ETF, ISMFOF, and SIL on Warped Tour this year!!!

I was on iTunes on the "Just For You" selections that they give you based on your library and then all of a sudden I saw:

YOU OWN "WELCOME TO THE BLACK PARADE-EP"

WE RECOMMEND "WHO SAID+EXCLUSIVE RADIO DISNEY INTERVIEW" BY HANNAH MONTANA

It was the most fucked up thing I've ever seen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! How is MCR like Hannah Montana AT ALL?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! rofflmfao!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hahaha

This is the fourth chapter of this story I've posted tonight, so if you read it you might wanna read the other three chapters first. Just to let you all know. Thanks again and PLEASE COMMENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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||*|| Jessica's POV ||*||

"Thank all of you for everything! This was the most fun I've had in so long," I said after I had paid and we were exiting the restauraunt.

"No problem!" Matt replied.

"Seriously! We had as much fun as you did. Especially Jared," Shannon said and nudged his younger brother, who turned a light shade of red.

"Shutup Shannon!" Jared yelled and punched Shannon in the arm.

"You two must never get tired or something. But I do and I still have to drive Tomo home, so I'll see you all later," I told them and walked with Tomo to my car. I waved at them and got in.

For the first couple minutes of the drive, I was silent, going ober the events of the evening.

"Now what's wrong with you?" Tomo asked, pulling me from my head and back to reality.

"Nothing. I was just thinking about how fun being sociable is sometimes, that's all. Why do you think something's the matter when I'm quiet for a while?" I answered.

"Because usually when I'm with you, you don't shutup," Tomo laughed.

"I don't, do I? Haha! I guess it's also because I'm tired."

"Uhmm...You wanna do something with me tomorrow? Well, I guess tomorrow's technically today, but you get my point?"

"Sure, what did you have in mind?" I looked at his expression. Was it...hopeful?

"I dunno. Maybe we could...go to the theater?"

"Awesome! What movie?" I was happy to get away from all the excitement that was today.

"Whatever you wanna see," Tomo said, obviously as excited as I was. He'd never been this hesitant and nerbous before. Weird.

"I don't care. We could just walk in at a random time tomorrow and see what's playing."

"Sounds fun! So what time should I pick you up? Yes, I'm driving," he added.

"Fine. How bout like 5-ish. Then we could do dinner after." Tomo and I had dinner all the time, nothing special considering he's my best friend.

"That's cool. Well, see you then!" he said as we pulled up to his house and he got out.

"Alright, bye!" I yelled back, as he was alreadyhalfway up his sidewalk. I drove away, thinking about how strangely Tomo was acting.

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I walked through the door, only to be met y my mom stading by the stairs, glaring at me.

"Where the hell have you been?! It's 3 in the morning!" she yelled and I just stood where I was, glaring back at her with all my for her showing through my eyes.

"Why do you care? You haven't given a shit about me since Lindsay died!" I shouted back, enraged as the memories of how she treated and continues to treat me came flooding back all at once.

"You know I don't wanna talk about it and that it was all your fault! You're the one that introduced her to all that fucking emo music! It's your fault she was unhappy! It's your fault that she killed herself!!!!" That was too much, and I had nothing to say. I just looked at her, tears forming and finally exploding onto my cheeks. But she looked back, not caring what she had done to me just now, not caring about her hatred for me filling the air around us.

I pushed past her and ran up to my room. I locked the door and walked over to the balcony, sobbing now. What would happen if I jumped? Who would care? No one, that's wo. I'm on the second story and if I'm lucky I'll land on my neck.

Of I could just try the pills again. It would've worked the first time fi Tomo hadn't found me...Tomo. How would he take it if I was gone? Would he be said? Relieved? I'm pretty sure he cares about me. But that would make him the only one.

By this time, I'd calmed myself down and was sitting with my legs dangling betweenthe balcony bars. Usually when i think about suicide, tiget me father away from actually trying it. Kind of aweird, but good I guess.

"If anything, I'll stay alive for Tomo," I said out loud, even though no one could hear me.

