-Kat-
I was rather pissed off at Frank for lying to me. I stomped over to him with nervousness and anger running in my veins. He stood there tuning the guitar happily. I was a nice tight black dress with aqua heels with silver skulls on them. My hair was nicely done. I was dressed for more than a little book store gig. And that is why I was so pissed off at Frank.
"You lied to me." I practically shouted at me. I slammed the paper with all my songs written on it, on the amp next to him. Frank looked up at me with a narrowed gaze.
"Did I?" He asked. I snarled at him slightly.
"You told me I was going to sing a few songs at a book store, this isn't a few songs and this isn't a book store." I muttered. I was back stage getting ready to open up for a band preforming tonight at one of the well known clubs. Frank sighed and looked at me with soft eyes.
"I know, but you wouldn't have agreed if I told you the truth." He was saying things that were probably true. But still he lied to me! I turned to leave the back stage and go home. I felt Frank's grip on my wrist.
"Kat, if you go on we get six hundred bucks each. And I said somethings to some people I really shouldn't have and they bet that I was too chicken to play in front of large groups of people so we need to go on. Please." He begged me to go on. I sighed and remembered why I was doing this. I want to kick start my life and this is the best way to do that. I looked at him and smiled. And six hundred bucks each that means that we'll have enough money to buy diapers and stuff like that. Great, if I walk away not only will my baby girl not have the things she needs but her daddy might get his ass kicked.
"Do we have a drummer, bassist and lead guitarist?" I asked a general question. Seeing his face light up was a reward in itself.
"Yeah, we do. Mikey and Ray are playing with us and a friend is playing drums." He announced. Our names were called and we had to head to the stage now. The roar of the crowd made me feel nervous and excited. This is it. I'm about to kick start my life. I saw Mikey and Ray go on the stage, Frank pulled me out by my hand. The club was huge and it was packed full of people. I could see my friends in the crowd. As I stood there in front of the microphone it was like the world slowed down; I was alone in my own. I looked over to my side to see Frank looking at me with hopeful eyes. I sighed and listened to the music as a fermilure tune began. I smiled and heaved a deep breath.
"This song is for my boyfriend, Frankie." I said the dedication happily looking back over to him. His eyes became as large as dinner plates and a goofy smile played his lips.
"Remember me, remember me." I heard a whisper come from my throat. It was like nothing I've ever felt before. I felt right, being on that stage in front of all those people.
"Remember me
Remember me
Remember me
Remember me." My voice became louder and more confident. The music was becoming more and more noticable. There was this feeling inside of me that made me feel so happy. I knew from this moment on I couldn't go back.
"Where, where will you stand
When all the lights go out
Across these city streets?
Where were you when
All of the embers fell?
I still remember them
Covered in ash
Covered in glass
Covered in all my friends
I still think of the bombs they build." I sang happily. I could hear Frank's voice back up on the last part. Nothing more comforting than to hear him singing to his heart's content.
"If there's a place that I could be
Then I'd be another memory
Can I be the only hope for you?
Because you're the only hope for me
And if we can't find where we belong
We'll have to make it on our own
Face all the pain and take it on
Because the only hope for me is you alone"
"How would you be
Many years after the disasters
That we've seen
What if we learned
Of all the people burning."
"Purifying flame."
"I'll say it's okay
I know you can tell
And though you can see me smile
I still think of the guns they sell."
"If there's a place that I could be
Then I'd be another memory
Can I be the only hope for you?
Because you're the only hope for me
And if we can't find where we belong
We'll have to make it on our own
Face all the pain and take it on
Because the only hope for me is you alone." I said the last part looking at the man I love most. I don't care weather he's not a very good person when he's out on the streets but he's the best person I've ever known when we're together. He talks to our baby all the time.
"The only hope for me
The only hope for me is you
The only hope for me is you
The only hope for me is you
The only hope for me is you
The only hope is!" Ray, Frank and I sang in sync. Our voices seemed to blend together so well. It was amazing. I could see my friends cheering so happily at me. They were going nuts.
"If there's a place that I could be
Then I'd be another memory
Can I be the only hope for you?
Because you're the only hope for me
And if we can't find where we belong
We'll have to make it on our own
Face all the pain and take it on
Because the only hope for me is you alone
The only hope for me is you alone." I sang softly. My nerves became electric as the night wore on and we played all my songs that I wrote. Every last song. It's amazing to think that they learned to play all my songs in a few short days. We were cheered off stage so the main band could play. Frank pulled me close to him happily.
"So you wrote the only hope thinking of me?" He asked a personal question. I smiled and nodded.
"I wrote it when we first started to see each other." I admitted sullenly. Frank's eyes glimmered happily as the song I loved to sing was made for him.
"The only hope for me is you alone." Frank whispered sweetly and kissed me tenderly. This was the best night of my life. Nothing I repeat nothing can ever destroy what I have now.
