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I have written none of chapter 5 for 'I Would Drive On The The End With You' yet. I don't know, the last 4 chapters came so easily, but I'm just stuck on this one.

SO. I went onto a new project.

Description:

Sadey Rhea, 20, and from Newark, New Jersey isn't a very popular girl. She's much more interested in comic books, star wars, drawing and writing than going to partys and hanging out with people. She is planning to attend art school in New York. She's a loner; she doesn't have many friends. Basically, she's like a younger female version of how Gerard Way used to be.

But one of her friends, Terry, gets tickets to see MCR for her birthday. Terry doesn't like MCR so she gives them to Sadey. Sadey never really heard any of MCR's music, but she did read Gerard's comic book, The Umbrella Academy, thought it was amazing, and thought it would be cool to see how he and his band preform.

Sadey meets Jamia Nester in the audience after Sadey's glasses get destroyed and she gets shoved around in a mosh pit. Jamia takes her backstage, gives her new glasses, and she meets the band.

She is especially delighted to meet Gerard Way..

The year is 2007. Gerard is not married to Lyn-Z Ballato. He is still in a relationship with Eliza Cuts.

Disclaimer - Sadey Rhea is the only character I own. This is completely fictional. I have no connection to any of these characters.

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Chapter 001

When I rubbed tears away from my eyes was when I finally realized my glasses had fallen off my ears and onto the black, slick sweat and blood covered floor. I attempted to bend down and pick them up, but an elbow smashed into my chest and my breath was snatched away from me. I let out a whimper of pain and frustration and thought that coming here was a huge mistake. I'm not a punk scene kid - I don't belong here in any way or for any reason.

My anger overcame my commonsense as I bent down and shoved the random teenagers' legs away, trying to find my glasses in the jet black darkness that was a My Chemical Romance concert. Some groans came from the people who were trying to run into each other at high intensity's; moshing, as my friend, Terry, calls it. My knees gave out and I fell to the cold floor, feeling a couple pairs of feet trample on top of my body. A few people quickly stepped off of me, realizing they had stepped on a body, but a few other's didn't either notice or care.

Why should they care?

My fingertips touched a piece of glass. I picked it up and realized it was my glasses lens that must of came out. My fingers trickled along other pieces of glass and I realized these ignorant people who won't stop running into each other - I mean, "moshing" - must of stepped on and destroyed my glasses. All I did was sigh sadly, my breath shaky, and attempt to stand up. I failed miserably, falling down on my bottom. All I wanted to do at that point was cry in a corner, but I looked up to see the most beautiful woman offering her hand to me.

"Hey!" she shouted, attempting to muffle out the sound of raging guitars and shrill vocals. "Here! Take my hand, now! Hurry!" My heart started to race as I reached for her hand. She pulled me up quickly, just in time to save me from a group of reckless teenage boys, slamming into each other and a girl's feet flying from being carried stomach up in the crowd.

"Thank you!" I shouted to the girl that helped me up. My Chemical Romance stopped playing one of their songs and another round of screams and applause happened, just like it had after the past 14 songs had ended.

"You're totally welcome! I didn't wanna see you get smashed!" The lady announced. I smiled and she put her hand out, acknoledging me to shake it. "I'm Jamia Nester," she introduced.

I smiled at her. "I'm Sadey Rhea," I told her.

"Nice to meet you!" Jamia shouted. "What's that?" she asked, noticing my smashed glasses that I had been holding in my hands.

I frowned. "My glasses. When I got knocked over, some people stepped on them and now they are ruined." Jamia frowned also.

"Aw, I'm really sorry, sweetie. Let me see what's left of 'em." I handed the demolished glasses to her and she looked up at me. "I actually have a pair of glasses that I never wear. They look just like these. After the show, I could give them to you and you can see if they work for your eyes."

I was surprised. Here is this amazingly gorgeous female that I met just a few minutes ago and she's offering to give me a new pair of glasses? "Oh my gosh, really? That would be lovely, thanks." Jamia smiled. "Don't mention it," she replied.