"Who's Tomo?" I heard from below me.

"Holy fuck! Who's there?" I screamed and got up to look for the mystery person.

"Just me, Trey. You know, you're neighbor?" he said, emerging from the shadows.

"What were you doing sitting outside your house at 3 am?" I asked, calming down a bit but still kind of afraid.

"I couldn't sleep and I felt like going outside for awhile. What are you doing sitting on you balcony at 3 am, mumbling about this Tomo dude?"

"I just got home and I came out here to think. And Tomo's my best friend. Why the hell am I telling you all this? I just met you!" The last part was more to myself than to Trey, but there goes the thinking aloud again.

"Don't ask me! And you haven't met me cuz I just moved in today. By the way, what's your name?" he asked.

"Oh, sorry. I'm Jessica. I would shake your hand or something, ut there's a bit of a distance between us."

"I could fix that. But only if you want," Trey offered.

"How would you do that?" I was a bit confused now.

"Uhmm, there's a huge tree right beside your balcony."

"Oh, that. Uh, sure. Why not?" I said and wathced him climb the thick branches skillfully. "Wow, you're good at that," I said when he was standing next to me. In the light from my bedroom, I could see his features. He was goregeous! Dark brown, shaggy hair, piercing green eyes, tall, around my age, and best of all, not preppy.

He had on a tight Silverstein shirt, black skinny jeans, and Etnies.

"See, that wasn't that hard. Nice to meet you," he said and stuck out his hand for me to shake.

"Erm, nice to meet you too." I took his hand and tried not to stare.

"So, what were you thinking about when you started talking to yourself?"

"It was nothing. Just...stuff. I realy don't wanna talk about it, if you don't mind," I answered, going back to the old routine of locking myself up on the inside.

"No, that's fine. What do you wanna talk about? I didn't climb that fucking tree in these pants  just to stand here, you know," he joked. His smile was even more stunning than his regular face, if that was possible.

"Haha! How about music?" I asked, motioning for him to sit down, as I was going to.

"Sure. What are you favorite bands? Someone that dresses like that can't like gangsta rap, right?" He's funny too. Definately a bonus, but like he needed one.

"Well, I just went to an MCR concert tonight. But I also like Hawhtorne Heights, Silverstein (I pointed  at his shirt), Aiden, AFI, Fall Out Boy. Lot's of genres of rock. What about you?"

"Basically the same. How was the concert? Are they as good live as people they are?" Trey asked.

"Better. The whole atmosphere is electric. But you have to be in the crowd for that. Seats are for pansies and old people," I laughed.

"Haha! Very true. Any Frerard action?"

"Yeah, there was the famous Freard mic-kiss. But why do you wanna know?" I asked him because that question had caught me completely off guard.

"Cuz Gerard and Frank make a cute couple. And before you ask, I'm not gay. I'm bi. There's a difference."

"Oh, ok." I laughed for awhile, only to be joined by Trey. Everything about him was perfect. His laugh, his smile, his looks, what I knew of his personality.

WE talked until the sun came up, at which point we watched it. Another great thing about him is that he didn't try to make any moves on me. He just sat there listening to what I said and explaining about himself whenever I'd stopped talking.

"Oh my god! It's eight in the morning! It's been really nice talking to you and all, but I gotta sleep," Trey said, getting up and starting down the tree again.

"Ok, me too. I'll see you later then!" I replied, watching him as he reached the ground, waved, and walked into his house.

"Holy Jesus...I think I love him," I spoke softly to myself when I was sure no one was listening.

||*|| Jessica's POV ||*||

I got out of the car as we pulled up in Jared and Shannon's driveway.

"Wow. Nice house," I said to Jared as I gazed up at the two stories of intricate detail.

"Thanks. Me and Shannon decided we wanted some privacy, so we live in hte guest house." He pointed to a smaller building on the right side of the garage.

"That's really cool! I wish I had a guest house." Shannon unlocked the door and we all walked into the not-so-small place they called home.

