We Don't Know Where We'll Go - Before My Chemical Romance

Ch. 5 Frank's Homecoming

"You're not in this alone

Let me break this awkward silence

Let me go, go on record

Be the first to say I'm sorry

Hear me out,

And if you take me down

Or would you lay me out

And if the world needs something better

Let's give them one more reason now, now, now..."

Gerard finished singing and stopped strumming. I didn't want him to stop though. I was so in love with what he made up.

"Well that's all I really have written down. There's a bunch of other junk that I made up, but I never really had anything else that sounded that great". I had been watching his hands the whole time, concentrating on how complicated but simple he made it look.

"That's not junk! It was A-MA-ZING! The lyrics, the guitar, your voice; it all was perfect. Trust me, I would be first in line to hear more of 'Skylines and Turnstiles'". Mikey was still in the corner holding the bass. He had been messing around on it, but then he stopped for a little to hear Gerard sing. Now he was back to silently playing around. "How many people have you played this for before?" I asked.

"Nobody, not even Mikey". Mikey looked over at me and nodding his head, as if to indicate that he agreed with what Gerard said. His glasses nearly flung off of the tip of his nose, but he caught them. I giggled.

I was so surprised. He had sounded so good that I thought he would have at least have gone over his song with someone else. But I guess Gerard just had a good ear for where the notes should go. He actually wasn't the BEST at guitar. I mean he was able to play some simple progressions. But I think he had more talent in the singing department.

I got up to grab the closest acoustic guitar and sat down next to Gerard. He began to teach me the progression for the first verse. I caught on pretty quickly, so we ended up running through the song a couple of times. I began to solo around while Gerard sang and played the background music. We had a lot of fun doing that for about an hour. After that, we plugged in a few electrics, some microphones, and Mikey joined us. It was pretty awesome sounding. But I still wished Frankie and Ray were here. Then it would probably be the most epic jam session ever.

It was Friday, which meant Frank would be coming home today. Even though he was only gone for four days, I made him a big 'Welcome Home' sign. Since he was going to be home for the next few days, we were gonna spend as much time as we possibly could together.

I heard a car pulling up on our front driveway. My mom had went to pick up the Iero family from the LAX airport in Los Angeles. They were going to stay over at our house tonight because their house was still under some construction. I ran down the stairs and out of the door, and ran towards Frank, flailing my arms like a crazed up monkey. He did the same. Good old' Frank.

"Fronkeh!!" I screamed, nearly tripping over some luggage.

"Ally-son!!" he came rolling in and knocked me over. We both ended up laying in the grass. We were exhausted.

"So how was your Grandma's?" I asked sarcastically.

"Doesn't matter. It smelled like an old fart. What I want to know is, how did YOU survive FOUR whole days without me??". We both began to crack up.

"It was pretty hard. But, I made it" I laughed.

We ordered in pizza tonight, so Frank and I sat outside with our paper plates, blaring the music. Even though we have been best friends forever, sleepovers were still a little weird. I mean with the boy-girl thing. It would be really awkward if we slept in my room, and my parents would probably object to that too. So we always ended up setting out camp in the backyard. Less confined space. We usually had Ray anyway.

We had been talking while I had the 'American Idiot' album by Green Day playing. I had to tell him.

I turned down the amp a little bit. Frankie looked up at me, a questioning look on his face. "Uh, do you remember that kid we saw the day before you left? The one across the street," I didn't wait for a response, "I met him on Monday. His name is Gerard Way. I ended up talking with him a lot and it turns out that he is a singer/songwriter. I told him about our band and he sounded like he wanted to join. He's a really awesome singer. He also has s little brother named Mikey. He plays the bass, and from what I've heard, he's pretty good. I mean, you always said we needed a lead singer and a bassist. What do you think?"

I couldn't quite make out what Frank was thinking. He looked disappointed and excited and doubtful all in one. "I mean I guess. I think Ray and I would need to meet them first, but that deffinetly sounds like that could help our band. Yet again, I love being with just you and Ray. We have so much fun. I don't know if this might ruin this".

I grabbed his hands. They seemed a little sweaty and he seemed to tense up. Bug I had to get the message across. I looked him straight in the eyes. "Frank Iero, I swear on my life and all of your puppies lives, I would never, EVER leave you for someone else. You are my best friend. And that will never change. No matter what happens, or whoever comes into our lives, you will always come first in my book".

He smiled. And he didn't stop. He got what I was trying to tell him. "I feel the same way about you. Every word. Let's talk more about this tomorrow. It's getting late".

We both smiled at each other. Then we layer down and said our goodnights.

"Hey Elise?"

"Ya Frank?"

You ARE my bestfriend". Then he fell asleep.