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December 13th, 2003
Today is the day I finally leave the house to do something besides walk. I am going to the guys show tonight and although I should be excited, I am not. I am, however, nervous. So far I have chewed all my nails off. I don't know what to wear, he said to dress in something comfortable but, what does that mean? Sweats?

Flipping through the clothes in my closet I picked out a plain back shirt which, I might add, I had ripped a few holes in and a pair of fitting jeans. The only shoes I have are my chuck's but they will do. I did decide to do something different with my hair. Instead of pulling it back into the usual bun, I let it down, I will say this, I love my hair. It's not pin straight but it's not extremely curly either. It is somewhere in between and it was very long.

After I was finished, I walked downstairs and sat down on the couch. I was about to flip on the T.V. when someone knocked on the door.

I opened it, "Hey Gee, you're a little early"
"I thought we could swing by Starbucks and get some coffee."
I smiled, "Of course, I haven't had Coffee in ages!"
He laughed at my excitement over coffee, "You couldn't drink any there, I take it?"
"Nope, not unless it was instant and completely cold. That might have been my fault." I stated lowering my gaze to the floor.
"How in the hell could you have caused that?"
"Long story. Did you know that fresh coffee can actually cause severe burns?"
He didn't say anything, he just stared at me like I was insane.
"Yeah, me neither.", I added while shutting the door and following him to his car.

We got out coffee fix and were on our way to the club when he finally spoke again.

"So, you'll be on the stage with us."
"What?!"
"Not singing or anything. It was Frank's idea really. You get to watch the show from beside the stage"
"Oh, wonder why he did that?!", I replied sarcastically.
"Vi, we are all just worried. We don't want to lose you again."
"You know what, maybe I should just go back home. Wouldn't want yall to have to worry about me lighting the stage on fire!"
"Don't be like that! Damn, you never changed did you? Still stubborn as hell."
"Fuck you"
"Violet, just come with us tonight and enjoy the show. I'm sorry for fighting with you. Truce?"
"Sure, why not. "

When we finally got to the club I wasted no time finding Frank and a drink. At the rate I was going I would be completely hammered by the time it was over. That's what I wanted.

"Frankie, thanks for getting me side stage", I stated with a frown.
"You got the best seat in the house, Vi, don't bitch about it. "

He walked off and they started their set. They played all the songs I knew and a few new ones. One I really liked went something like:
And we'll all dance alone to the tune of your death
We'll love again, we'll laugh again
And it's better off this way

I was head banging and flailing around all over the place. I never even noticed them screaming my name.

"Violet, are you drunk?!", Gerard screamed after coming off the stage.
"Ummm..defineee drunk", I lgiggled.
"Frank! Violet's hammered!"

Frank walked over and grabbed me by the arm.
"Owww!"
"What the fuck, Vi?! You're not supposed to drink, remember?!" He yelled.
"I was kinda boreded.. ya know. So I had a couple of drinkss"
"Come on, we are going home"
"I wanna ride with GeeGee!", Frank's eyes bugged out.
"He probably doesn't want you to ride with him."
"Sure he does, Hey GeeGee take me home", I whined.
"Sugar, that's a terrible idea. We both know how you get.", He whispered.
"I'll be good. I promise. Pleasssseee"
"Fuck! Fine. I'll give her a lift home Frank, she will probably pass out by the time we get there. You and Jamia were going to her house anyway, right?"
"Yeah we were going to, are you sure you can deal with this?", what is frank so worried about? I thought.
"I'm sure. You and your lady friend have a good time and don't worry Violet is in good hands."

He put his arm around my waist for support as we walked to his car. When we finally got there he helped me into the passenger's seat and climbed into the other side.

"Vi, what are we going to do with you?", He smiled.
"Well ya know, I could think of a few things", I scooted to the middle seat and leaned on his shoulder.
"No, no. None of that. You're drunk."
"So...", I grinned and before I knew it my hands were undoing his belt.
"Vi, stop.", I continued, "Violet! Stop you are drunk!"
"Fine then, grumpy pants." I scooted back to my original seat
"Don't get all huffy. I just don't want to take advantage of you."
"i'm peachy, thank you."

When we finally arrived at my house I was a little more sober. He walked me to the door and followed me into the house. I'm not sure why, probably to make sure I was okay. I smiled at the thought.

"Well, I gotta get going. We have some work to do with the upcoming album tomorrow. You gonna be okay?"
"Yeah, thanks Gee."
"Anytime, Vi."
He leaned over to give me a hug, when he pulled away something came over me. I pulled his face to mine and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. He smiled and kissed me back. Then it started getting rougher. He had me pushed against the back of the door. Our tongues danced and he started moving his hands on my hips. Knew where this was going and I liked the idea. But suddenly he stopped.

"We can't do this. Not again. I have to go", He placed one last kiss on my swollen lips and walked out the door.

"Shit. Shit. Shit", I slid to the floor., "What did I just do?"