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...And it ended with a need to live.
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My Chemical Romance. The lead singer, Gerard Way, always has and has had a way to make the crowd obey his every word. The last show in Montreal left the fans craving for more, wanting an other song, even after their return on stage for a few songs from their second album, Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge.
Loyal to their habits, the band played every song from their latest release, The Black Parade, as well as every member was dressed in the usual parade attire. It was a sight for sore eyes! The crowd went crazy when, during their hit song, 'Welcome to the Black Parade', confetti cannons were sent to full-blast. People, parents and teens alike, reached out in hopes of catching the little black and white rectangles.
Although some people on the ground were decieved when they saw that the bassist and brother of frontman, Mikey Way, was abscent, the band made up for it with an explosive and overwhelming-
I was already mentally going over what I would write for the newspaper as Gerard started singing the song I had loved so many years ago; I'm Not Okay. And I still laughed and screamed the words when Frank said the oh-so famous line, TRUST ME.
The fans around me were nuts; girl were screaming- no, SHREIKING the lyrics of the songs they knew by heart, others were dancing in circles while others smoked, jumped or danced.
When the band left the sdtage for the last time after performing a few songs off of Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge, I sighed in content. For once, I had been able to see them on stage, after that whole break-up story.
"Mom, that was AWESOME!!!" a tiny voice beside me screamed, a small hand tightly holding mine. "You rock, I LOVE YOU!" She added juping around like crazy.
"Aww, I love you too!" I said to her ear(since, obisouly, neither of us could hear much of anything since we were right in front of the speakers), and I dragged her through the crowd. We were heading outside, like everyone else, when a firm arm grabbed my own, a voice whispering something I couldn't catch, as I found myself being dragged to the side.
"The hell were you?!" the man laughed, plopping down on one of the seats in front of the stage. "I was looking everywhere for you! And figures I can't find you in a crowd; I mean, damn! You have fricking blood-red hair!"
"Shut up Alex." I laughed, my daughter jumping like crazy at my sides again. She OBVIOUSLY knew were all of this was going. Alex(aka, my husband) never dragged us away from the exitting crowd for nothing...
"So, liked the show?" He asked in mock conversation, making my daughter huff and puff, as she crossed her arms.
"We LOVED it, didn't we Ali?" I asked Alicia, my ten year old daughter, who simply nodded repeatedly and fervently, just wanting all this to be over with.
"Fye..?" I heard someone gasp at my right, after thirty long minutes had passe.d Long enough for everyone to get out of the place, leaving My daughter, husband and I to what we loved most.
"GERARD!!" Alicia cried like the crazy fangirl she was, running to said frontman in a big bearhug. Even THOUGH she didn't know him, and vice-versa .
"They told me someone was here to see me, I never thought that..." He started, but jsut laughed at the little ball of energy bouncing around at his feet. "So, what's your name?"
"Alicia! Alicia William Belmont!" She replied happily, visibly holding in her ecstatic and giddy laughter.
"Heh, well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Ali." Gerard smiled, and I could see that my daughter was about to faint on the spot, but then she ran to Alex, whispering several things to his ear.
"I'll wait for you in the car, Fye." Alex said, as Alicia waved back frantically both at Gerard and I.
"You can't imagine who happy she is. I swear, she's in love with you." I laughed, looking at my husband and daughter's retreating forms.
"I can see that..!" He laughed as well, as I finally turned my head back to him. "She yours?" He asked finaly, looking back up at the stage.
"Nope... We adopted her. A friend of mine saw her mother on the corner of a street somewhere in British-Columbia. Since she already has three boys, she figured that Alex and I would want to adopt." I said with somewhat of a sad smile, waving the fingers of my left hand, which was adorned of a silver and gold ring.
"So, I heard you were engaged?" I asked with a brighter smile, sticking my tongue out. "Olivia?"
"I hate it when you read my face." Gerard shrugged, just as someone tackled me from behind.
"Who the fuck..?!" I cried, finding that that someone hadn't TACKLED me to the ground as much as had decided that he was going for a piggyback ride. Which I WAS NOT giving. "Frank, get off." I sighed, letting said midget fall to the floor with a grunt.
"I love you too!" He shouted, and THEN tackled me in a hug. "My god, where the fuck have you been the last god-knows how many years?! We were all worried out of our effing skulls!"
"It's called having a life?" I laughed, as I saw an afro coming up behind the midget.
"...Who the hell's shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhiiiiiit! FYE?!"
"Say what?!"
"...Wow. She actually made it."
"What the hell is going ON?!" I cried, hitting my head agaisnt the side of the stage. Too many voices suddenly popping up.
