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| Among The Living
A Gerard Way Story
Chapter 17
Two Months Later
Gerard’s POV
The doorbell rang, and I went to go get it.
“Hey Gerard!” Ryan said, as I opened the door. I held it open so he could come in. And I shut it just as fast. His foot propped it open, though.
“Ryan, what the hell are you doing here?” I asked my brother in law through gritted teeth.
He sighed, and said, “Look, Gerard.. I’m really sorry that I wasn’t around to help you raise the triplets, but if you want, I can help now..” he said, looking down at his foot that was stuck in the doorway. I paused, and opened the door. He smiled, and said thank you. He went to go and see his nephews. I went to go and tell Gerardine that he was here. I stepped into the electronic room (with the computers), and she was climbing out the window. I ran over, and grabbed her, pulling her back in.
“What the hell were you doing? Trying to get yourself killed?” I screamed, looking out the forth story window. She grunted, and didn’t look up from the floor where she was sitting.
“Gerardine, look at me,” I said, cupping her chin in my hands. Her eyes met mine, and they were pissed. She still didn’t say anything.
“Gerardine, are you going to try and kill yourself again?” I asked, seriously. She didn’t move.
“Fine. You’re grounded to your room. Go. By the way, your Uncle Ryan is here. You never met him..”
Gerardine’s POV
“Fine, Dad! What ever you say! I’ll go to my fucking room! Dress me in white, and treat me like a fucking slave, why don’t you?” I screamed at him, while throwing a pitcher of water at him.
“Gerardine, what do I ask of you? Basically nothing? You mean the world to me, and I’m just trying to protect you! I’m sorry!” he screamed back.
“Well, you could at least gimme some fucking freedom!” I yelled.
“I already do. You’re just too cocky and oblivious to realize it!” he said, touching his forehead where the glass had torn his skin. I felt guilty for throwing the pitcher at him.
“I’m sorry..” I said, faintly. I don’t know what had become of me. I loved my dad too much, and now, I was just killing him inside. It was killing me, too.
He looked at me, and didn’t reply. He was too busy bandaging his head.
“I love you.” I whispered, walking out of his room.
“I love you too.” was all I heard him say. I went into my room, and starting searching through my night table. It was filled with old Alternative Press magazines, and old photographs. I found one of Lowell, Zeke, Uncle Mikey, my dad, and me at the Warped three years ago. I also found my bottle of pills. I sat on the bed.. Thinking, and writing. I feld my note into a heart, and placed it on my nightstand, next to the torn and frayed picture. I stopped thinking, and swallowed.
Gerard’s POV
Haven’t heard Rardine in a while.. I decided to go and check in on her. I opened the door slightly. She looked so peaceful sleeping.. She wasn’t breathing. I pushed the door open, and ran to the bedside. I put my ear on her chest, and I didn’t hear anything. I held her frail wrists in my hand, but got..nothing. When I dropped her hands down, a pill bottle fell out of it. Oh god.. Gerardine.. Why? I picked her up, and held her in my arms. I rocked back and forth.
“Gerardine…Why baby? Why? Oh God, why?” After about minutes of insanity taking over my brain, Ryan must have heard me. He came into the room, and saw me with the limpest Gerardine that he had ever seen..Well, the only Gerardine that he had ever seen. All he mumbled was ‘sorry’, and left the room. She was gone.. f o r e v e r . . .
End
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Epilogue…
Gerardine’s death left the My Chemical Romance family in great ruin. The fans were never the same at concerts, and the band didn’t have as much enthusiasm. Nobody could seem to cope the loss of her. Ever since the Way Triplets were born about 13 years ago, Reprise Records had been breathing down Gerard’s neck.. They said his music wasn’t good enough, or he had to make another record.. Blah blah blah.. He had been trying to write, but now that one of his inspirations, Gerardine, was gone, he had nothing to work with.. Hence, My Chemical Romance.. Broke up.
The dog wound bite thing never healed correctly.. Actually, it got worse with each passing day. Gerard tried to deal with the pain. When he went back to his doctor, he told him what was wrong. The hand was amputated three weeks later.
Mikey ended up coming back to the Way Mansion after hearing about his niece’s suicide. About a month later, he got a divorce with Hilary, and was a single man. Ryan stayed with Gerard and Mikey, and helped take care of the kids.. