Happy Birthday Ray _one shot_

Ray's P.O.V.
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I look at the celing of the hospital room. It's been two days since I twisted my ankle from falling off the stage on my own practice time. No one has come to see me. Not even the band.
'Why wouldn't they wanna see me? Do they know I'm hurt? Do they just not have enough time to come and see me? Do they not care? No, no way. Why wouldn't they wanna see me? I am the lead guitarist. But what does that mean? Nothing. Maybe they don't like me...'
I tried to shake the thought away, but it always kept coming back and haunting me. I didn't want it to be tomorrow, because it was my birthday. I thought no onw would visit me tomorrow. I eventually feel asleep from all the drugs they had me on.
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I walked down the long hallway.
I know this hallway. But I don't rememeber it being this long.'
I finally got to the doors. I pushed them open to reveal Gerard and the rest of the band sitting in a circle. I grew closer.
"Hey guys." I said.
No answer. I tried again. Again, no answer. I got close enough to hear what they were saying.
"So, are we gonna do it?" I heard Frank say.
"Yeah, we have to." Gerard agreed.
Mikey nodded his head in agreement.
'What are they talking about? Why can't they hear me?
I saw Frank get up and go to the other side of the room. Mikey and Gerard started talking while they waited for Frank. Frank eventually came back over. Gerard and Mikey gave him a 'Wht did he say' kinda look. frank nodded his head. They all got there stuff and went towads the stage doors. I stood stuck in thought for many moments.
'What could they possibly be talking about?'
I snapped back to reality and ran after the band. When I stepped on stage, I saw almost every single seat in the place filled. Gerard put the microphone onto the stand that stood center stage.
"Okay before we start tonight, I need to make an important anouncement."
He paused for a long time. All the roars, screams and cheers, died.
"We have finally come to the desicion of having Ray Toro leave the band, and Frank to become our new lead guitarist."
The whole crowd roared with excitement. Iscanned over the crowd with sad eyes.
'It's like, I'm not even here. They really don't like me. I can't believe it.' I stood in shock. They really, don't like me.
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I woke up in the hosptial. The first thing I saw was a banner streaching across the doorway that said 'Happy 34th Birthday Ray!', and two balloons tied to the bed. I lloked left and saw Mikey, Gerard and Frank. They were all wearing hats that read, 'Happy birthday' on them. I couldn't help but laugh at the fact that they all looked so stupid.
"Happy Birthday!" They sang in unison.
"Thanks guys." I replied laughing.
I was tossed a hat by Mikey.(I was surprised was wearing a hat.) I put it on my head playing along. Frank approached me with a small red box. I tore open the paper. Inside was a new guitar tuner.
"Wow, thanks Frank." I spluttered examining the box.
"It's no problem. You really needed a new one."  He laughed.
"Yay! Gerard's turn!" Gerard sang skipping over to the corner.
He dragged a bigger- much bigger box that is -over next to the bed. I opened what I could, and the rest Gerard did.
"Holy shit! A new amp? Thanks Gerard."
Gerard threw Frank a look that said 'mine was better.'
"Show off." I heard frank say under his breath.
Mikey stood up and walked into the hallway. He walked back in with a brand new, one of a kind the Presidential Select Stratocaster® Fender guitar. I stared at it in awe of it's beauty. I took it from Mikey's grasp. I didn't wanna touch it would leave finger prints but I had to. I started to play a few notes.
"Show off..." I heard Frank and Gerard say in unison.
Mikey giggled.
"Mikey, You are now my favorite person in this whole entire world!" I uttered.
Mikey shrugged like it was new big deal.
"It's nothing I swe-"
"This is most defiantly something! This is a one of a kind Feender! These are impossible to find! Where did you get it?"
"I know people." He grinned.
"Thanks so much Mikey! Thius means the fucking world to me."
"No problem." Mikey replied.
"I am happy you guys came I started to worry that-"
I stopped.
"That we what?" Gerard asked curiously.
"Nothing, never mind. It was a dumb idea."
"It's not a dumb idea if it came from the brain of Ray Toro." Frank joked.
"Yes, it is. Just drop it. Please?" I begged.
"No, please just tell us." Gerard begged right on back.
I sighed.
"I-I just am happy you guys don't hate me and your my friends." I lied.
"Wow, how sweet. Now, tell us the god damn truth!" Frank demanded.
"Fine I guess."
I finally told them what I started thinking the day before how I thought they hated me.
They looked at me, dumb founded. They all bursted into laughter.
"Why would you think that?" Mikey questioned.
I shrugged.
"I don't know,"
"Well, we don 't. And don't you ever think that again!" Gerard said.
"Fine, I won't." I addmitted.
Frank jumped on top of me. thenh everyone else got on top of him. We all laughed like crazy.
My birthday present from the hosptial?
Getting kicked out of it because of my obnoxious, loud, crazy, stupid friends. But there are mine, hopefully for a long, long long while.