Mikey Way Saved My Life.

Chapter One: Sleeping With Death

We arrived a hotel. A really nice hotel. We went to the room he was staying in. "Make yourself at home." He said with a smile. I nodded, and stood by a chair. "Go ahead." He said, knowing i was looking at a chair. "What anything? To drink?" I shook my head, slowly sitting down. I swear i've seen him before. It was awkward silence. "Uhm, my uh friends are going to be here soon..You should take a shower." He said, pointing to where the shower was. I got up. "Thank you." I said, which came out more as a whisper. He nodded. "No problem." He smiled. I walked into the bathroom. I turned the shower on and undressed, getting in. I washed my hair and everything, the turned the water off. I put my clothes back on, for which i didn't have any others with me. I heard guys laughing in the other room. I dried my hair, and sat on the toilet seat (it was closed). I thought about Mikey. I swear to God i've seen him before! I sighed and opened the door slowly, to see three other guys sitting. "Oh, hello there." A guy with black hair and two tattoos on his neck and all over an arm said. "Who's she?" Another guy with short red hair [A/N: Gee dyed his hair back to black :/ makes me sad..] asked Mikey. And when i say red, im not talking about orange-looking, I mean red. Blood red. I knew where i've seen him. A band that just about changed my life. My Chemical Romance. "Uhm, Gerard, Frank, Ray, this is Valerie." He said with a smile. I still felt unwelcomed. They waved, and Gerard had a smirk on his face. "I'll be..uhm..back." I told them. "Okay!" Ray and Frank said at the same time, then gave each-other looks, then laughed. "Bye." Gerard said, as i walked out the door. A few minutes later at the elevator, Mikey came. "Where ya going?" I shrugged. "Did i do something?" I shook my head, then the elevator doors opened. I walked in, then he did too. "I- I really like you," I said. "SHIT, did i just say that aloud? I've done that soo many times.." I blushed, looking away. The elevator doors closed, going to the bottom floor. We were on the 5th. He put his fingers under my chin, making me look at him. Under those thick black glasses, were amazing eyes. He leaned in and kissed me. I kissed back. The small bell rang, telling us we were on the 4th floor, then it kept moving. We pulled apart when the elevator reached the 3rd floor. I looked down, shy. The doors opened. "Mikey! There you are!" I looked up and it was Frank. He got in the elevator with us, inbetween us. He put one arm around each of us, me getting his tattood arm. His tattoos were amazing. I wonder what they would say about mine..                            

"Where to?" I shrugged, looking down. "You okay there, Valerie?" Mikey asked. I looked up, as if i was alright. "Oh! Yeah..just my head hurts..really really bad. But im sure it will go away.." He felt my head with the back of his hand. It was cold. "You feel alright..Are you sure you're okay?" He looked concerned. "Yeah...I think i might sleep now." He nodded, and gave me a room key. "Incase." He said with a smile. I smiled back, and went back to the room. I fell asleep on the bed.

I woke up in a white, bright place. I sat up. Where was i? I rubbed my eyes and saw a line of people wearing white. I looked at my clothes, and i was wearing white too. I got up and ran to the first person i saw. "Excuse me, miss?" The lady turned around. "Yes?" "Can you-uhm, tell me where i am?" I asked. She smiled widely. "Heaven, my dear! Paradise!" My eyes widened. "Where's God?" She laughed. "Oh honey, that's what we're waiting for!" I leaned, and there was a line of people, longer than before. 'More deaths' i thought. I died? How? "Uhm, ma'am, where can i see what uhm, happened to me?" She pointed, and i followed her way.

There was a man sitting behind a desk. I walked up to it. "Uhm, excuse me?" I said to him, and he looked up. "How may i help you?" "I was wondering how i, uhm," I whispered: "Died?" "Ah. What's your name, miss?" "Valerie Annaleese Winslow." He nodded, typing into a computer. "Ah, new." I nodded. "It happend on August 27, 2005. Of a..wow..Brain tumor." My eyes almost fell out of my head. "BRAIN TUMOR?!" He nodded, then showed me the computer screen. 'The death of Valerie Annaleese Winslow. November 5, 1980-August 27, 2005.' It read. 'Ms. Valerie Winslow was annonced dead in River District Hospital of a brain tumor. Ms. Winslow was not marri-.' I stopped there. I needed to be home. On Earth. "I need to get to Earth!" The guy shook his head. "It says here, that you tried to kill yourself, Is that true?" I let a pause before i said anything. "You don't understand-" "I don't understand? I've been here for 346 years, and you say 'i don't understand'?" "Look! Look! Go to 135 Boxford Ave., San Fransico, California. Room 1408." He sighed, and typed more in the computer. He showed me it. I almost stopped breathing (again... :P) when i saw Mikey crying his heart out, sitting on the bed. His brother Gerard was rubbing his back, trying to calm him down. A tear ran down my face. Frank soon walked into the room. "I got you a coff-" Mikey pushed by Frank, and ran out the room in anger and sadness. I turned to the man that showed me this. "See! Mikey needs me! They all need me!" He sighed. "The way he won't stop thinking about you. You really do mean something to him." He said. He sighed. "Okay. Im going to give you a second chance, BUT, you have to promise me you'll survive." The man said with a laugh, but i didn't move. How the fuck could i have not noticed? Im such a dumbass! I KNEW i should have not listened to him, and jumped. I KNEW i was going to die from the cancer. Wait..did he say 'a second chance'?! "Sir..did you- did you say you would give me a second chance?" I said as calm as i could. "Yes, it will happen any moment now." I wanted to hug him. "Thank you! So much!" I smiled, then everything went black again.

A/N: So what did you guys think?