"It's a lot bigger than it looks from the outside," Shannon commented once we were all seated on teh various couches and chairs. Most guest houses are one room, but this was like a mini mansion. It had a gigantic bathroom, a main room, and a pretty big bedroom. At least it was big enough to comfortably accomodat two twin beds and an entertainment center.

"So let's see these wonderful guitar skills," I told Jared.

"If you say so. Be right back," he said and apparently went to get his guitar.

He came back a minute later with a beautiful Gibson acoustic and sat back down on the couch. I was sitting across the table from him, so I had a perfect view of his technique.

"What do you want me to play?" Jared asked me.

"Do you write songs?"

"I have a few."

"Perfect. Play me one of those," I answered. I was actually getting kind of excited to hear something.

"You want me to sing it too?"

"Sure, why not."

"Ok. Here's one I wrote a couple years ago called 'Fallen'." He started out and I was instantly hooked. His voice is what really got me, though. It was so smooth and pure and beautiful. And by the time it was over, I was silently begging for more.

"Oh my god..." My voice trailed off there.

"So it was that bad?" he asked jokingly.

"No, no. It was one of teh best things I've ever heard. That was completely amazing." He looked ecstatic and grinned widely.

"Thanks. Can you play?" Jared asked. Everyone else had taken to their own conversations, so he came and sat next to me.

"A little bit, but I'm not that good."

"That's what all the great musicians say. Let's hear something."

"Ok, if you insist." He handed me the guitar and I started playing the melody to "Teenagers".

"See, what did I say! That was great!" he exclaimed after I'd finished.

"That's the only thing I could think of to play," I replied.

"Do you have the sheet music for it?"

"No. I just listened to it 500 times. I'm completely serious, that's how many times it took."

"That's incredible! How did you learn to do that?" Jared looked genuinely impressed and for some reason I was happy he did. Yesterday I couldn't have cared less, but now it's different.

"I didn't. It was just something I was born with, I guess. I can also take guitar music and play it on viola just by lestening."

"You play viola too?" he practically shouted.

"Yeah, since I was 10."

"I bet you're awesome at that too!" I felt myself blush, so I looked down at the guitar still in my lap. What the hell was going on with me today?!?!?!?!?! I was starting to fall for Jared.

"So, do you have any other talents you haven't told me about?" he asked while edging a bit closer to me, something I didn't react to.

||*|| Jared's POV ||*||

"I sing a little. Shall I demonstrate before you ask me to?" she said. She is completely amazing! I knew she was pretty and smart, but I didn't know she was so deep and talented. Forget about liking her, I love her.

"Sure," I laughed. To my surprise, she started flawlessly singingthe chorus to "Fallen", even though she'd heard it for the first time five minutes ago.

"Fuck! You're good at that too! Is fast learning another talent of yours?"

"That and the fact that it was a catchy song. It's gonna be stuck in my head for the next two weeks," she said.

"Well...you wanna learn it?" I asked her hesitantly.

"Sure! That would be fantastic!" She practicly jumped on the opportunity. That was a lot easier than I thought it would be!

"Ok. Let's start from the top. Do you wanna learn the words of the guitar part first? Or both together?" I offered.

"How about you teach me the words first and we'll sig them together while you play?"

"Even better." I first wrote down the lyrics, then sang it through a few times so she could get the feel of it.

"I think I've got it. You wanna give the whole thing a try now?" she asked.

"I'm ready if you are. I'll cue you when it's time to start," I said and started playing. I nodded my ead as a cue and our voices blended into a mesmerizing harmony.

Why are you here? Are you listening? Can you hear what I am saying? I am not here. I'm not listening. I'm in my head. And I'm spinning.

Spinning was the exact feeling that engulfed me as we continued singing. My mind is completely blown by everything she is and everything she isn't.

Before I knew what I was doing, I leaned in and kissed her. But she didn't pull away.

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I felt a sinking in the pit of my stomach as their lips met. I couldn't believe it! What happened to hte shy girl I'd known forever?!? There was no getting around it; I was jealous.

