Wait, Stay.

Three.

Soon enough the tour was coming to a close. We played our last show and now we were on the bus, headed back to New Jersey, I didn't see or hear from Frank at all, which fucking sucked, but I don't blame him...

I've never been so happy to see a bed before, but sleeping in a cramped tour bus with four other dudes will do that to a guy. I slept for 13 straight hours and finally felt human again when I woke up.

The first couple weeks after the tour seemed to be the worst, trying to adjust back to normal life and get back into my normal routine. Most mornings, the first thing I would do was go to the coffee shop downtown and order the largest coffee they had, so that's what I did.

"Can I get an extra-large coffee with 3 cream and 3 sugar?"I asked as I dug through my wallet for change.

"Oh, uh, sure,,, That's gonna be $2.16," The cashier said sheepishly.

I furrowed my eyebrows when I heard the familiar voice and quickly looked up to see Frank... Oh, shit... I stared at him in shock not quite sure what to say.

Neither of us had moved and the people in line behind me were starting to get impatient. I shoved the money into his hand and grabbed my coffee, not even bothering with the change as I walked over to a table in the corner. I settled myself in a chair facing the counter so I could watch Frank nonchalantly. Once all the customers were taken care of, he glanced towards me.

I watched as he walked out from behind the counter and made his way over to me. He sat down across from me and we stared at each other for a minute. "What are you doing here?" He paused for a second then continued. "Fuck.. it's been, what? Five months?"

I stared at him for a moment. "What the fuck, Frank..? Why did you just blow me off like that after that night... You never called or texted or anything..." I sort of glared at him as I spoke, feeling hurt.

"Gerard... I'm not doing this here... We need to talk privately.. Please..." he spoke quietly. "I get off of work in an hour, we can meet somewhere and go back to my house... I can explain myself..."

I sighed and rolled my eyes a little, "Yeah, okay.. Should I meet you back here?"

"Yeah that would work.." He answered quickly and ran a hand through his hair, standing up, "I'll see you in an hour then..."

I nodded and stood up, grabbing my coffee and walking out of the shop. I walked to the park, not wanting to go all the way home just to come back. I sat on a bench by the fountain and just enjoyed my coffee. I was stuck alone with my thoughts for an entire hours, wondering what the fuck he could possibly have to say. I checked the time after a while and realized it was almost time to meet up with Frank so I stood and tossed out my empty cup, heading back in the direction of the coffee shop.