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Hey I tried to update as soon as I could so here it is and I was ironicly listening to Gun. on repeat while I wrote this so I hope you guys like.
Gerard's POV:
"What!? Ray can't be missing."
"I can't find him Frank."
"Jesus Christ relax guys he's probably in his bunk like he usually is."
"Have you checked?"
"Fine Mikey I'll go check."
I get up and walk to the bunks to check for Ray. I don't know why Frank and Mikey are freaking out, he's probably laying in his bunk right now.
"Ray? Ray are you in here?"
No answer. Maybe he's listening to music or sleeping. I open the curtain to his bunk expecting to see him there, but instead I find it empty with a folded up piece of paper. I pick it up and unfold it to see what it is. As I start reading my eyes get blurry and my hands start trembling.
Hey guys, if your'e reading this I guess you started looking for me. Well you can stop now, your'e not gonna find me, or at least I hope you don't. Not until I'm done at least. This band doesn't need me anymore, nobody needs me anymore. You guys won't have a hard time finding a new lead guitarist, there are thousands of people who would love to be in this band, and deserve it way more than I do.
Gerard, I know that you hate me, and I deserve that. I just want you to know that I really am sorry for what I did. Without me around you and Frank will be much happier.
Frank, I'm sorry again for what I did, and I understand that you and Gerard are meant for each other. I know it's wrong but I still love you, which is one of the reasons I'm doing this, the other is to make Gerard happy.
And lastly Mikey, I care about you alot and I'm gonna miss you. Don't miss me though, I'm not worth it.
So I hope this fixes everything.
From, Ray
My tears drip onto the paper when I finish reading. My hands are shaking uncontrollably and my heart is pounding. Yeah I was angry at Ray, but not to the point that I would want him dead. I was wrong I should have swallowed my stupid fuckin' pride and forgiven Ray. He apologized and he meant it.
"Gerard, is he in there?"
I walk back out into the living area, with the paper in hand.
"No Mikey, you were right, but we have to go find him."
"I know, what's in your hand?"
Tears streaming down my face, and my hands still shaking, I hand him the paper.
"Frank you should read it too."
He looks at me questioningly and moves next to Mikey to read it. As they read it they both start crying. When Frank finishes he comes over to me and hugs me tightly.
"Oh Gerard, this is all my fault."
I try to pull out of the hug to look at him but he won't let go.
"Frank what are you talking about? This is obviously my fault . If I had just forgiven Ray he wouldn't have done this."
"It's my fault because I don't love him."
"Guys it's neither of your faults okay? Can we stop wasting time and start looking for him before we loose him forever?"
Frank sobs quietly into my shoulder for a few minutes before he slowly pulls away rubbing his eyes.
"Mikey's right we have to find him, fast, but where would he go?"
"I don't know Gerard. I checked his dressing room but he wasn't there. Do you have any ideas Frank?"
"Let's check his laptop, maybe it will lead us to whear he is."
"Okay good idea. Do you know where it is?"
"Under his bunk."
Me and Mikey follow Frank back to Ray's bunk to look for his computer. Frank looks under his bunk and finds it, and we all sit around it while he turns it on.
"Damn it."
"What happened?"
"He has a password."
I think for a minute then take the computer from Frank.
"What are you-"
"I know his password."
"How?"
"Trust me."
I put the computer on my lap and type 'Frank Iero' into where it says password and hit enter. After a few seconds of loading the computer is logged on and I pass it back to Frank.
"What was the password?"
"Are you sure you really want to know?"
"Yeah, what was it?"
"....Frank Iero."
He stops looking at the computer and looks at me, and I nod to reinforce what I said. He doesn't say anything but looks back at the computer and starts clicking and typing.
"Frank how is looking through his computer gonna help us find him?"
"Because Mikey he could have been searching for stuff that can lead us to where he is like...this! He looked up the South Mapel Motel, and how to register a gun legally."
When Frank said this I got hopeful and sick at the same time. A sob escaped from Mikey.
"So can you find the address to the motel?"