Matt, Shannon, and I stopped our conversation and just stared at then until they pulled away from each other. It wasn't make-out length, but it sure as hell wasn't a peck on the lips either!

"Woohoo!" Shannon yelled and threw a pillow at Jared. "Go little bro!"

"Jared and Jess-ie, sittin' in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" Matt sang. I guess Jessica wasn't used to all this attention or something, because at that point she left the room and went outside to what I assumed was the backyard.

||*|| Jared's POV ||*||

"Now see what you did? You drove her off! Are you fucking happy now?!?!?!" I yelled at Matt and Shannon, then ran after Jessica.

After a couple minutes of searching I found her sitting with her back up against a tree.

"Are you alright?" I asked her while sitting next to her.

"Yeah. Sorry I ran out, I just can't take shit like that," she replied while looking up at the sky.

"That may just be the first time I've heard you cuss."

"Really? I do it all the time."

"Huh. You always come across as the quiet type," I said.

"I am. You guys are the only people I really talk to."

"Why?"

"Just because. I've shut myself off from the rest of the world. I'm not gonna get into it."

"That's fine. I'll let you tell me when you're ready."

||*|| Jessica's POV ||*||

"Thank you. For everything," I said while looking into his piercing cerulean eyes. He leaned over to kiss me again, but I put my hand on his leg as a signal to stop.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"It's just...This is too fast. I know we've knowneach other for a long time but I geel like we're just getting to know each other. I just don't wanna rush into something like this. I'm sorry," I explained.

"I understand. We should probably hang out more first. I don't wanna rush into it either," Jared agreed. All I could do was stare at him. I was completely frozen. I can't believe he's this understanding. That proves that I need to get to know him better.

"We should probably get back inside," he suggested.

"Yeah. Their perverted minds are gonna be wondering what we're doing out here." We got up and walked back inside, only to be greeted by raised eyebrows and stares that confirmed my suspicions.

"So what happened out there?" Tomo asked.

"I so saw that coming!" I laughed.

"Nothing happened. We talked. That's all," Jared said, more to Shannon than to anyone else.

"I believe you! Gosh!" Shannon yelled back.

"Damn! I just realized how hungry I am! Can someone drive me home?" I asked.

"I'm hungry too!" Matt agreed.

"Don't forget about me!" Shannon pitched in.

"I might as well ome with you," Tomo said. I could tell something was bothering him, but I wasn't about to ask him about it in front of everyone.

"We all can just gosomewhere, then," Jared concluded.

"If it's ok with the rest of you, I kinda want to take my car. We;be taken Shannon's car everywere today," I said.

"That's fine! We can just make a detour to your house, if you want." That was Jared being accomodating again.

"Then everything's settled. Let's go!" Shannon shouted and ran out the door to his car.

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"Here it is," I informed Shannon as we pulled up to my house. "Thanks, I'll meet you there."

"Wait Jess! I'm gonna ride with you, if that's alright," Tomo called as I was closing the door.

"Yeah, that's ok." Tomo walked beside me as we approached my car and got in.

"So, why did you want to ride with me so badly?" I asked as I backed out of teh driveway.

"I dunno. I just wanted to get away from them for a little bit."

"The restauraunt's only fifteen minutes away from here!" I laughed.

"I kow, but still. It's something."

"So what's wrong?" I asked.

"What do you mean?"

"You're my best friend, I know when something's wrong. Now what is it?"

"It's nothing." I pulled over the car and locked the doors. "What the hell?!?!?!?!?!?" Tomo yelled.

"We're not gonna move until you tell me what's bothering you!" I answered and turned off the car.

"This is so stupid!" he protested and leaned back against the seat with his hands over his face.

"No, it's not! There's something wrong. The fact that you won't tell me is stupid. Don't you trust me?" I put his hands down on his lap and looked him in the eye.

||*|| Tomo's POV ||*||

Should I tell her what I realized back at Jared's house? Should I tell her I love her? NO, I can't do that to Jared, and she obviously likes him.

