Tragic Magic

Chapter Twenty Eight

I really didn't want to get up out of bed that next morning, but I figured I better introduce myself to My Chemical Romance, so I got myself ready and headed to the lounge on our floor. Oddly enough, this lounge served breakfast, so I wasn't complaining.

"This is Juliet, guys," Gerard catches me and drags me back to a table surrounded by a group of guys.

"Hello, Juliet," they all say at once.

"Is this an AA meeting or something?" I whisper to Gerard.

"We know who you are," the guy with the brown curly hair says, not even looking up from the table.

"Yeah, I think I interviewed you all awhile back," I say nervously.

"Oh, that's not what he means," another guy adds.

"Guys," Gerard interrupts.

"Who doesn't know who she is? First Ronnie, then Craig, and now you're her next victim," the curly haired guy says.

Did he really just say that? I think I change my mind about all of this, I can just catch a flight back to America on my own.

"Ray, enough. She's lost in an unfamiliar part of the world and needs some help," Gerard adds.

"I can just fly myself home, Gerard, it's no big deal," I back out of the argument.

"No, please don't," he says, "I swear this will work out and I'll get you back where you belong. I don't think flying all that way alone is safe. Just bare with me for a few days okay?"

Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months. I drifted between Falling In Reverse and My Chemical Romance for the past six months. To my surprise, the bands were pretty close. MCR warmed up to me as time went on, but they all kept their distance. All except for Gerard, who acted like an older brother and best friend to me.

Time didn't stop for anyone, especially for Escape The Fate. Last I heard, their tour ended early due to Max's return to Nevada for an anonymous reason. As the days went by, I heard less and less from Craig, which became scary. He hasn't mentioned if he's left England yet or stayed behind for a vacation, so I don't know where he is right now.

I flew home with Gerard and Ronnie's bands after three months of sticking around in London. I never knew for sure how I ended up with Falling In Reverse again, but I need them to be my anchor until I can figure out what to do about my current situation.

After a few months Falling In Reverse made an executive decision to move to California to be closer to their record label, so I came with them. I felt strange staying at Craig's house without his consent, so I stayed with Ronnie and the rest of the band in Los Angeles.

Warped Tour is in two months, and I've been hired to scope out each venue for Alternative Press due to my recent absence. I've been working overtime to get myself back onto my feet, but it hasn't been too bad. Interviewing famous bands was exciting and interesting, so I wasn't complaining.

When I first returned home, I was terrified to be alone. Now I realize I'm not alone and I never was to begin with. Spending my weekends with Gerard and Ronnie made me realize I needed a friendship like this in my life. They kept me sane while Craig was away, so I couldn't thank them enough for that.

I was ready for things to go back to the way they were before the UK tour. I missed Craig more than the world, but I had no idea what was going on with him. I didn't even know if he was still with the band the entire time, but I waited.

I'll wait for as long as it takes.