"That's what I'm looking for now Gee, I"m trying to send a Mapquest to my phone."
While Frank messes around on the computer to get the Mapquest I get up and pull Mikey up. When I pull him up he collapses into my arms crying softly.
"Shhhh it's okay Mikes, it's gonna be okay. We're gonna find him and everything's gonna work out, don't worry"
I say that to Mikey but at the same time I wish someone was saying it to me. He pulls away and gathers himself.
"Your'e right Gee. I'm sorry, I should be stronger for Ray."
"It's okay, don't be sorry, we're all scared. Just come on get your coat."
"Okay."
I follow Mikey into the living area to get our coats on. Frank walks in a few moments after us with his coat already on and his phone in hand.
"I got the Mapquest to my phone and my phone has GPS."
"Okay great, how are we gonna get there all we have is the bus."
"My phone says the motel is seven minutes from here, we can probably make it if we run."
"Okay, let's go!"
Ray's POV:
The guy at the check in desk gives me dirty look as I walk up.
"Name?"
"Uh Ray Toro."
As soon as I said my name the guy at the desk, whose name I read was Sal, face softened, and even brightened.
"Hey I know you, Your'e in that band, My Chemical something."
"My Chemical Romance, yeah that's me."
"Yeah my daughter and her friends love you guys. Hey you know what I'll let you have the room for free if you give me your autograph for my kid.'
"Uhhh sure thanks."
"No thank you, my kids gonna love me forever. She loves everything about you guys, especially that Frerard crap."
At the mention of Frerard I remember what I came here to do.
"Yeah well here."
I handed him the paper and he handed me a key with a number 27 on it.
"Stay as long as you want."
"Yeah I'm sure it won't be that long."
I make my way down the hall to room 27 and unlock the door. The room looks how I guess most motel rooms look. Mustard yellow walls, deep green carpet, off white bedding, with cheap fake wood furniture, and a plastic lamp on the nightstand. Well at least I won't feel bad about messing this place up. I walk over and sit on the bed, and take out my gun, and my picture of me and the band. I look at the picture and remember all the great times I had with them. From the time Gerard first called me to start the band, to us all running around the Na Na Na music viedo set. In the picture we're all smiling, which is unusual because in our pictures we normally look all serious. Mikey has his hand in my 'fro and Gerard has his arm around Frank. A tear slips out as I realize that Frank and Geard really were meant for each other. This picture was taken when the band was still in it's 'Three Cheers' stage so even Bob is in the picture. I was so stupid not to see that even back then they were perfect. The way Gerard is holding Frank, plainly shows how much he cares about him. I look at the picture for a little while longer and put it down when I see my tears drip onto it. I set the picture onto the nightstand and put the gun in my hand. I just hold the gun and stare st it for a while. Am I really doing the right thing? Of course I am, this is gonna make things better for everyone, even me. I shakily pick up the gun and press it against my temple. I hold it there crying and my hand shaking like crazy, and just when I'm about to pull the trigger, the door to my room burst open. Suddenly I'm facing Gerard, Frank, and Mikey.
"Don't do it Ray, please. I'm sorry I forgive you."
Gerard's POV:
"What!? Ray can't be missing."
"I can't find him Frank."
"Jesus Christ relax guys he's probably in his bunk like he usually is."
"Have you checked?"
"Fine Mikey I'll go check."
I get up and walk to the bunks to check for Ray. I don't know why Frank and Mikey are freaking out, he's probably laying in his bunk right now.
"Ray? Ray are you in here?"
No answer. Maybe he's listening to music or sleeping. I open the curtain to his bunk expecting to see him there, but instead I find it empty with a folded up piece of paper. I pick it up and unfold it to see what it is. As I start reading my eyes get blurry and my hands start trembling.
Hey guys, if your'e reading this I guess you started looking for me. Well you can stop now, your'e not gonna find me, or at least Ihope you don't. Not until I'm done at least. This band doesn't need me anymore, nobody needs me anymore. You guys won't have a hard time finding a new lead guitarist, there are thousands of people who would love to be in this band, and deserve it way more than I do.