"Wait. Bob. The HELL do you mean by 'actually made it?' I asked, glaring at the blode drummer.
"Uuuuh... I mean, uh, maybe I might'Ve forced your boss to write an article on us...? Maybe?" He chuckled nervously, before being noogied by Ray.
"And you didn't TELL US?!"
"I'M SORRY!"
"Say it!"
"No!"
"SAY IT!"
"Your mom's DA BOMB. HAPPY NOW?!"
I took a step back on that, laughing a tad bit nervously. And here I thought that they couldn't get any crazier. I guess I was wrong.
"So, where's mini-Way?" I asked, looking around, and effectively NOT seeing the not-so-little-anymore Way.
"Honeymoon." The others said in unison, Ray finally letting go of Bob.
And then insert the super adoring odler sister/mother/fangirl squeal. Well what? My little brother finaly got hitched! How could I NOT be happy when hearing that?!
"So did I." Frank said proudly, his chest rising with pride.
"Jamia?"
"Yep." Bob snickered, poking Frank's head, instantly delfating his ego. "I got hitched too." He added, and when I turned my head to Ray, he just shook his.
"The fro's still single and liking it." He laughed, when I found that a bottle of beer was shoved in my face.
"Just five more minutes." I sighed, as Gerard sat down with the biggest smile I'd seen him give anyone in a while.
~~~~~~~~~*~
"It was really good seeing you guys again." I said, a few tears streaming down my face.
"Hey, hey, don't cry..!" Frank shrugged, throwing his head back and waving his hands in front of his eyes. "Now my makeup's all runny!"
"You know, if you ever want to come backstage to an other one of our shows..." Gerard started, handing me an enveloppe. "Feel free to bring Alicia along." He smiled, as I kissed his forehead.
"I PROMISE I'll come WAY more often." I said with a sad smile, before getting up and pushing the chair away.
"It started with a desire to love..." Gerard whispered behind me.
"...and it ended with a need to live." I ended, as I opened the door, and closed it behind me.
As I climbed into a car, I threw the enveloppe to the back of the car, and when I heard Ali scream, I knew she was happy.
She'd be seeing a LOT more of MCR in the near future...
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Music-is-Life16
Chance
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Thanks you guys SO much for commenting and encouraging me to continue writing!! =D
Loyal to their habits, the band played every song from their latest release, The Black Parade, as well as every member was dressed in the usual parade attire. It was a sight for sore eyes! The crowd went crazy when, during their hit song, 'Welcome to the Black Parade', confetti cannons were sent to full-blast. People, parents and teens alike, reached out in hopes of catching the little black and white rectangles.
Although some people on the ground were decieved when they saw that the bassist and brother of frontman, Mikey Way, was abscent, the band made up for it with an explosive and overwhelming-
I was already mentally going over what I would write for the newspaper as Gerard started singing the song I had loved so many years ago; I'm Not Okay. And I still laughed and screamed the words when Frank said the oh-so famous line, TRUST ME.
The fans around me were nuts; girl were screaming- no, SHREIKING the lyrics of the songs they knew by heart, others were dancing in circles while others smoked, jumped or danced.
When the band left the sdtage for the last time after performing a few songs off of Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge, I sighed in content. For once, I had been able to see them on stage, after that whole break-up story.
"Mom, that was AWESOME!!!" a tiny voice beside me screamed, a small hand tightly holding mine. "You rock, I LOVE YOU!" She added juping around like crazy.
"Aww, I love you too!" I said to her ear(since, obisouly, neither of us could hear much of anything since we were right in front of the speakers), and I dragged her through the crowd. We were heading outside, like everyone else, when a firm arm grabbed my own, a voice whispering something I couldn't catch, as I found myself being dragged to the side.
"The hell were you?!" the man laughed, plopping down on one of the seats in front of the stage. "I was looking everywhere for you! And figures I can't find you in a crowd; I mean, damn! You have fricking blood-red hair!"
"Shut up Alex." I laughed, my daughter jumping like crazy at my sides again. She OBVIOUSLY knew were all of this was going. Alex(aka, my husband) never dragged us away from the exitting crowd for nothing...
"So, liked the show?" He asked in mock conversation, making my daughter huff and puff, as she crossed her arms.
"We LOVED it, didn't we Ali?" I asked Alicia, my ten year old daughter, who simply nodded repeatedly and fervently, just wanting all this to be over with.
"Fye..?" I heard someone gasp at my right, after thirty long minutes had passe.d Long enough for everyone to get out of the place, leaving My daughter, husband and I to what we loved most.
