some thought." I said, bringing myself out of my thoughts. It took us a while, but we ended up deciding to do a set list from our Projekt Revolution Tour. It was crazy wild, and definetely bled all the different shades from the revenge era. It reminded me of how wild and rebellious we had been on the tour itself, and made me miss that aspect of performing slightly. To be fair, i couldn't wait to get back on that stage with a new album, and blast it out to the fans like a crazed child.
"You were mad on that tour Gerard, i even remember it myself!" Ray had said whilst we were setting up our equitment. "I remember the time you nearly swallowed that microphone, whilst giving it a blow job at the same time." We all laughed at that comment, and i too remembered it clearly. The excitement and terror of performing had been known to overtake me, and when i was on stage, i was seen as a different character. I would run across the stage, jumping, falling and swearing like no one was watching. I think the best part up there, is that you just couldn't give a shit. All eyes were on you, and in the moment, you would just lose control of how ridiculous you were acting.
"I think you'll have to prepare yourself if we do make another album, and go on tour to promote it. I will get my sass on straight, and completely fuck up the stage." I retorted.
"I'm sure you will, especially as Frank will be becoming a new member, i'm sure you'll have some fun with him on stage too!" I turned away slightly, and felt my cheeks heat slightly.
"Don't tease Mikes!" He laughed, and Ray joined in too. I was completely losing all hope of trying to cover up my affections now.
After some more mockery, i took to the mic, with my fingers clasping tight around it. The two boys were behind me with their glistening guitars held near their waists.
"Ready boys!" I looked back, and they both nodded in unison. In that moment, my head swished back around, and my lips came in collision with the mic.
"1-2-3-4!" I screamed, and the acoustic anthem of This Is How I Dissapear filled my ears with bliss. It took over me, and i suddenly had a blast of energy as i started to sing the song. Throghout the all the songs, we never stopped playing, and only stopped for short breaks like we would on stage, to grab some water, and make a little speech. It felt like i was their in front of an audience, and it showed in my performing, when i pulled the mic out of its stand, and ran along the room with it. Mikey and Ray were loving it too, and every so often, i would run over to them, and let them sing a line with me. In some songs, they were on their knees strumming the guitar, or yelling into the mic. I loved all of the time and music we were sharing, and had definetely shared some tears with Cancer and Helena. When we had played the whole set list, we were breathless. Mikey, Ray and i had all high fived, and hugged, the strong pant of our breaths heavy on our huge smiles.
"You were wild Gee." Mikey had breathily spoke, sitting in the bean bag with his fifth glass of water. "I'm so glad you have lost that entertainer aspect."
"Yeah definetely. I believe that tonight, your gonna be even more crazy, and we're going to shake that hall silly." We sat back, with our feet up, and continued talking before the show. The evening had came along fast because time flies by when your having fun. We were all wearing typical rugged clothing instead of preen suits. To remind ourselves of our last successful album, we were wearing a marching band outfit. We had on a tight fitting black jacket with silver buttons, with a lace trim leading outwards from it. With it we wore some black pants and scuffed trainers. Mikey suggested that i wore some white powder on my face, to enphasise the fact that i was a hospital patient.
"All good and ready?" Ray had asked, when we were heading in the large modern concert hall. We all nodded back, and stepped inside the building, our hearts racing. I wished Frank could be here tonight, however, the doctors had told us not to visit him today, because he was feeling quite tired and drowsy. I hoped to see him tommorow though, and get some quality time out of it. I just had to imagine him in the audience to keep me calm, it worked off stage, so why not on stage too?
"You look spiffing if i may say so!" Mikey had remarked, after we had finished touching up our clothes in the prep room. He imitated a British accent, and we had giggled back with his remark.
It was 7:00, and time for us to take to the stage. The atmosphere was tense, and i could feel the others shaking behind me, as i was too. As i climbed the stairs to head on, i looked bac.
"Nervous?" Mikey spoke.
"Uh-huh.." He placed a hand on my shoulder, and rubbed on it gently.
"You'll be fine, were all just as scared as you. Just be the person you always are whilst performing, my amazing elder brother!" I had blushed at that comment, and dropped my head in embarassement. I couldn't think of what to say to compliment him back, but just turned my head, and waited for our call.
"And now ladies and gentleman, please welcome the long awaited act..My Chemical Romance!" I heard a ear piercing sound of screams, and suddenly felt more light hearted, reminded myself that some fans were obviously here to see us. With that thought, we stepped onto the stage, and i took a bow, before grabbing the mic harshly in my hands, and yelling out loud.
