Close your eyes and imagine this;
You are at an MCR concert.
For 2 years, you've been cutting and have recently discovered the band, and they've helped you with your addiction for about a month now.
Now, you've saved up the money to actually go to a concert, and you were so early that you got to the front of the pit.
Outstretching your arms and rocking out, you let your fresh cuts and scars show, not caring whoever saw them.
You were right in front of Mikey when he swapped places with Frank, who then paced around the stage. Gerard continued to run around, and then the song Mama played.
Rocking your heart out, at the end, you caught Gerard's stare. But he wasn't staring at you in particular.
He was staring at your cuts.
Running up to you, he knelt down and looked at you. Yelling over all the screaming fangirls, he said, "Whoever is doing this to you should go die in a fucking hole. If they call you ugly, just spit in their face and say that they are the ones ugly, and walk away. If our music helps you in anyway, I'm thankful to be helping people, especially you."
He called over a security guard, which then picked you up and set you on stage. Putting your hands to your mouth to muffle your scream, you don't know where to walk but instead stay in place. Mikey heads over and gives you a hug, while Frank smiles at you.
Gerard then gives you a kiss on your cheek and several on your scars.