Gerard, I know that you hate me, and I deserve that. Ijust want you to know that I really am sorry for what I did. Without me around you and Frank will be much happier.
Frank, I'm sorry again for what I did, and I understand that you and Gerard are meant for each other. I know it's wrong but I still love you, which is one of the reasons I'm doing this, the other is to make Gerard happy.
And lastly Mikey, I care about you alot and I'm gonna miss you. Don't miss me though, I'm not worth it.
So I hope this fixes everything.
From, Ray
My tears drip onto the paper when I finish reading. My hands are shaking uncontrollably and my heart is pounding. Yeah I was angry at Ray, but not to the point that I would want him dead. I was wrong I should have swallowed my stupid fuckin' pride and forgiven Ray. He apologized and he meant it.
"Gerard, is he in there?"
I walk back out into the living area, with the paper in hand.
"No Mikey, you were right, but we have to go find him."
"I know, what's in your hand?"
Tears streaming down my face, and my hands still shaking, Ihand him the paper.
"Frank you should read it too."
He looks at me questioningly and moves next to Mikey to read it. As they read it they both start crying. When Frank finishes he comes over to me and hugs me tightly.
"Oh Gerard, this is all my fault."
I try to pull out of the hug to look at him but he won't let go.
"Frank what are you talking about? This is obviously my fault . If I had just forgiven Ray he wouldn't have done this."
"It's my fault because I don't love him."
"Guys it's neither of your faults okay? Can we stop wasting time and start looking for him before we loose him forever?"
Frank sobs quietly into my shoulder for a few minutes before he slowly pulls away rubbing his eyes.
"Mikey's right we have to find him, fast, but where would he go?"
"I don't know Gerard. I checked his dressing room but he wasn't there. Do you have any ideas Frank?"
"Let's check his laptop, maybe it will lead us to whear he is."
"Okay good idea. Do you know where it is?"
"Under his bunk."
Me and Mikey follow Frank back to Ray's bunk to look for his computer. Frank looks under his bunk and finds it, and we all sit around it while he turns it on.
"Damn it."
"What happened?"
"He has a password."
I think for a minute then take the computer from Frank.
"What are you-"
"I know his password."
"How?"
"Trust me."
I put the computer on my lap and type 'Frank Iero' into where it says password and hit enter. After a few seconds of loading the computer is logged on and I pass it back to Frank.
"What was the password?"
"Are you sure you really want to know?"
"Yeah, what was it?"
"....Frank Iero."
He stops looking at the computer and looks at me, and I nod to reinforce what I said. He doesn't say anything but looks back at the computer and starts clicking and typing.
"Frank how is looking through his computer gonna help us find him?"
"Because Mikey he could have been searching for stuff that can lead us to where he is like...this! He looked up the South Mapel Motel, and how to register a gun legally."
When Frank said this I got hopeful and sick at the same time. A sob escaped from Mikey.
"So can you find the address to the motel?"
"That's what I'm looking for now Gee, I"m trying to send a Mapquest to my phone."
While Frank messes around on the computer to get the Mapquest I get up and pull Mikey up. When I pull him up he collapses into my arms crying softly.
"Shhhh it's okay Mikes, it's gonna be okay. We're gonna find him and everything's gonna work out, don't worry"
I say that to Mikey but at the same time I wish someone was saying it to me. He pulls away and gathers himself.
"Your'e right Gee. I'm sorry, I should be stronger for Ray."
"It's okay, don't be sorry, we're all scared. Just come on get your coat."
"Okay."
I follow Mikey into the living area to get our coats on. Frank walks in a few moments after us with his coat already on and his phone in hand.
"I got the Mapquest to my phone and my phone has GPS."
"Okay great, how are we gonna get there all we have is the bus."
"My phone says the motel is seven minutes from here, we can probably make it if we run."
"Okay, let's go!"
Ray's POV:
The guy at the check in desk gives me dirty look as I walk up.
"Name?"
"Uh Ray Toro."