"How are you doing San Diego?" I let the mic swing out to the audience to hear a reply of screams, and crazed shouts of: 'I love you!" and "Amazing!" I could only laugh back, and then continue my lines, knowing i'd be SO breathless by the end of this gig.
"Now im sure some of you know us.." Many shouted back, and made my heart fuzzle at the thought of having people who still remembered us. I still needed to keep my cool though, so i carried on.
"Ok so if you don't, were My Chemical Romance. A bunch of MotherFuckers from New Jersey! I don't know about you, but we came here to se eyou have a hell of a good time. So let me hear you have some fun out there tonight, hey? Good, that's the way i fucking like it!" My wild side was beginning to take over, and i was loving the shouts, and buzz that was coming from it.
We began to play straight into our first song, which went perfect, with a lot of the crowd singing back every word. I couldn't of imagined it any better, for i was suprised that there would be anyone here who actually knew us, let alone knew all the words to our songs. With every song, came a higher charge of electricity to my energy. We were laughing, and tearing up with some of the songs we belted out. The boys behind were enjoying themselves too, and having fun with the stage. It was all tongue and cheek with our crowd, and just being in a small room, gave of a beautiful intimate feeling, which i loved. We were interacting with them all night, and i just hoped that i had helped at least one person whilst we were up there.
"Thank you so fucking much for your prescence here tonight! You've been a cracking audience, and we wish we could of replayed this over again! We hope you have a great night...goodbye!" The lights flashed out in a boom, and the noise of the crowd became reduced to suttle conversation. As we walked off i could hear Ray and Mikey chuckling in the background, and once they got off stage, were recreating the scene from the car the other day. I decided to stay backstage for a bit before heafing out and interacting, but just with that thought, someone came in to the prep room. He was fairly tall, with brown hair that glistened. He wore a tight suit, and a dashing grin on his shiny face.
"Hello, i hope you don't mind me intruding here for a moment. My Chemical Romance right?" The man spoke in a low pitch voice, and Mikey and Ray stood to attention at the sound of his voice.
"Y-yes, we are." I spoke, a bit astonished of why he was here, and how on earth he got in through the locked door.
"Well, me and my company watched your show, and have seen many in the past. And-"
"Wait, i recognise you! Your the co-manager for Reprise Records." Mikey blurted out, but i shushed him in a hurry.
"Um, yes indeed i am..i'm not sure how you found that out. Anyway, we are in love with your music, and album concepts, and were wondering if you would like to sign a record label with us. We would love to help you with your future successes." All of our faces lit up at once, and we looked at eachother before turning back to the man in his full pride and glory.
"U-um, w-well, we'd be delighted to!" I blurted out, sure that i didn't have to ask the other members if they wanted to. Their reaction after he had wanted to sign us proved enough.
"Im very glad of it." He laughed out, after seeing the smiles on our faces. "I know it's slightly sudden, and i will be fine with it if you disagree, but would you like to perform a concert tommorow. We are fine with the set list you performed today, and believe that the crowd we have prepared for you are great." I turned to Mikey and Ray behind me, and saw them both nod in agreement. I felt slightly rushed, but i knew how much it meant to them and me to get back on track with everything.
"Of course!" He clapped his hands together after my reply.
"That's just great. You will be performing after Fall Out Boy, and Mindless Self Indulgence, at 6:30. We'd prefer if you'd arrive to prepare around 4:00 to 4:30, but it's your decision."
"We'll get there on time to be sure, we cant wait!" He shook our hands after, and lt out a jolly laugh before leaving us lost for words.
"Hell yes!" Mikey said, and we all high fived at once. It felt kind of strange experiencing a milestone withought Frank, and although i was so happy, my heart sunk a little not being with Frank. I wanted him to be hear to know about this, and share my happiness. I'm sure he would be dozing off now, and bored out of his mind. It killed me when i felt a gap missing in my heart when he wasn't near, and it felt like a space could be filled tommorow at our concert. He was way too ill though, and i'd be suprised if he actually turned up to see us tommorow. I would still call him tommorow before the show, and ask how he was, and tell him about everything. I'd sure be happy out of my mind if i could see him in the audience tommorow.

Notes

*Frank will be turning up soon, and there will be some Frerard action i promise. I've made you wait a long while! Anyway, thank you for the many reads i've recieved, i never expected to recieve so much attention in so little time <3