My Chemical Romance finished their final song of the night and the crowed erupted into applause. "Thank you so much, New Jersey! It feels so fuckin' good to be home!" the singer screamed. Jamia clapped, cheered, gave a little wave, and grinned a huge smile. She was really beautiful. I tried not to stare at her, but it was awfully difficult. "You were wonderful; thank you for welcoming us back! We love you with all our heart!" the singer shouted. The crowed screamed even louder. The band members blew kisses, bowed, and waved before jogging off backstage.

The stage lights were turned on so we could all see to leave the arena. I turned to Jamia. "Where are we going?" She pointed to the barricade leading to the stage.

"We're going backstage, hun," she replied. "Huh?!" I asked. Jamia giggled and took my hand. "C'mere. We're going backstage." "But isn't that where the band is?" Jamia nodded as a man opened the gate for us to walked through.

"Thanks Worm," she said to him. "Oh, and good job on getting that one girl out of the crowd. I could tell all her crowd surfing was making her nauseous." Worm nodded and smiled as we walked through the gate. We walked up the steps and behind the stage. I was beginning to get lightheaded. I mean, I wasn't a fan of My Chemical Romance, I barely knew any of their songs, but I knew they were famous and some of my friends talked about the band members as if they were gods. Being backstage and knowing they were back there too made me feel really weird.

Jamia and I walked into the bands dressing room and their they were. My Chemical Romance. The first person I saw was skinny and had straight brown hair. He was talking to a very pretty woman and he and her both giggled at something one of them said. Jamia smiled and waved at one of the members; he had blond hair, a beard and was wearing sunglasses. Jamia walked over to a desk and pulled out a case that held a pair of glasses.

She handed them to me. "Here, try 'em on." I did as she requested. "Whoaaaa," I said. She frowned. "Is that a good 'whoa' or a bad 'whoa'?" she asked. I smiled. "A very good 'whoa'. These are just about the same as mine. The lenses are black instead of brown, and they are a little loose, but I can always get them tightened. Thank you so much!"

Jamia smiled. "You are very welcome. Oh, hey, do you want to meet everyone? I mean, you probably do, you came to see MCR live and all." I shrugged. "I'm not really a fan. Well, I never heard any of their music. My friend got this ticket for her birthday and didn't want to come so she gave it to me."

She smiled. "That was nice of her." I nodded. "The singer is Gerard Way, right?" "Yes, yes he is," she answered. I smiled. "Well, I would love to meet him. I read his comic 'The Umbrella Academy'." Jamia grinned. "Really, aw, he'll love to meet you then," she said as we began to walk to the other side of the room.

"I think you would get along very well with my fiance'" she said casually. "Who's your fiance?" I asked. Jamia looked around. "Well, he's not here now. He probably went to get a drink. I'm getting married to Frank Iero, one of the guitarists in March." "Wow, really?" I asked. Jamia nodded and smiled.

We reached the doorway on the far left and I met eyes with the most perfectly beautiful man in the whole world.

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Heh heh.
I wonder who that could be.

Ooooooo! Awesome chapter Sarah! I WANT MORE NOW! LOL

I'm actually surprised that i didn't comment on this thing yet.......O___o

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LOL. Here's more.
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Chapter 002

His eyes were the most beautiful shade of hazel, yet they had a tint of emerald green. His hair was absolutely perfect; messy, and black strands going in every which direction, but so utterly attractive. He was about 3 inches taller than me and was wearing a comfortable black sweater and faded jeans. He smiled a sweet sideways grin at me, revealing his shiny white teeth, and I felt my face turn red and knees begin buckle. How could a human being be so amazingly gorgeous?

Jamia looked over at me and smiled. "Gerard, this is Sadey Rhea. I met her at the show," she started. I was so thankful she was doing all the talking. I didn't even think I could function my mouth to attempt speaking. "She read 'The Umbrella Academy' and really liked it," Jamia added.

Gerard smiled again. "Aw, thank you," he said, wrapping his arms around me. I hugged him back and, without thinking, buried my face slightly into his shoulder. He was so warm, comfortable and smelled so nice. Not like anything in particular; he had his own scent that was very pleasant and sweet.

