For the love of Music

You steal a kiss from your lover, and then walk out on stage, for the first time. "Hello out there..."you said and the crowd roared. "I know you all want to see and hear My Chemical Romance..." more screams. "But first, you have a treat, to warm you all up, we are My Friday-Nite Special." The crowd cheered again, and you dove into "Never Again For You"
You belted:
"All the times gave up for you,
All of the shit that you put me through,
I swallowed my pride,
You now you left me,
Broken and Empty,
I will no longer cover this lie

Never Again will I say I love you,
Never Again I'll open up my heart,
Never Again, your words cut right through me,
Never Again for you

Since that time I hope I have grown stronger,
Each round of triumph getting longer and longer,
I thought I was getting better,
But then I see your face,
My Pride gets erased,
As if you think 'I'll be the end of her'

Never Again will I say I love you,
Never Again I'll open up my heart,
Never Again, your words cut right through me,
Never Again for you

And if you ever think I'm smiling,
It's cuz I'm planning your downfall,
And if you ever think I'll come back,
you are so wrong

Never Again will I say I love you,
Never Again I'll open up my heart,
Never Again, your words cut right through me,
Never Again...

Never Again will I say I love you,
Never Again I'll open up my heart,
Never Again, your words cut right through me,
Never Again for you"

The Crowd erputed when you finished. MFS was a hit. After a few other songs, you took your bows and spoke again. "Now that we got ya movin'...ready for MCR?"
The rockers screamed, you and your band bowed and MCR took the stage.
The whole show you watch girls scream at the black and crimson figure, wanting the guitarst you loved. "Too bad girls, he's all mine" you thought. Little did you know, when you were on stage in the black outfit with red "gunshot" wounds, he did the same for you, thinking, "This raven haired girl is mine and mine alone."
After an amazing 3 hours, you ran backstage and did a little meet-and-greet for the kids who had backstage passes. You had a lot of teens coming up to you, and one girl said, "The only way she got on the tour is she fucked one of the guys, she has no talent."
"Excuse me?" you walked over to the short girl, about your age, with the messy blonde hair, preppy shirt and hooker skirt.
"You are talentless, your act was terrible." and she made an attempt and slapping you.
You caught her fist in the air, and twisted her arm. "Look, blondie, I know I have talent. I beat out 1000's of people to get this spot, and I atleast have more talent in this arm" and twisted her's sharply, "then you have in your little blonde body. So I suggest you beat it. Now"
You let go of her arm and she went running.
Frank came over "What happened?!"
"That little bitch had the nerve to come over here, tell me I had no talent and slap me! I could her hit and told her to get lost. Ugh"
"Shockingly, we get that alot, people who just buy tickets to make fun of us. Don't let it get to you. We all know you are amazing." and he kissed you.
"Thanks, I was weak" and you kissed him.
"ALL RIGHT! Time to get back on the road!" Shouted Chuck

That night, Frank kissed you good night and you dreamed that the dumb blonde later became your maid. In your mansion. But that wasn't your favorite part of the dream. Your favorite part was that you lived in that mansion with Frankie.