I Don't Love You

Frank's POV;

After spending all night in the bathroom, throwing up food I didn't even know I ate, I finally lay in my own bed. I took some antacid, Tums, simply anything to get my stomach feeling better. I had teas sent up to my hotel room, and spent a lot of time in the bathroom and in bed.

Remember when my stomach was acting up before? Uh yeah,

Food poisoning.

I am never eating French tofu ever again. I mean really, how can you fuck up tofu? Is there a way to make that wrong? Don't you just...ugh, I don't even know. I don't even want to think about it, to be honest, cause it's making my poor tummy all bubbly-bubbly again, and that doesn't feel nice.

Also, I need to take note to read up on certain things. Like tofu, for one, along with shrimp. Two things that always made me sick, and I never back checked on it later.

I laid down on my bed, the room quiet and dark. I could smell my own breath in my pillow, it smelt like dry ice and antacid stuff. I frowned and turned over, onto my back, my stomach making another gurgling noise that I proceeded to ignore. I glanced over at the sleeping couple in the bed next to me, Mikey all cuddled up with Alicia and smirked.

They made me so nauseous - they were so cute.

...Maybe that was leftover tofu still swimming around inside of me. Ugh, I thought I got rid of all of that!

I sat twiddling my thumbs; unable to fall asleep with this ache I had inside my stomach. I began to rethink my choice of becoming a vegetarian, then thought of all the innocent animals being eaten, then changed my mind. I wondered why I didn't have a normal meal, like everyone else, and have macaroni and cheese and I began to smile, my mind wandering back to a previous conversation I'd had with someone...

I looked down to my hands, a little rough from all those years of guitar. Well the old boys would be getting a break, seeing as how my food poisoning stint wasn't allowing me to play the next couple days. I was put on bed rest, emphasis on the rest part, to sleep it off as we continued touring. Which was good, cause my last little break was a little bit of a catastrophe, and now I'd get more time to catch up with people...

Which reminded me! Alliyson had never gotten back in touch with me after walking that stupid dog of John's. I wondered if she was all right, simply out of curiosity. (I promise)

I reached over to my side table slowly, reaching for my Sidekick, as to not agitate my stomach, which was starting to gurgle again. I slid it open and immediately went to AIM. Apparently, I had like three missed messages or something.

final car wreck: You better get back here love
final car wreck: I'm getting a little lonely =[
final car wreck: MY LONELINESS IS KILLING MEEE AND III
NJ loves pansy: I MUST CONFESS, I STILL BELIEVE<3 eck 90s pop
final car wreck: FRANK! Yay hi
NJ loves pansy: What's up?
final car wreck: How's the stomach?
NJ loves pansy: You wouldn't believe me if I told you
final car wreck: Try me
NJ loves pansy: I've got food poisoning.
final car wreck: Aww poor baby<3
NJ loves pansy: I know, POOR BABY =[ you should come make it better
final car wreck: Uh-huh, do tell how I'm doin that
NJ loves pansy: Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Idk haha so how was walkin the dog? You finish doin John's bandages?
final car wreck: Hm yeah uh, about that...
NJ loves pansy: ???
final car wreck: Kinda not home
NJ loves pansy: Well then where are you?
final car wreck: The mall
NJ loves pansy: And what are you doing at the mall at this time of the morning?!
final car wreck: Diff. time zones hun. What time is it there?
NJ loves pansy: I dont know, like three in the morning
final car wreck: It's nine here
NJ loves pansy: Well are you shopping? Gonna buy me a nice new studded belt? I'd love you forever =]
final car wreck: Uh no, not exactly lol I'm sittin on a bench drinkin starbucks
NJ loves pansy: Gerard would rape you for that
final car wreck: Who's to say he hasn't already?
NJ loves pansy: ...I'm going to pretend like I didn't just read that
final car wreck: Was hoping you would.
NJ loves pansy: Well is John shopping?
final car wreck: Uh, no. He's not here
NJ loves pansy: ...why do I have a bad feeling?
final car wreck: John and I had another fight.
NJ loves pansy: Joy. Wha happened this time?
final car wreck: Well.........he kinda sorta not really kicked me out the house
NJ loves pansy: WHAT.
final car wreck: Um yeah which is what brings me to this LOVELY mall in my little stolen but not exactly stolen car
NJ loves pansy: You've gotta be kidding me........did he really kick you out?
final car wreck: Ok see what had happened was that after our little fight I told him to get away from me or w/e and he got pissd and reminded me it was HIS house so I was like fuck it, I'm out
NJ loves pansy: What the fuck for?! The fight couldn't possibly have been that bad

final car wreck is away.

