~*POV Tony*~

I ran off of the stage with a new energy that I haven't felt in months. I have to find him... What if he's already gone? I threw my guitar down, it slammed against the floor with a thud, probably broken. I don't care though, he's here and I have to find him. I don't care if he doesn't want me too, I need to.

I ran from backstage without putting my guitar away or anything. I heard the guys calling for me, but I ignored them, when I come back with him, they'll understand.

~*POV Jaime*~

What the fuck is wrong with Tony? He just threw his guitar down, effectively breaking it, and ran off. What's his problem?

"TONY?" I yelled after him, "WHAT THE FUCK?!"

He didn't react at all, I don't think he even heard me. I looked over to Vic and Matt, Matt just shrugged and Vic looked really sad. I walked over to Vic and put my arms around him, he instantly wrapped his arms around my waist.

"I don't know what to do anymore Jaime," he whispered, I felt his tears on my shoulder. I hate it when he cries, "I tried to be strong for Tony, but I can't be anymore... I miss Mike... Why did he leave us?"

"I don't know Vic," I whispered, trying not to cry myself. Even though I wasn't the closest with Mike, it killed me to see Vic and Tony like this, "I'm going to go find Tony, do you want to help?"

He pulled back from our embrace and wiped his eyes, "No, I'm going to hang backstage for a while I think..."

I nodded and leaned in for a quick kiss before walking out into the club.

This place was a zoo, loud music, spilled drinks, slutty girls. How am I going to find Tony in a place like this? I wandered aimlessly for a while until I ended up slamming into someone.

"Oh fuck!" the guy exclaimed as he hit the floor.

"I'm so sorry," I said, extending my hand to help him up, which he happily took.

When he stood up I looked at him and examined him. He was average height and a little bit muscular. His hair cut reminded me of Vic's, except he had blonde hair...

"I'm Cam by the way," he said, giving me a small smile.

"Jaime," I said, returning his smile.

"Wait a second," he said, "Aren't you the bass player for that band that just played?"

I was pleasantly surprised that he recognized me, not only from being in the band, but he knew I played bass.

"Yeah," I said, shrugging, "That's me!"

"That's so cool!" he exclaimed, "I play bass in a band too, but we're not even close to being big..."

"Don't worry," I said reassuringly, "It just takes time, you know? Rome wasn't built in a day..."

He smiled broadly, like I just told him the secret of happiness or something. This guy must be really passionate about playing music, that's good... This industry needs passion...

"Um," he said, "If you're not busy... Would you mind meeting the rest of my band? We came to see you guys to celebrate our first demo..."

I'm smiled at the memory of finishing our first 5 song demo... It was sort of bittersweet though, we had just recruited Matt, deciding that continuing the band would be the best way to maybe someday find Mike... Vic was confident that wherever Mike was, he was playing music.

"Sounds good man," I said, smiling at him.

"That's awesome!" he exclaimed, leading me through the club to a nearly empty table. There were two guys sitting there, one of them was facing away from me and one on the other side of the table.

"I wonder where Jenna and Jake went..." Cam wondered out loud before yelling to his friends, "Hey guys! I ran into the bass player for that band we liked and he agreed to talk to us!"

The guy facing away from me stood up and turned around. I felt my jaw drop. Before I could process what was happening, my body acted. I took the collar of his shirt in my fist and lifted him up.

"You have 30 seconds to explain to me why I shouldn't beat you into a coma," I spat.

Horror filled his eyes, "Wh- What?" he asked, he sounded generally scared. But the sound of his voice confirmed his identity, "I don't even know you..."

"Really? Mike!" I yelled, "Don't play dumb! You fucking left us! Vic and Tony haven't been the same since you disappeared! You know? Your brother and your boyfriend?"

What he did next surprised me. He started crying. I instantly felt bad, I didn't think he was that sensitive... I put him down and put my hand on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry!" he exclaimed, wiping the tears from his face, "I want to remember you, but I can't!"

Wait? He doesn't remember me? Or any of us?

"Mike," I asked, "What happened to you?"

"I don't know!" he exclaimed, "All I know is that I woke up in the hospital and I had no idea who I was!"

Oh my god... He didn't leave us on purpose... I wrapped my arms around him tightly, he's here now. That's what matters.

"Well I'm Jaime," I said, after we hugged it out, "I play bass in a band that you and your brother started. We haven't known each other for very long, but I'd like to say we were friends..."

He nodded, "Is my brother here? Can I meet him?"

I smiled widely, "You sure can Mike, he's going to be so happy you're alive..."

Notes

GUYS! I DID THE THING! IT FINALLY HAPPENED! :D

This chapter is really long, but I couldn't stop writing it. Like, there were so many spots I could've stopped. Expect another update really soon, I have a lot more.

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Title Cred: Mayday Parade