"I...just...don't trust Jared with you. You see how fast his girlfriends come and go!..." I avoided her gaze, then forced myself to look back up at her. "I don't want him to hurt you." I was in complete shock from what happened next. She kissed me. It was short, but one fo the best things that ever happened to me.

"That's really sweet. I appreciate your concern and all, but I can handle him. And besides, I told him I just wanted to be friend for now. Ok?" she said and started the car.

I was stille completely speechless, so I just nodded and stared out the window. She pulled back into the traffic and we drove the rest of the way in silence, me starting over at her occaisionally and her smiling back whenever I did.

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Woah, I can't believe I just did that. So not like me, again. I think I have multiple-personality disorder or something, because I don't randomly go around kissing my best friends. I didn't feel any connection in the kiss, it was just normal. Nothing special.

We pulled up to the local 24-hour diner, seeing as it was 1:30 am, and got out fo the car to be greeted by the rest of the guys.

"Hey, finally you're here! We've been waiting forever!" Shannon exclaimed.

"Seriously! And why did you guys pull over?" Jared asked. I glanced over at Tomo to see him turning a light shade of red.

"Uhmm...I dropped my tube of lipgloss and it rolled under the brake pedal. We had to pull over so we wouldn't end up dying when the brakes somehow didn't work," I covered. Tomo looked into my eyes and mouthed the words 'Thank you', which I returned with a nod.

"You guys dying would not have been good for our dinner plans. Well, let's go inside now. Shall we?" Matt answered and opened the door for us.

We all sat down at the huge cornerbooth we were led to. I was, or course between Tomo and Jared, while Shannon and Matt sat beside them, looking rather disappointed. Probably because they had kind of become each others' dates.

"Order anything you want, I'm buying," I broadcasted.

"I can't let you do that, Jess," Tomo protested.

"No, it's fine. You guys paid for the concert so I get to do something for you now. Besides, I work. It's not like it's the last bit of mone I have...And don't even try to object," I added as Jared opened his mouth, then closed it again.

Just then, the waitress came over to take our orders. Once she'd writeen everything down and come back with our drinks, the interrogation resumed.

"Where do you work?" Jared asked while sipping onhis coffee, which apparently was still to hot to drink, as he immediatly put it back down.

"You just love asking questiongs, don't you?" I laughed.

"Seriously, Jared! Give the girl a break!" Shannon called while playing with the salt shaker.

"No, that's fine. I'm just a cashier at Borders 4 days a week. It's not much, but it's still something," I said to Jared while putting 3 packs of sweenter in my tea.

"Sweet enough for ya?" Matt asked sarcasticly.

"It could be sweeter," I replied, pouring another pcket in, stirring it all up, and finally dumping a packet in my mouth. "There. Now it's sweet enough."

Shannon and Jared just sort of stared at my fake-sugar intake, but Tomo kept examining his black painted fingernails.

I smirked back at them, then turned to my left and watched Tomo pick off the polish.

"What?" he asked after he had finally noticed I'd been staring at him for the past five minutes.

"Nothing...That stuff doesn't last long for you, does it?" I replied with a smile.

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God, her smile is killing me! It's fgorgeous and it lights up her whole face.

"You have two really pointy teeth," I said. Why can't I think of anything to say?!?!

"Ooh, like vampire teeth? I wanna see!" Shannon cried.

"They're right here." She turned and motioned to the teeth I was talking about on either side of her top front teeth.

"That's cool!" Jared said.

"Did you get them filed?" Matt asked.

"No, I was born with them. They don't look as vampish now, but they used to stick out before I got braces."

"I like them," I added.

"Thanks guys...Hey, the food's here." We ate the rest of the meal with mixed conversation and during all that, I came to terms with my thoughts. Jessica will never love me like I realized I love her. The kiss was just her way of thanking me. And for now, I had to be ok with it.

Ok, so it's getting a bit confusing to have 2 Jades' in this story, so I'm going to call my friend Jade, Gabbie. NOT JADE PUGET. He's keeping his name. But for now on, my friend Jade = Gabbie. Just to let you guys know. Thank you, enjoy, and sorry for any mistakes!!!!!!!

