adopted by mcr √

Guitar Notes

Jayden's POV

I woke up and was confused of where I currently was. I looked around and I remembered I was in my bunk. Touring. With My Chemical Romance, my family.

The words put together in the same sentence still made me so elated. I reached over and grabbed my phone off a small shelf inside the bunk and checked the time. Instead, I got 3 messages from Ashton, Pinterest notification, and Hot Topic sale alert.

I opened up the messages from Ashton.

Ashton: Jayden
Ashton: Are you okay?
Ashton: Why aren't you answering me?

All of those text messages were sent at 6:57 pm. My phone was charging so I must have not seen them.

Jayden: I'm sorry Ashton. My phone was charging and I went to sleep shortly after. I was tired. 💛

I waited a couple minutes and he still hasn't answered. "Hypocrite." I mumbled. I let my feet dangle over the edge of my bunk as I was looking at Instagram and Snapchat. I sent my streaks with the time which was currently 8:54 am.

I was finishing up texting back a few people when I felt a hand grab my foot. I let out a little high pitch scream and immediately pulled away and was up against the wall. My scream was followed by laughing, which I recognized as Frank's laugh. It was so much cuter than on video.

"Oh my gosh Frank I am going to kill you!" I jumped down from my bunk and jumped onto his. He was not there for my surprise attack. "Oh really?" I heard him behind me. I turned around and he pushed me down and began to tickle my abdomen. "S-stop! Frank!" I screamed between laughs.

"What's wrong?" Gerard came into the hallway with a concerned look on his face. "Frank's being a asshole." I said. "He is illegally tickling me." I giggled as Gerard was so worried over little things like play fighting.

"I am not! I was just messing around. Assholes don't mess around, and I'm nice!" Frank cried sarcastically. I stuck my tounge out at him and tried to escape his grasp. "Frank let go of my daughter." Gerard said.

He called me his daughter. When will I ever be able to call him dad? Does he want me to call him dad? This is all too confusing.

"Fine, for now." And once again, Frank Iero winked at me. HOW MUCH THAT KILLED ME.

I got up and decided to go to the kitchen part of the bus. Mikey was already in the living room part, watching TV. "Mikey? Where's the coffee?" He looked at me with a almost death expression on his face. "It's all gone..." He said quietly. I looked at him. "Your kidding, right?" No coffee means no purpose of getting up. That is my fuel for the day. I can not have it.

"Sadly, I'm not." I went up to him and hugged him. "What are we ever going to do?!" I said dramatically. "Go to Starbucks." He smiled at my small play I put on. "Thank the Lord for Starbucks." I sighed. "It's so damn good."

I went back to my bunk, watching out for Frank but he was no where around. That relieved me, but also worried me. Where would he be?

"Jayden?" I was approached by Da-Gerard, and he had a smile on his face.

"Yes?"

"Can you play guitar for me?" Well of course I can play guitar. I have been playing guitar for about 7 years. But for Gerard, I don't know. I haven't played in front of anyone in forever.

"Why might you be asking me?" I returned the smile back at him. "The whole band wants to hear you." I started having a panic attack. The whole band?

"That's more than one person..." I trailed off. "It's okay if you don't want to. But we want to hear you soon. We will be at the venue soon for soundcheck." He started to walk off towards the rest of the band. "I'm sorry, D-Gerard." I caught myself before I said dad. I was praying to God he didn't hear me.

"It's okay."

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We were at the venue in Pittsburgh and it was fricken huge. It had 18 doors as an entrance to the inside and when we walked into the dressing rooms the soundcheck was just beginning.

"Jayden, you okay?" Ray asked. "Yeah I'm good, just taking it all in." It was the first concert venue I have been to that hasn't been at a club or conference hall. "Hey, by the way, I really wanted to hear you play again. You were really good at the adoption house." They all were getting on me about playing. What's the big deal?

"Thanks, maybe sometime soon I will. But I don't think I will ever be as good as you or Frank." I chuckled to myself. There is no way someone can be as good and Frank Iero or Ray Toro. They were the gods of guitar.

"Maybe Frank." Ray laughed, "Well, see you later on." He walked on stage for the continuation of the soundcheck. Maybe I could get some practice to play for the band while they are practicing. Make sense?

I quickly went back to the tour bus and grabbed my guitar from the living room area. I ran off the bus and back into the building. I found my way back to the dressing rooms and surprised I found my way around that quickly.

I opened the black case and carefully took the black electric guitar out. I grabbed a .91 pick and started to play a song I made up.

Now come on, come on to this tragic affair
Wipe off that makeup what's in is despair
So throw on the black dress mixed in with the lot
You might, wake up and notice you're someone you're not

If you look in the mirror and don't like what you see
You can find out firsthand what it's like to be me
So gather 'round piggies and kiss this goodbye
I'd encourage your smiles I'll expect you won't cry

That's all I came up with currently, but was still a work in progress. I looked up from the guitar to think of more lyrics but were come to find that the whole band was watching me, all eyes wide with shock.

"I know it's not that good but I'm still working-"

"Are you kidding me? That was amazing!" Ray came over and hugged me. "How can you make up lyrics like that?"

"I have had that song for a while, just can't finish it." I sighed. Everyone else told me how good I was. Frank came up to me last.

"You were amazing." He said. "I told you. You are just like me."

Hey guys

Sorry for the late update. Hate on me for that.
Next part I will make a different pov to change it up.

Keep on reading and stay alive

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