As soon as I said my name the guy at the desk, whose name Iread was Sal, face softened, and even brightened.
"Hey I know you, Your'e in that band, My Chemical something."
"My Chemical Romance, yeah that's me."
"Yeah my daughter and her friends love you guys. Hey you know what I'll let you have the room for free if you give me your autograph for my kid.'
"Uhhh sure thanks."
"No thank you, my kids gonna love me forever. She loves everything about you guys, especially that Frerard crap."
At the mention of Frerard I remember what I came here to do.
"Yeah well here."
I handed him the paper and he handed me a key with a number 27 on it.
"Stay as long as you want."
"Yeah I'm sure it won't be that long."
I make my way down the hall to room 27 and unlock the door. The room looks how I guess most motel rooms look. Mustard yellow walls, deep green carpet, off white bedding, with cheap fake wood furniture, and a plastic lamp on the nightstand. Well at least I won't feel bad about messing this place up. I walk over and sit on the bed, and take out my gun, and my picture of me and the band. I look at the picture and remember all the great times I had with them. From the time Gerard first called me to start the band, to us all running around the Na Na Na music viedo set. In the picture we're all smiling, which is unusual because in our pictures we normally look all serious. Mikey has his hand in my 'fro and Gerard has his arm around Frank. A tear slips out as I realize that Frank and Geard really were meant for each other. This picture was taken when the band was still in it's 'Three Cheers' stage so even Bob is in the picture. I was so stupid not to see that even back then they were perfect. The way Gerard is holding Frank, plainly shows how much he cares about him. I look at the picture for a little while longer and put it down when I see my tears drip onto it. I set the picture onto the nightstand and put the gun in my hand. I just hold the gun and stare st it for a while. Am I really doing the right thing? Of course I am, this is gonna make things better for everyone, even me. I shakily pick up the gun and press it against my temple. Ihold it there crying and my hand shaking like crazy, and just when I'm about to pull the trigger, the door to my room burst open. Suddenly I'm facing Gerard, Frank, and Mikey.
"Don't do it Ray, please. I'm sorry I forgive you."
Chapter 10
Gerard's POV:
"What!? Ray can't be missing."
"I can't find him Frank."
"Jesus Christ relax guys he's probably in his bunk like he usually is."
"Have you checked?"
"Fine Mikey I'll go check."
I get up and walk to the bunks to check for Ray. I don't know why Frank and Mikey are freaking out, he's probably laying in his bunk right now.
"Ray? Ray are you in here?"
No answer. Maybe he's listening to music or sleeping. I open the curtain to his bunk expecting to see him there, but instead I find it empty with a folded up piece of paper. I pick it up and unfold it to see what it is. As I start reading my eyes get blurry and my hands start trembling.
Hey guys, if your'e reading this I guess you started looking for me. Well you can stop now, your'e not gonna find me, or at least I hope you don't. Not until I'm done at least. This band doesn't need me anymore, nobody needs me anymore. You guys won't have a hard time finding a new lead guitarist, there are thousands of people who would love to be in this band, and deserve it way more than I do.
Gerard, I know that you hate me, and I deserve that. I just want you to know that I really am sorry for what I did. Without me around you and Frank will be much happier.
Frank, I'm sorry again for what I did, and I understand that you and Gerard are meant for each other. I know it's wrong but I still love you, which is one of the reasons I'm doing this, the other is to make Gerard happy.
And lastly Mikey, I care about you alot and I'm gonna miss you. Don't miss me though, I'm not worth it.
So I hope this fixes everything.
From, Ray
My tears drip onto the paper when I finish reading. My hands are shaking uncontrollably and my heart is pounding. Yeah I was angry at Ray, but not to the point that I would want him dead. I was wrong I should have swallowed my stupid fuckin' pride and forgiven Ray. He apologized and he meant it.
"Gerard, is he in there?"
I walk back out into the living area, with the paper in hand.
"No Mikey, you were right, but we have to go find him."
"I know, what's in your hand?"
Tears streaming down my face, and my hands still shaking, I hand him the paper.
