My Chemical Romance, Infected

Chapter 27: Affair with a Friend

Chapter 27: Affair with a Friend

I woke up laying on the stage floor. Plastic cups and cigarettes filled the room. Everyone was cleaning up the mess we had caused while I just lay there staring at the ceiling.

"Stop it." I said.

Some of the guys heard me and asked what as if I were talking to them.

"I wasn't talking to you." I said back in a stern voice.

My wrist ached being clean of blood. I stood up and stumbled to the restroom in back. The sink held my weight as I placed my hands on my face. My eyes looked so tired, I felt so exhausted in general. I rinsed my mouth with water and walked out up to the hotel room. I must have left my key in the room so I banged on the door hoping someone was in there. Frank answered a few minutes later looking as dull as ever.

"Thanks." I said walking in the room.

He didn't reply, just laid back in bed.

"What's wrong" I questioned him.

"Nothing, I'm just tired."

"That's a lie."

"I just...I can't deal with this."

"Deal with what Frank?"

"You and Lyn-Z."

"Oh ." That's all I could say. So, I went into the bathroom and freshened but when I came out, Frank and his things were gone. I couldn't believe it. How could he just get up and leave us all like this. The pain I felt seemed unreal but I ignored the pain and trotted down the wooden stairs to the lobby. I walked swiftly over to the check in desk.

"Have you seen a man with short black hair? Five feet tall, carrying a few suitcases?"

"Hmmm I think so."

"Where did he go..."

"Listen kid, all I know is that he walked toward 7th street." Said the woman behind the counter while chewing the same gum she had been chewing for a few days. Her face seemed irritated. Lacking love and attention. I didn't have time for her.

"Thanks." I said running out the door to 7th street. I looked all around for any signs of Frank. I saw a short figure move into an alley way. I ran across the street not knowing what was coming. I ran into the alley but saw nobody, not even a rat. I couldn't go much further with my thoughts. My back was against the wall and I slid down to the damp rocky ground. I didn't understand why my feelings had to be this way. Loving two people is too much work. Whoever I do chose, there is always going to be someone to feel used. I'm having an affair with my best friend.