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     "Hey Jess, what are ya doin?" Gabbie asked as she sat down beside me on the bed.

     "Just wondering what the big reason was for Gerard getting us all adjoinging rooms," I replied.

     "Maybe he has 'plans' for tonight," she said with the use of air quotes.

     "Haha! But no. Broken arm, see?" I pointed out my cast to her and waved it around in front of her face.

     "That ight not end up being as much of a problem as you think it will."

     "Still, no. I love Gerard, but I'm not ready for that yet.... I feel really dirty talking about this!" I laughed.

     "Yeah, but it makes a good topic for conversation."

     Just then, Gerard walked through the doorway connecting his room to mine, Sarah's, and Jenna's with his cell phone in hand.

     "Guess what? I have big news!" Gerard practically yelled and plopped down next to me.

     "And what would that big news be?" I asked.

     "I just got off the phone with Bert McCracken!"

     "You mean your best friend, lead singer of the The Used, Bert McCracken?" Jade asked.

     "The same. We were just catching up and talking about how we don't get to see each other very often, so..." He paused and an excited smile appeared on his face.

     "What happened, what happened? Tell me!" I pouted.

     "I invited him to join us for the rest of the tour!" Gerard screamed.

     "Awesome! Just one question, though...When does the our end?" I asked.

     "What, you wanna get away from me that badly?" Gerard said, looking a bit hurt.

     "Of course I don't! I'm just curious! You know I love you! I kissed him to prove it.

     "Ugh! I'm gong to go find Jade. You two are gonna make me sick!" Gabbie said ans walked quckly out of the room.

     "Haha! Now we're alone!" I said triumphantly and collapsed on my back on the bed.

     "Yep, finally." Gerard put a hand on my back and pulled me close to him.

     "If you're gonna make-out with me like I kow you are, just remember; the doors are open and my broken arm."

     "I know, I know. Just because I want to kiss you doesn't mean I want to go any further than that."

     "I'm sorry. I just have a perverted mind like that."

     "Yes, you do. But that's why you're so awesome," he said softly and moved in so out lips were millimeters apart; teasing me.

     I guess he expected me to sit there and take it quetly, but I couldn't. I reached my arm around his neck and gently pulled down, our lips meeting. This particular kiss was just as amazing and breathtaking as the others, but somehow a bit more.

     Gerard shifted his weight and ended up on top of me. I let him do it because I trusted him no to try anything.

     Always having perfect timing, Sarah walked through one of the doors into the room where Gerard and I laid on the bed.

     "Hey Je    Oh shit! Sorry!" she said and started to make her way out when Gerard stopped her.

     "God, Sarah! What is so important that you have to interrupt us?" he yelled and rolled off of me and onto his back at my side.

     "Nothing, nothing. Just go back to whatever you were doing...Forget I was here..."

     "That can work!" Gerard said and started to move back on me but I held a hand to his chest for him to stay where he was.

     "Too late, Sarah already murdered the moment. Now seriously, what did you want?" I asked, sitting up to face her better.

     "I wanted to know if you two could help me avoid Matt. I keep telling him it's over but he's following me around begging me to come back!" Sarah said desperately.

     "That's a bit creepy..." Gerard commented.

     "I'll help. What about you?" I said in Gerard's general direction.

     "Sure, why not. So when do we start bodyguard service?" he asked Sarah.

     "How about right now? You two could try to keep him busy or something," she suggested.

     "Sure, but first we need to find him." Gerard said.

     "That's true..." My voice trailed off and I had a pondering sort of look on my face. It was then that I remembered the good news.

     "Hey Sarah, guess what?" I asked tauntingly.

     "What?"

     "Can I tell her, Gerard?"

     "Go ahead, she's gonna find out soon anyway," Gerard replied, obviously understanding what I was talking about.

     "Ok, try not to freak out too much but...The Used is coming on tour with us!" I yelled and covered my ears, bracing myself for her high-pitched screams of joy.