"GERARD!!" Alicia cried like the crazy fangirl she was, running to said frontman in a big bearhug. Even THOUGH she didn't know him, and vice-versa .
"They told me someone was here to see me, I never thought that..." He started, but jsut laughed at the little ball of energy bouncing around at his feet. "So, what's your name?"
"Alicia! Alicia William Belmont!" She replied happily, visibly holding in her ecstatic and giddy laughter.
"Heh, well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Ali." Gerard smiled, and I could see that my daughter was about to faint on the spot, but then she ran to Alex, whispering several things to his ear.
"I'll wait for you in the car, Fye." Alex said, as Alicia waved back frantically both at Gerard and I.
"You can't imagine who happy she is. I swear, she's in love with you." I laughed, looking at my husband and daughter's retreating forms.
"I can see that..!" He laughed as well, as I finally turned my head back to him. "She yours?" He asked finaly, looking back up at the stage.
"Nope... We adopted her. A friend of mine saw her mother on the corner of a street somewhere in British-Columbia. Since she already has three boys, she figured that Alex and I would want to adopt." I said with somewhat of a sad smile, waving the fingers of my left hand, which was adorned of a silver and gold ring.
"So, I heard you were engaged?" I asked with a brighter smile, sticking my tongue out. "Olivia?"
"I hate it when you read my face." Gerard shrugged, just as someone tackled me from behind.
"Who the fuck..?!" I cried, finding that that someone hadn't TACKLED me to the ground as much as had decided that he was going for a piggyback ride. Which I WAS NOT giving. "Frank, get off." I sighed, letting said midget fall to the floor with a grunt.
"I love you too!" He shouted, and THEN tackled me in a hug. "My god, where the fuck have you been the last god-knows how many years?! We were all worried out of our effing skulls!"
"It's called having a life?" I laughed, as I saw an afro coming up behind the midget.
"...Who the hell's shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhiiiiiit! FYE?!"
"Say what?!"
"...Wow. She actually made it."
"What the hell is going ON?!" I cried, hitting my head agaisnt the side of the stage. Too many voices suddenly popping up.
"Wait. Bob. The HELL do you mean by 'actually made it?' I asked, glaring at the blode drummer.
"Uuuuh... I mean, uh, maybe I might'Ve forced your boss to write an article on us...? Maybe?" He chuckled nervously, before being noogied by Ray.
"And you didn't TELL US?!"
"I'M SORRY!"
"Say it!"
"No!"
"SAY IT!"
"Your mom's DA BOMB. HAPPY NOW?!"
I took a step back on that, laughing a tad bit nervously. And here I thought that they couldn't get any crazier. I guess I was wrong.
"So, where's mini-Way?" I asked, looking around, and effectively NOT seeing the not-so-little-anymore Way.
"Honeymoon." The others said in unison, Ray finally letting go of Bob.
And then insert the super adoring odler sister/mother/fangirl squeal. Well what? My little brother finaly got hitched! How could I NOT be happy when hearing that?!
"So did I." Frank said proudly, his chest rising with pride.
"Jamia?"
"Yep." Bob snickered, poking Frank's head, instantly delfating his ego. "I got hitched too." He added, and when I turned my head to Ray, he just shook his.
"The fro's still single and liking it." He laughed, when I found that a bottle of beer was shoved in my face.
"Just five more minutes." I sighed, as Gerard sat down with the biggest smile I'd seen him give anyone in a while.
~~~~~~~~~*~
"It was really good seeing you guys again." I said, a few tears streaming down my face.
"Hey, hey, don't cry..!" Frank shrugged, throwing his head back and waving his hands in front of his eyes. "Now my makeup's all runny!"
"You know, if you ever want to come backstage to an other one of our shows..." Gerard started, handing me an enveloppe. "Feel free to bring Alicia along." He smiled, as I kissed his forehead.
"I PROMISE I'll come WAY more often." I said with a sad smile, before getting up and pushing the chair away.
"It started with a desire to love..." Gerard whispered behind me.
"...and it ended with a need to live." I ended, as I opened the door, and closed it behind me.
As I climbed into a car, I threw the enveloppe to the back of the car, and when I heard Ali scream, I knew she was happy.
She'd be seeing a LOT more of MCR in the near future...
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SPECIAL THANKS TO:
lonechemromance
SweetRevenge504
MyChemicalDependency
MCR_dynamite
cutegirl12356
clutsy_93
MCRfanXX
truththekeyholes
WynonaKing90
Music-is-Life16
Chance
avengemyghost
Thanks you guys SO much for commenting and encouraging me to continue writing!! =D
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