"Frank you should read it too."
He looks at me questioningly and moves next to Mikey to read it. As they read it they both start crying. When Frank finishes he comes over to me and hugs me tightly.
"Oh Gerard, this is all my fault."
I try to pull out of the hug to look at him but he won't let go.
"Frank what are you talking about? This is obviously my fault . If I had just forgiven Ray he wouldn't have done this."
"It's my fault because I don't love him."
"Guys it's neither of your faults okay? Can we stop wasting time and start looking for him before we loose him forever?"
Frank sobs quietly into my shoulder for a few minutes before he slowly pulls away rubbing his eyes.
"Mikey's right we have to find him, fast, but where would he go?"
"I don't know Gerard. I checked his dressing room but he wasn't there. Do you have any ideas Frank?"
"Let's check his laptop, maybe it will lead us to whear he is."
"Okay good idea. Do you know where it is?"
"Under his bunk."
Me and Mikey follow Frank back to Ray's bunk to look for his computer. Frank looks under his bunk and finds it, and we all sit around it while he turns it on.
"Damn it."
"What happened?"
"He has a password."
I think for a minute then take the computer from Frank.
"What are you-"
"I know his password."
"How?"
"Trust me."
I put the computer on my lap and type 'Frank Iero' into where it says password and hit enter. After a few seconds of loading the computer is logged on and I pass it back to Frank.
"What was the password?"
"Are you sure you really want to know?"
"Yeah, what was it?"
"....Frank Iero."
He stops looking at the computer and looks at me, and I nod to reinforce what I said. He doesn't say anything but looks back at the computer and starts clicking and typing.
"Frank how is looking through his computer gonna help us find him?"
"Because Mikey he could have been searching for stuff that can lead us to where he is like...this! He looked up the South Mapel Motel, and how to register a gun legally."
When Frank said this I got hopeful and sick at the same time. A sob escaped from Mikey.
"So can you find the address to the motel?"
"That's what I'm looking for now Gee, I"m trying to send a Mapquest to my phone."
While Frank messes around on the computer to get the Mapquest I get up and pull Mikey up. When I pull him up he collapses into my arms crying softly.
"Shhhh it's okay Mikes, it's gonna be okay. We're gonna find him and everything's gonna work out, don't worry"
I say that to Mikey but at the same time I wish someone was saying it to me. He pulls away and gathers himself.
"Your'e right Gee. I'm sorry, I should be stronger for Ray."
"It's okay, don't be sorry, we're all scared. Just come on get your coat."
"Okay."
I follow Mikey into the living area to get our coats on. Frank walks in a few moments after us with his coat already on and his phone in hand.
"I got the Mapquest to my phone and my phone has GPS."
"Okay great, how are we gonna get there all we have is the bus."
"My phone says the motel is seven minutes from here, we can probably make it if we run."
"Okay, let's go!"
Ray's POV:
The guy at the check in desk gives me dirty look as I walk up.
"Name?"
"Uh Ray Toro."
As soon as I said my name the guy at the desk, whose name I read was Sal, face softened, and even brightened.
"Hey I know you, Your'e in that band, My Chemical something."
"My Chemical Romance, yeah that's me."
"Yeah my daughter and her friends love you guys. Hey you know what I'll let you have the room for free if you give me your autograph for my kid.'
"Uhhh sure thanks."
"No thank you, my kids gonna love me forever. She loves everything about you guys, especially that Frerard crap."
At the mention of Frerard I remember what I came here to do.
"Yeah well here."
I handed him the paper and he handed me a key with a number 27 on it.
"Stay as long as you want."
"Yeah I'm sure it won't be that long."
