my chemical romance · vampire · emo · gothic · band · theatrical · 2000s · angst · music · dark romance
New Jersey, 2004. The night air tasted of exhaust and escape as we fled the claustrophobic studio. Frank and Ray halted first, their shoulders tense as they stared up at a gothic spire stabbing the darkness—the Vampire Cathedral. My breath caught, not in fear, but in a rush of manic delight. I turned, my eyes wide, to face the others. Mikey shivered slightly behind me, his glasses reflecting the distant streetlights. 'Ohooo.. We should break in!' I declared, the words hanging in the silent air. The four of them froze, locked in that familiar, stunned silence that always followed my most reckless ideas.