We released our embrace. "Who's your favorite character?" Gerard asked me. I didn't need time to think about my answer. "Definetly, The Kraken. You wrote him wonderfully, I think. He's so rebellious and reckless. I also like how he can hold his breath for a long period of time and has knife throwing skills. He's a casual character, I feel, he doesn't have these like amazing super powers or anything. Oh, and I think it's sorta funny how The Monocle refers to him as “an insolent brat”.

Gerard laughed. "Wow, thanks a lot. He was really easy to write, even though I'm not quite that rebellious and reckless. I think everyone has that rebellion inside them, and I really wanted to create the "bad boy" character," he replied. "I'm really happy you enjoyed it," he added.

Jamia and I both smiled. "I did, very much so," I answered. Gerard smiled at me and I couldn't help but release a pitiful girly giggle.

"Oh, hey, Jamia, do I still have that stack of the 6 issue collection on my drawing desk?" he questioned.

Jamia nodded. "Yeah, I was just over there grabbing my glasses to give Sadey. Hers were stepped on at the show." Gerard frowned. "Aw, sorry about that."

I smiled. "It's not your fault. People just weren't watching where they were stepping." Gerard smiled. "Glad you look at it optimistically. I would of probably been pissed and flipped shit," he replied.

Jamia and I both chuckled. Gerard smiled again. "I'll be back," he said as he walked over to his drawing desk, talking a little to Frank, Jamia's fiance.

Jamia turned to me. "You are so fucking adorable, Sadey."

My eyes widened, but I couldn't help laugh a little. "What?" I asked blindly. "Oh, come on!" she said, stretching her words. "You were totally gushing over Gee. It was so priceless and cute."

I blushed, but snapped back. "I was just being polite, that's all." Jamia giggled. "Does being polite include eying him up?" I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. I simply laughed nervously. "He is absolutely beautiful," I said as I looked at Jamia. She nodded. "He's a handsome man, yeah. Sorry to crush you, but he's dating a girl named Eliza."

I laughed. "You aren't crushing me. I just really appreciate his work and think he's quite charming and cute, that's all," I said quickly. Jamia laughed as Gerard joined us once again.

He smiled at me. "Here you are, sweetheart. I realized that you might have all the issue's already, so I signed the covers for you," Gerard said as he handed me the 6 'The Umbrella Academy' issues. I gawked and blushed like a 13 year old girl. He was so unbelievably sweet.

"No, I only have the first 3 issues. Thank you so much, Gerard," I said gratefully. He smiled at me once again. "You are very welcome."

My smile grew once I realized he called me 'sweetheart'.

"Gerard, where's Eliza? Alicia's driving me crazy, asking me where she ran off to," a lean man with straight brown hair asked. The spark in Gerard's eyes quickly flickered and died. "She said she was bored and was going to go to a nightclub or something. I wasn't really paying attention to her. Just tell Alicia to call her cell phone," he said quickly. The man nodded and smiled when he noticed my presence. "Oh, this is Sadey Rhea," Gerard introduced. "Jamia met her at the show. This is my little brother, Mikey."

I smiled at Mikey and he gave me a quick hug. "Did you enjoy the show?" he asked me. I nodded and said I did, even though I didn't have that great of a time. How could I of had a great time? My glasses got destroyed, I was being thrown around in every which direction and people were trying to surf the crowd, so I constantly had different parts of different gender's bodies on my fucking head. It wasn't that enjoyable.

"Glad you did," Mikey said and he gave me a smile before turning away to talk to a beautiful dark haired woman who I assumed was Alicia.

Jamia frowned at Gerard. "Eliza didn't stay to watch your biggest concert of the tour?" Gerard shrugged like it wasn't a big deal, but I could sense his tension. He looked like he wanted the subject to be changed quickly. I was just about to, but he answered Jamia.

"No, she didn't. I honestly don't know what's up with her anymore. She's usually right by my side, driving me up the wall from being so close to me. Then she runs off on one of the biggest night's of my life. I don't understand her."

Jamia and I both stood in silence, neither of us sure what we should say. Gerard smiled slightly. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be such a downer." He turned to me.

"So what other comic books do you like?"

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Heh heh. Gerard and his comic books.
I only have one chapter after this one.
I hope to get more written soon.

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THERE BETTER BE MORE SOON!! lol

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AND THERE WILL BE MORE SOON. GAWD.

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