I make my way down the hall to room 27 and unlock the door. The room looks how I guess most motel rooms look. Mustard yellow walls, deep green carpet, off white bedding, with cheap fake wood furniture, and a plastic lamp on the nightstand. Well at least I won't feel bad about messing this place up. I walk over and sit on the bed, and take out my gun, and my picture of me and the band. I look at the picture and remember all the great times I had with them. From the time Gerard first called me to start the band, to us all running around the Na Na Na music viedo set. In the picture we're all smiling, which is unusual because in our pictures we normally look all serious. Mikey has his hand in my 'fro and Gerard has his arm around Frank. A tear slips out as I realize that Frank and Geard really were meant for each other. This picture was taken when the band was still in it's 'Three Cheers' stage so even Bob is in the picture. I was so stupid not to see that even back then they were perfect. The way Gerard is holding Frank, plainly shows how much he cares about him. I look at the picture for a little while longer and put it down when I see my tears drip onto it. I set the picture onto the nightstand and put the gun in my hand. I just hold the gun and stare st it for a while. Am I really doing the right thing? Of course I am, this is gonna make things better for everyone, even me. I shakily pick up the gun and press it against my temple. I hold it there crying and my hand shaking like crazy, and just when I'm about to pull the trigger, the door to my room burst open. Suddenly I'm facing Gerard, Frank, and Mikey.
"Don't do it Ray, please. I'm sorry I forgive you."
Chapter 10
Gerard's POV:
"What!? Ray can't be missing."
"I can't find him Frank."
"Jesus Christ relax guys he's probably in his bunk like he usually is."
"Have you checked?"
"Fine Mikey I'll go check."
I get up and walk to the bunks to check for Ray. I don't know why Frank and Mikey are freaking out, he's probably laying in his bunk right now.
"Ray? Ray are you in here?"
No answer. Maybe he's listening to music or sleeping. I open the curtain to his bunk expecting to see him there, but instead I find it empty with a folded up piece of paper. I pick it up and unfold it to see what it is. As I start reading my eyes get blurry and my hands start trembling.
Hey guys, if your'e reading this I guess you started looking for me. Well you can stop now, your'e not gonna find me, or at least Ihope you don't. Not until I'm done at least. This band doesn't need me anymore, nobody needs me anymore. You guys won't have a hard time finding a new lead guitarist, there are thousands of people who would love to be in this band, and deserve it way more than I do.
Gerard, I know that you hate me, and I deserve that. Ijust want you to know that I really am sorry for what I did. Without me around you and Frank will be much happier.
Frank, I'm sorry again for what I did, and I understand that you and Gerard are meant for each other. I know it's wrong but I still love you, which is one of the reasons I'm doing this, the other is to make Gerard happy.
And lastly Mikey, I care about you alot and I'm gonna miss you. Don't miss me though, I'm not worth it.
So I hope this fixes everything.
From, Ray
My tears drip onto the paper when I finish reading. My hands are shaking uncontrollably and my heart is pounding. Yeah I was angry at Ray, but not to the point that I would want him dead. I was wrong I should have swallowed my stupid fuckin' pride and forgiven Ray. He apologized and he meant it.
"Gerard, is he in there?"
I walk back out into the living area, with the paper in hand.
"No Mikey, you were right, but we have to go find him."
"I know, what's in your hand?"
Tears streaming down my face, and my hands still shaking, Ihand him the paper.
"Frank you should read it too."
He looks at me questioningly and moves next to Mikey to read it. As they read it they both start crying. When Frank finishes he comes over to me and hugs me tightly.
"Oh Gerard, this is all my fault."
I try to pull out of the hug to look at him but he won't let go.
"Frank what are you talking about? This is obviously my fault . If I had just forgiven Ray he wouldn't have done this."
"It's my fault because I don't love him."
"Guys it's neither of your faults okay? Can we stop wasting time and start looking for him before we loose him forever?"
Frank sobs quietly into my shoulder for a few minutes before he slowly pulls away rubbing his eyes.
"Mikey's right we have to find him, fast, but where would he go?"
"I don't know Gerard. I checked his dressing room but he wasn't there. Do you have any ideas Frank?"
"Let's check his laptop, maybe it will lead us to whear he is."
"Okay good idea. Do you know where it is?"
"Under his bunk."
Me and Mikey follow Frank back to Ray's bunk to look for his computer. Frank looks under his bunk and finds it, and we all sit around it while he turns it on.
