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Twisted Memories

Jayden's POV

I woke up in my bunk and tried hard not to hit my head on the short ceiling. I took time to admire the fairy lights that were hung up on the walls surrounding basically any band poster you could think of. I loved my music. It was the thing that saved me, only a couple times was music not a help in the past. But, I have been clean for almost a year now, and I'm proud. I still cover the scars today only to not make my new family think I'm a crazy, suicidal teenager.

I snapped out if the haze and jumped down, to only fall to the ground from my legs being asleep. "Shit.." I mumbled to myself and picked my lazy body of the ground, making sure my legs were fully awake before walking again.

"You are too funny for your own good," Mikey said from the kitchen area. "Who jumps from a bunk bed anyway?" He turned so he was looking at me when a surprising look covered up his face. "What?" I asked. Mikey just kept the look until I forced myself to turn around. If he wasn't going to talk then what was the point if staying in here. I was heading for the bathroom once I turned around but instead was met with a hungover father.

"Jayden! It's so nice to see you!" He extended the 'o' to emphasize that he clearly still had some alcohol in his system. I was scared at that point. Memories of my drunk father came back, flooding my mind. "

G-get away pl-please..." I begged, holding back tears. He came closer to me extending his arms for a hug. He had a fake pouting face on and was begging for affection. "No! Stop please, p-please stop!" I fell to the ground and broke into tears. I felt his gaze still on me, but it was left behind once the tears started and the memories came back. Mikey grabbed me into his arms and comforting me while telling Gee to get away.

"You are okay now, shh." Mikey was telling me in my ear. I slowed my heavy breathing and tried to stop crying. It was nice to have someone holding me, caring for me. Will Gerard ever treat me like this? Will he ever care? He says he does, all the time, but he is wasting his words with actions like this. My train of thought was stopped when I heard footsteps approach me and I looked up, praying it wasn't my still intoxicated father.

I saw tattoos on the figures arm and hands and was so glad it was Frank. I forced a smile towards his direction and just relaxed on Mikey's shoulder, still sniffing a little to hold back more tears. "Mikey, can we talk really quick?" Frank asked the man that is holding me. "Sure," he responded. I held him tighter, telling him not to go. "I will be right back, I promise." He picked me up and put me on the couch, giving me one last hug before leaving to talk with Frank.

Mikey's POV

I walk back to the end of the hallway, following Frank so we can talk. I have a feeling it's about the condition Gerard is in right now. He is mentally injuring Jayden right now and it's not good, especially only after a couple days of being her father.

"What's going on?" I ask Frank. He has a very worried look on his face that is now making me worried as well. He didn't respond, but just kept on walking till we were at the very end. He turned around so we were face to face. "Frank? Are you okay?" I inspected his body but I didn't find anything unusual. "Mikey, it's about Gee." He rubbed the back of his neck then continued talking. "He just passed out, and he was just coughing up blood." Coughing up blood? What did he have last night?

"Where is he?" I asked. I was pissed that my brother was dumb enough to get this drunk around his daughter. "He is in the studio..." Frank moved to the side so I can walk past him to the studio. "Can you watch Jayden please? She isn't doing too well." I asked in the most nicest voice I could find right now. "I would be glad to." Frank smiled at the mention of Jayden and walked back to the living room area.

I slowly approached the studio area. The door was slightly opened with noises coming from inside. I opened the door all the way until I could see the uncoordinated body of Gerard. He was trying to find his balance to get up and off of the scattered papers on the floor. "Gerard, let me help you." I said. "Mikey? Oh thank God it's you. What happened last night?" He grabbed for his head and started coughing. He ran past me and into the bathroom, only to let out vomit and specks of blood.

"Gee, why are you throwing up blood?" I asked, patting his back affectionately while he hangs his head over the toilet bowl. He might not know, but whatever he had must have done something pretty bad.

"I-I'm fine, what happened to Jayden?" He asked. "How you are completely unaware of what you just did back there?" I said sourly. "You were hungover, Gee! She got scared and started having flashbacks of her old father."

He looked up with the most horrified face ever, like he had seen a ghost. He started to lightly cry on the ground. The sound reminded me of a kitten almost, like he was too scared of himself to cry. "Gerard, I'm sorry. But you need to know that you can't do that stuff. It freaks her out." I went down with my brother and hugged him. "I'm so sorry Mikey....." He cried. "I di-didnt know what I was doing! I'm so horrible!" Gerard shoved his hands to his eyes and was balling now. I felt bad. He didn't even know what he was doing while still lightly intoxicated.

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I walked back with Gerard from the bus. We have been in the back cleaning him up and getting him ready for the concert tonight. I was excited because tomorrow night's concert, Jayden will be playing. It's kind of early in the tour, but it will be worth it after, for all of us.

We were walking out the bus and into the building in New Jersey. Our mother was going to be at this concert tonight to see us preform. It was good to be back in the very state all of us grew up in.

I suddenly felt a shudder go through me. I looked to my side and realized it was Gerard starring in front of us. I looked in the direction his eyes were shooting at, in a glossy state of form. I saw Jayden walking with Frank's arm around her shoulder. Its nice to see Frank comforting her right now. From what I have been hearing from Ray, they is a little love going on between them. ;)

We enter the building and there was already some crazy-awesome fans waiting 4 fucking hours before the concert started. It excited me that the band has such good fans. They were the best fans ever. One time, this girl made me a doll that looks just like myself, then Gerard wanted one so she made him one too.

With Ray slightly behind Gerard and I, we headed towards the dressing rooms. I saw Jayden a couple times and thankfully it was when Gerard was around. When I got the chance, I took it and got her attention.

"Jayden?" She looked over in my direction with a small smile. "Can we talk, it's about what happened earlier... If you are fine talking about that." Her smile was replaced with a sadden face. "If you don't want to that's okay." She sighed and talk for the first time in a while today. "No. It's okay.. continue."

"We- I would just like to first day that Gerard feels terrible. He never wanted you to be scared or feel in danger around your own family. So, that's why he has decided to go straight-edge." I talked nervously but a proud tone overtook the nervous and I didn't get let down when I saw Jayden smile. Now I see why Frankie likes her so much.

"That's great. I'm really proud of him, but he still should have known better before coming to me intoxicated." I nodded to her response and looked down at my phone for the time. I only had 2 hours before the concert, and I needed to get to soundcheck. "Well, I will be heading off, but it was good to talk. Stay strong, Jay." She smiled and I walked off.

Tonight was going to be a tough one.

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Well hope you had fun reading this chapter. It's pretty long.

and sorry for the pic up top.. it made me 2944% better when I saw it so hope you like.

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