     "Oh my god! You can't be fucking serious!" she shouted, jumping up and down a bit.

     "We are. I just got off the phone with Bert about an hour ago," Gerard said.

     "Eeeeeeeeeeeee! That means that Jeph will be here! On the tour! With us! and I'm here too! Eeeeeeeeeeee!!!"

     "I guess you really like Jeph," Gerard commented.

     "FUCK YES!" By this time, Sarah had dragged me off the bed and made me jump around with her. All I was really doing was watching her laugh hysterically.

     It was about our fifth time jumping in a circle when we suddenly saw Matt appear in the next room.

     "Security detail time!" Gerard shouted while pulling me away from Sarah to distract Matt while she made her escape.

     "The world we live won't laugh this hard..."- Teenage Queen- Aiden

OMFG, I'M SO SORRY!!!!!!! I haven't posted in a long time, but I've got more on the way soon, I promise. I'm gonna try to post a chapter every week and you can all stab me with blunt objects if I don't keep that promise. I want to thank all the people who have stuck through this huge story so far and commented, but it's not gonna end anytime soon. ENJOY!!!!

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*Jessica's POV*

     After a while of talking with Gerard, he finally gave in to the exhaustions of the day adn fell asleep, still holding me close in the corner of the bus.

     How did I get this lucky? Most of the time, bad luck is attracted to me like I'm some kind of weird fate-magnet or something! I'm not even as good a person as half of the people locked up right now! Sure, I've never committed a severe crime or anything, but I'm still not a saint.

     I gazed down upon Gerard's gorgeous face. He was so calm, so peaceful, so completely and totally breathtaking.

     I kissed his forehead and shifted his bangs away from his eyes but gently, so as not to wake him up from the sleep he so obviously needed.

*Mikey's POV*

     I was still sitting up against the bus', not wanting to join Meredith due to my insane amount of guilt. She apparently knows something's up because she was smart enough to leave me alone with my thoughts like I wanted her to.

     I'm severely torn now between Meredith and Jessica, even though I know I can never have one of the two. Jessica cares too much for Gerard to leave him for anything, especially me.

     I do love Meredith, though, and I don't want to give her up. She's way too good for me and yet...she still sticks with me. She'll probably leave me once she finds out what happened, though, and I wouldn't blame her. I would leave me too.

     God, I hate how human emotions work! The one thing you want, you can't have, then it gets shoved in you face! Dammit!...Ok, I've got to calm down. I can't go on another one of my angry rants, especially not on a bus full of people I care so much about.

     Besides, what is there to get mad about? This is probably just some sort of weird aftershock of the kiss. It'll pass soon enough, all I have to do is restrain myself until it does....But what if it doesn't go away?

*Meg's POV*

     Wow, I still can't believe Jess did that. But I know how bad she is at impulse control and stuff ike that, so there was no meaning behind her- and Mikey's kiss. At least not to her.

     Mikey doesn't seem to be taking her and Gerard being together too well. He looks like he's even a little jealous of his brother. It's gonna be interesting to see how this one works out.

     "Whatcha thinkin about?" I suddenly heard Frank ask.

     "Just stuff," I said teasingly while being wrapped up in his arms.

     "What kind of stuff?"

     "The stuff kind. It has no category," I teased even more and pecked him lightly on the lips.

     "No fair, I wanna know!" he protested.

     "That's why I'm not telling you."

     "You're evil!"

     " I love you more!" I laughed.

     "Prove it," Frankie dared, smiling seductively.

     "Not on a bus!"

     "That's not exactly what I meant."

     "Oh....Well what did you mean?"

     "This," he replied and kissed me. Finally I understood and kissed back until Bob yelled at us that he was going to jump off the moving bus unless we stopped immediatly. We obeyed him, seeing as My Chemical Romance can't afford to lose another drummer after Matt.

*Gerard's POV*

     I woke up with Jessica still in my arms, but in a weird sideways position, her shoulder resting against my chest.

     "Why are you petting my head?" I asked a bit sleepily.

     "I am not! I'm stroking your hair lovingly, there's a difference," she protested.

