this is how I disappear

*Gee's pov*

"Here's your plane ticket sir, can I help you with ?" Said the receptionist. "No, that'll be all, thank you!"ank you!" I said trying to be equally as polite as her. Fran- I stopped myself and started crying. Get yourself together Gerard. I took a sharp breath and walked through secrity. Even though I know I did nothing wrong I'm always antsy around cops and security guards. I walked through secrity and sat down in the waiting area. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. It was frank. I clicked my phone off.

"FLIGHT 206 TO SAN FRANCISCO MAY START BOARDING" That's my flight.

I got up and boarded the plane. This is the time where I'd normally put my suitcase but, I didn't grab any clothes. Which made my trip less expensive. I found my seat, sat back and fell into a blissful sleep.

---1 hour later--

The plane came to a slow landing and I got up, exiting the plane. I clicked my phone on to reveal:82 missed calls from frankiewenie82 voice messages from frankiewenie145 messages from frankiewenie10 missed calls from mikey17 messages from mikey16 missed calls from capn fro fro2 messages from capn fro fro

I felt a twinge of guilt for making them worry so much, but I need to go. I ssignaled a taxi."Where ya wanna go?" Said the guy. I can't lie, he looks like he steals babies and sells them on the black market. "Can you take me to the nearest hotel?" I asked. "Get'in" he said with a toothy grin. I hopped in and the taxi drove off.

--------time lasp 9 days later--------

My body ached as got up from the bed. I have eating anything since ive gotten here. I grabbed my wallet and walked out my room. I've always kind of enjoyed San Francisco. Walking down the street I stumble across a guitar store. I kinda suck at guitar, but I wanted to by one anyways. I walked in and was instantly hit by the smell of guitar cleaner. "What can I do for y- oh my god are you gerard way?" I guy behind the counter said, surprising calm. "Yeah" I slightly giggled and I felt myself blush a little. "Awesome, but anways, can I help you with anything?" He said, again. I looked at the guitar selection behind him when my eyes see a cherry red guitar. "Can I have that one?" I said pointing to the guitar. He nodded and got it down. "That'll be 699.99" be said while he got a case from the little behind him. I handed him my credit card and weng back to write.