It's Never Gonna Be Too Late.
A Secret Not Silent Is A Secret Not Safe.
We walked inside of the spacey dressing room.
Mikey was strumming the open strings of his bass while everyone settled in.
I stood beside one of the couches with my purse and phone in my hand.
I looked at old and sent messages and new and old received calls to try and pass time.
"Hey, where are Ashe and Frank?" Gerard questioned.
Everyone shrugged.
"Can someone go look for them?" he asked.
He looked right at me.
"Do I have to?"
"Please," Gerard said.
I sighed and walked out the door.
When I got outside, I headed for the bus.
I opened the door quietly and stopped once I was on the first step.
I heard voices coming from the back bunks.
They were those of Ashe and Frank.
"Come here," Frank said.
I peered around the corner.
Frank's arms were wide open for Ashe's fragile body.
She squeezed him and gave a peck on the cheek.
"But what happens if someone finds out?" she asked.
Finds out about what? I thought myself.
"No one will. It'll remain our secret. Besides, we were both drunk when it happened. No one can hold something against us if they find out because we were drunk."
"Right, but still. We're going to keep quiet about this, correct?"
"Yes," Frank smiled.
He lifted up her chin and gave her a kiss on the lips.
"It won't stay a secret for long, loves," I muttered to myself.
I hopped off the steps and onto the pavement.
I left the door ajar and headed back to the venue.
Once I was back into the dressing room, Gerard was in my face.
"Where's Ashe?"
"I need to talk to you," I told him.
I pulled him out into the hallway, leaving everyone else inside the dressing room.
"Okay, what's up?"
Mikey was strumming the open strings of his bass while everyone settled in.
I stood beside one of the couches with my purse and phone in my hand.
I looked at old and sent messages and new and old received calls to try and pass time.
"Hey, where are Ashe and Frank?" Gerard questioned.
Everyone shrugged.
"Can someone go look for them?" he asked.
He looked right at me.
"Do I have to?"
"Please," Gerard said.
I sighed and walked out the door.
When I got outside, I headed for the bus.
I opened the door quietly and stopped once I was on the first step.
I heard voices coming from the back bunks.
They were those of Ashe and Frank.
"Come here," Frank said.
I peered around the corner.
Frank's arms were wide open for Ashe's fragile body.
She squeezed him and gave a peck on the cheek.
"But what happens if someone finds out?" she asked.
Finds out about what? I thought myself.
"No one will. It'll remain our secret. Besides, we were both drunk when it happened. No one can hold something against us if they find out because we were drunk."
"Right, but still. We're going to keep quiet about this, correct?"
"Yes," Frank smiled.
He lifted up her chin and gave her a kiss on the lips.
"It won't stay a secret for long, loves," I muttered to myself.
I hopped off the steps and onto the pavement.
I left the door ajar and headed back to the venue.
Once I was back into the dressing room, Gerard was in my face.
"Where's Ashe?"
"I need to talk to you," I told him.
I pulled him out into the hallway, leaving everyone else inside the dressing room.
"Okay, what's up?"