Chapter 1 – Lonely
I stopped running. I looked behind me. I hoped it wasn’t still following me but as I span around to face the deep black darkness I realised there was nothing there.
I plugged in my headphones, they were a Christmas present from Mickey Way my brother and fellow band member, and walked slowly back towards the village, towards my depressing, lonely home. As if the moment couldn’t get any worse I felt a giant wave wash over me. It smelt clean. I was instantly drenched.
Things had certainly changed since Frank Iero left the band, he made things fun, he stopped out arguing, Ray Toro, our lead guitarist blamed me, Gerard Way, and my brother Mikey for constantlyarguing.
I walked through the heavy, black iron gates and as always, read the sign that said “DO NOT SIT ON FENCE” it was Mikey's idea to put it there. The fence had spiked points all the way along it. I walked along the misty, grey coble stoned pathway towards the house. The house that could only be described as; ‘The Vampires Mansion’. I lived there. It was old, black and white, with gargoyles at every roof point, the house had a tower. A spine chilling, smoky grey tower. It was out of bounds to us, only out band manager, Brian Shechter, was allowed there now.
As I got closer to the bands house I noticed there was one or two lights on, I thought nothing of it. I hesitated at the front door as I remembered the guys telling me something about going out for the night. ‘Yes that’s it’ you thought ‘they were going to pizza hut or something’.
*sorry its really short guys the next chapter is longer, i swear*
