Disguise (Adopted by Motionless in White)

This was supposed to come out on the 22nd of November

(Ryan's POV)

Chris is coming over today. I've noticed Summer gets a little bit stressed around strangers. I'm hoping this will be okay. Maybe I should warn her? Probably.

"Chris is coming over soon." I tell Summer, not much more comes to mind about what I should say.

"Okay." She responds, looking up from a drawing of she was making on a piece of notebook paper.

"Whatcha drawing?" I ask, curious.

"Emerson Barrett from Palaye Royale." She replies, adding detail to the hat.

"Wow, that's pretty good." I respond amazed.

"Thank you." She replies, I nod and walk out.

I head to the kitchen and grab a glass of water. My phone rings, I pick it up.

"Hey, Chris, what's up?"

"So uhm, partway there my car ran out of gas. Can you come pick me up?" He asks, his voice shaking from the awkwardness of asking that question.

"Yeah! Of course. I'll be there soon just tell me where you are." I answer. he tells me the location, we hang up. "Hey, Summer, I gotta pick Chris up so you'll be here by yourself for a little bit." I tell her,

"Okay." She responds, I head out. 

(Summer's POV)

I finish the drawing, but just end up crossing out the eyes. I wish I could listen to music right now. I can't function without it, it keeps me calm. Especially Korn and the Red Hot Chili Peppers. It's something about the way Flea and Fieldy play. Slap bass just somehow calms me down. Then there's bands like Black Veil Brides, Green Day, Palaye Royale, Motionless in White, Slipknot, Mindless Self Indulgence, and more that the way the music comes together keeps me inspired enough to be okay around people in crowds. I need to get through life with music, or else I will scream like early days Gerard Way. But not quite basement Gerard. 

Suddenly I feel like crying, why do I feel like crying? No, gotta keep it together. My fist grips around the pencil. I rub my eye with the other one. What am I doing? Why am I here? Why is he taking pity on me?

I flip the drawing over, and start to write down my thoughts as lyrics. 

"These thoughts circle around

New and unfamiliar

But I keep myself together

I'm scared to fall apart

I'm a dumb kid

I wish I was the one left behind

But I've been thrown into the circle

Just have to keep my head up for air

Get me out of here

I'd rather die alone and brave

I'm just alright

I'm completely fine

but I need to keep this up

so I don't find this emptiness"

I continue writing. That girl back there yesterday, I knew her from seventh and sixth grade. She mentioned stuff about cutting, but I don't do that. Being able to write down my thoughts in this form helps me so I don't do that to myself. Yeah, I'm a wreck. But I'm a wreck who doesn't have arms, so take that! My jacket, my ninja suit! So fuck you Cara!

I hear the front door open, I flip the drawing/writing over again to the side of Emerson in case anyone comes up here.

(Chris's POV)

I follow Ryan inside as we talk.

"So what's the next?" I ask, we're not planning on recording any new material yet, but there's still something coming up.

"All I know is that we have a tour with Marilyn Manson and Black Veil Brides in about three or four months. But you know that already..." Ryan thinks about plans other than the tour. "Ask Ricky?"

"Yeah, good idea." I say and get out my phone and call Ricky. "Hey, uhm, Ryan and I are wondering do we have anything coming up before the next tour?"

"Did you forget about the interviews tomorrow and next week?" He asks, probably checking any reminders.

"Oh shit! Yeah!" I respond,

"Hey, language! I have a reason to scold people now!" Ryan reminds me that he's watching the kid from a few nights ago.

"Sorry." I apologize, embarrassed that he had to do that, but also trying not to laugh.

"Ooooooooooo!" Ricky says from the phone, laughing.

 "Don't forget, Ryan can scold people now." I joke, Ricky laughs from the phone. Ryan is questioning why in the world he said that. We then talk about the times of the interviews and where they're at. After that we hang up.

"I can't just leave Summer alone tomorrow for the entire day." Ryan mumbles making a plan in his head. 

"Slipknot are in town, you could ask them for help." I suggest, even though I know it would be awkward to ask Slipknot to watch a kid. He gives me a weird look. I just blink in response. "Would it really be that awkward to ask them for help?"

"Yes." He responds immediately. "Summer also gets nervous around large groups of people."

"Okay, how about the person who would be the best in this situation who we have a contact for." I suggest, we scroll through our contacts.

"I mean there's Jake or Jinxx, but Jinxx would be busy with his new baby." Ryan thinks,

"So Jake's an option, there's also Ash or Frankie." I suggest,

"Ash would probably be an option, but Frankie's on vacation." He explains, "There's everyone from Pierce the Veil." 

"I would only trust Tony with this task..." I think, "And maybe Jaime." Nothing against Vic or Mike, Jaime and Tony just seem like moms to me. "But there's also Jerry from Papa Roach, and really any of Palaye Royale."

"Okay, and then we have Andy and Juliet." Ryan finishes.

"Okay, should we see who's available first?" I ask, he nods and sends a text to someone. After a while of texting people he finally closes his phone.

"Sebastian's available." He says, relieved.

"Okay." I answer,

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Happy late birthdays to Tony from P Roach, Emerson from Palaye, and Vinny. This was supposed to go then, but now it's a few days late. So, rad. Anyways, stream Scarlet Cross by Black Veil Brides, and watch the music videos for Lowkey as Hell (Waterparks), Tonight is the Night I Die (Palaye Royale), and As Above, So Below (In This Moment).

- Tin Can