"Damn it."
"What happened?"
"He has a password."
I think for a minute then take the computer from Frank.
"What are you-"
"I know his password."
"How?"
"Trust me."
I put the computer on my lap and type 'Frank Iero' into where it says password and hit enter. After a few seconds of loading the computer is logged on and I pass it back to Frank.
"What was the password?"
"Are you sure you really want to know?"
"Yeah, what was it?"
"....Frank Iero."
He stops looking at the computer and looks at me, and I nod to reinforce what I said. He doesn't say anything but looks back at the computer and starts clicking and typing.
"Frank how is looking through his computer gonna help us find him?"
"Because Mikey he could have been searching for stuff that can lead us to where he is like...this! He looked up the South Mapel Motel, and how to register a gun legally."
When Frank said this I got hopeful and sick at the same time. A sob escaped from Mikey.
"So can you find the address to the motel?"
"That's what I'm looking for now Gee, I"m trying to send a Mapquest to my phone."
While Frank messes around on the computer to get the Mapquest I get up and pull Mikey up. When I pull him up he collapses into my arms crying softly.
"Shhhh it's okay Mikes, it's gonna be okay. We're gonna find him and everything's gonna work out, don't worry"
I say that to Mikey but at the same time I wish someone was saying it to me. He pulls away and gathers himself.
"Your'e right Gee. I'm sorry, I should be stronger for Ray."
"It's okay, don't be sorry, we're all scared. Just come on get your coat."
"Okay."
I follow Mikey into the living area to get our coats on. Frank walks in a few moments after us with his coat already on and his phone in hand.
"I got the Mapquest to my phone and my phone has GPS."
"Okay great, how are we gonna get there all we have is the bus."
"My phone says the motel is seven minutes from here, we can probably make it if we run."
"Okay, let's go!"
Ray's POV:
The guy at the check in desk gives me dirty look as I walk up.
"Name?"
"Uh Ray Toro."
As soon as I said my name the guy at the desk, whose name Iread was Sal, face softened, and even brightened.
"Hey I know you, Your'e in that band, My Chemical something."
"My Chemical Romance, yeah that's me."
"Yeah my daughter and her friends love you guys. Hey you know what I'll let you have the room for free if you give me your autograph for my kid.'
"Uhhh sure thanks."
"No thank you, my kids gonna love me forever. She loves everything about you guys, especially that Frerard crap."
At the mention of Frerard I remember what I came here to do.
"Yeah well here."
I handed him the paper and he handed me a key with a number 27 on it.
"Stay as long as you want."
"Yeah I'm sure it won't be that long."
I make my way down the hall to room 27 and unlock the door. The room looks how I guess most motel rooms look. Mustard yellow walls, deep green carpet, off white bedding, with cheap fake wood furniture, and a plastic lamp on the nightstand. Well at least I won't feel bad about messing this place up. I walk over and sit on the bed, and take out my gun, and my picture of me and the band. I look at the picture and remember all the great times I had with them. From the time Gerard first called me to start the band, to us all running around the Na Na Na music viedo set. In the picture we're all smiling, which is unusual because in our pictures we normally look all serious. Mikey has his hand in my 'fro and Gerard has his arm around Frank. A tear slips out as I realize that Frank and Geard really were meant for each other. This picture was taken when the band was still in it's 'Three Cheers' stage so even Bob is in the picture. I was so stupid not to see that even back then they were perfect. The way Gerard is holding Frank, plainly shows how much he cares about him. I look at the picture for a little while longer and put it down when I see my tears drip onto it. I set the picture onto the nightstand and put the gun in my hand. I just hold the gun and stare st it for a while. Am I really doing the right thing? Of course I am, this is gonna make things better for everyone, even me. I shakily pick up the gun and press it against my temple. Ihold it there crying and my hand shaking like crazy, and just when I'm about to pull the trigger, the door to my room burst open. Suddenly I'm facing Gerard, Frank, and Mikey.
"Don't do it Ray, please. I'm sorry I forgive you."
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