-1Chapter Three

I woke to the music blasting from beneath me, unsure of my surroundings, I lay on the soft surface, listening. The steady rhythm of a ticking clock along with water running from the bathroom across the room steadied my racing heart. I heard no other voices near me, except for the sole singer one floor under.

I got up, but was surprised to meet the curious yet furious stare of a man dressed in a black tee and worn out blue jeans.

"Who are you?"

Looked as if this guy wasn't gonna be beating around the bush for anything.

"Finn. Finn Morgan." I answered, my voice being steadier and more firm than the rest of myself.

"And, how is it, Finn, that you were found a block away, knocking at my drummer's door, half dead, with my name on your lips? And this paper in your hand?"

This guy was starting to freak me out.

Might as well tell him what I know, so that's how it went.

So, this is who Jason was. Jason Rothschild.

-- 4 years later--

My brother let me join his band, Phoenix, and now we're playing out in New York City, tonight actually, at the Ritz. It was a surreal feeling. Just a few years ago, I was runnin' from the devil and now, I've landed my spot with my brother as lead singer to his band. Life's crazy.

"Finn, get off your ass and backstage! We gotta get ready, we're on in five!" Jason has a tendency to try and act like the big shot around here, giving out orders and whatnot, but lets just say, no one really gets moving until they see me ready to start.

(some time later…)

"Welcome ladies and gents! Tonight we have the pleasure of performing for you all a special request from a friend, yes Louis, we'll do it for you (says with slight drop in enthusiasm). Phoenix presents Welcome to My Life by Simple Plan!!"

And so it begins…

Do you ever feel like breaking down?
Do you ever feel out of place?
Like somehow you just don't belong
And no one understands you

Do you ever wanna run away?
Do you lock yourself in your room?
With the radio on turned up so loud
That no one hears you screaming

No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels alright
You don't know what it's like to be like me

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked
When you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like

Welcome to my life

Do you wanna be somebody else?
Are you sick of feeling so left out?
Are you desperate to find something more
Before your life is over?

Are you stuck inside a world you hate?
Are you sick of everyone around?
With the big fake smiles and stupid lies
While deep inside you're bleeding

No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels alright
You don't know what it's like to be like me

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked
When you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like

Welcome to my life

No one ever lied straight to your face
And no one ever stabbed you in the back
You might think I'm happy
But I'm not gonna be ok!

Everybody always gave you what you wanted
You never had to work it was always there
You don't know what it's like
What it's like!

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked
When you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like (what it's like)

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked
When you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like

Welcome to my life

Welcome to my life

Welcome to my life

Note: The song is from Simple Plan, lyrics are by them as well, but I got them from Lyrics Depot dot com.

Hope this is better than the crappy chap that I put up earlier, I have a vague idea of how I'm going on with this story, but if you've got some ideas that you want me to put in drop me a review.

Please R&R.

Ciao