NJ loves pansy: Get back here we're not done talking I just can't believe you seriously ran out like that what could he have possibly said that was that bad??? .......Alliyson come back

final car wreck is back from away.

final car wreck: Well you're sitting here fucking yelling at me cause I've finally left him shouldn't you be fucing happy or something wth
NJ loves pansy: I'm not happy, where the fuck you supposed to go do you got friends in Florida to go to you're def. not spending your time in the mall
final car wreck: Well sorry yes I do have friends I can go to but I don't want to because knowing John, he's probably called every friend I've made over the last three years.
NJ loves pansy: Why don't you go home and work it out with him?
final car wreck: Do you even want me to?
NJ loves pansy: Yeah
final car wreck: You're a bad liar.
NJ loves pansy: Okay so I want to run away with you and we can live wherever you want and have little Franks and Alliysons running around but thats not possible right now you're with someone as am I and right now you're just mad cause you guys got in a fight.... Just go back to him and work it out and all will be well.
final car wreck: You know you're not happy with the way things are right now
NJ loves pansy: It doesn't matter if I'm happy or not, all that matters is if you're hapy
final car wreck: Do you mean that?
NJ loves pansy: With everything
final car wreck: Let's do it Frank
NJ loves pansy: ... Do what?
final car wreck: Run away together, you just said it
NJ loves pansy: Alliyson I wasn't serious ...
final car wreck: You're such a bad liar. You know you meant some of it or else you wouldn't have said it
NJ loves pansy: Touche, but
final car wreck: I'll arrange flights tonight, get the tickets to you tomorrow and by this time tomorrow we'll both be off somewhere
NJ loves pansy: Where will we go? If I agree to this that is
final car wreck: New York.
NJ loves pansy: Can't we go to Jersey?
final car wreck: Frank, we'll go wherever you want
NJ loves pansy: Okay.
final car wreck: YOU'LL DO IT? =]
NJ loves pansy: Yes Alliyson, although you're a raving lunatic I think I just agreed to run away with you
final car wreck: You won't regret this Frankie-doodle.
NJ loves pansy: Please don't let me. The band will kill me.
final car wreck: Leave them a letter, tell them that this food poisoning has opened your eyes and you wanna sightsee in the case that your next one might be DEADLY.
NJ loves pansy: You really are retarded aren't you?
final car wreck: John would buy it
NJ loves pansy: John's a meathead
final car wreck: Good point. Well think of something to tell everyone while I go to a hotel and book these tickets, k?
NJ loves pansy: I will.

I closed my phone and slowly set it down on the table. Was I really going to go through this with her?

I thought about the pros, and the cons of this situation.

Pros: Get to run away with Alliyson to a much-needed vacation, just the two of us. Doesn't sound too bad, we'll be in New York - which is pretty close to New Jersey, and we'll go wherever we wanna go. Get to think about what I'm going to do with Demesne. Gather my thoughts on Alliyson. Something magical, something amazing could spark between us in New York, and everything would work out.

Cons: Running away with Alliyson could be very bad. She could realize her love for John, and leave me there. We could get killed, murdered, etc., etc. I could realize how much I really love Demesne, and decide I wanna marry her. John could find us. The band would kill me. The managers, all that good stuff could kill me. Everyone would think I was kidnapped, despite my note, and stop the tour to look for me.

Or worse, this trip could be the worst thing that ever happened to me.

But I had to give it a try. Live each day as if it were your last, that was my motto - right? No turning back, no turning back.

And on that note, I fell into a deep sleep.