     "Barely, but whatever you say....When's that arm of yours supposed to heal?"

     "The doctor said in about a month. It would've taken longer, but I had the bones re-alligned," she said matter-of-factly.

     "You know how sorry I am for that, right?"

     "Yes I do. You've only reminded me about it 179 times since we got in the hospital."

     "And I'm gonna keep reminding you 179 times each day until it heals," I said and gave her a kiss.

     "Aww, you're gonna make me cry!"

     "Is that good or bad?"

     "That's good. You're extremely sweet, but a bit clueless at times," Jessica answered while flashing me a severely cute smile.

     "I have my moments, but don't we all? No one can be smart all the time, it'd be too exhausting."

     "That's true. I bet even Einstein forgot how to add at least once."

     "Forgot how to add?" I laughed.

     "Yeah....Don't tell me you've never done that before! I know I have."

     "Actually, I don't think I ever have. But then again, I don't add on a regular basis. And if I ever do, I use a calculater."

     "That's wasting all those years you sat in the back of the classroom and doodled in your notebook while you were supposed to be learning algebra and all that shit!"

     "Well, adding's for smart people," I pouted.

     "You're smart! And even if you weren't, I'd still be here. Oh God, now I've got a song stuck in my head."

     "What song?"

     "Right Here In My Arms but HIM. Do you know it?" Jessica asked.

     "I love that song! It's one of my all-time favorites!"

*Jessica's POV*

     "It's one of mine, too!" I yelled. Just then, Gerard moved me back to my original position (my back on his chest) and started softly singing the chorus into my ear.

     She'll be right here in my arms, so in love.

     She'll be right here in these arms, she can't let go.

     "I'm convinced you're trying to make me cry now," I whispered, not wanting to shatter the moment.

     "You got it," he whispered back and kissed me lightly.

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     Many hours and coffees later, we finally arrived in St. Louis.

     "Freedom!" Frank yelled and ran out of the bus, carrying Meg bridal style.

     "Well, at least we know someone's happy," I said as Gerard and I stepped down to the concrete parking lot of the hotel we were staying at that night.

     "That's not saying much for Frank, though. He's happy at almost everything. Mikey on the other hand..." His voice tralied off as he looked back at his brother, who was still looking really sad.

     "Why isn't Meredith with him?" I wondered out loud.

     "I dunno. Maybe he just wants time to think or something."

     Just then, we were approached by a very mad looking Sarah.

     "Are you and Matt still at each other's throats?" I asked.

     "Yes! I'm not forgiving him, IT'S OVER!" she yelled extra loud so Matt could hear it from across the parking lot.

     "I'm gonna leave you two alone for a bit. I kinda don't have a part in ths conversation," Gerard said, kissed my cheek, and walked into the hotel lobby.

     "You're so lucky you have Gerard," Sarah sighed when he was gone.

     "I know I am, so I'm not taking him for granted again."

     "What do you mean again?"

     "I forgot, you weren't on the MCR bus. Uhh...I'll tell you later. What's important right now is you and Matt," I said.

     "Ugh! Don't pair our names like that! It makes me wanna puke!"

     "You hate him that much, huh?"

     "Yes! I know he was out of line with what he said and he know it too, but he won't admit it!"

     "Did you see if Adam the Marriage Counselor could help?"

     "Adam the Marriage Counselor?" Sarah laughed.

     "That's what it sounds like he's becoming!

     "Haha, yeah. It does sound like that a little...I asked him for help, but it didn't do much good. It was great advice, but I think Matt and I are unfixable."

     "Damn! You two made such a cute couple, thought!" I protested and jumped up and down.

     "Too bad! Our relationship was like a bubble. It started out pretty stable, but an evil kindergartener came and popped it for their own satisfaction."

     "You come up with the weirdest things sometimes. But then again, that's why you're one of my bestest friends!" I said and we resumed walking to the lobby.

     "With the warmth of your arms you saved me. Now I'm killing loneliness with you..." -Killing Loneliness- HIM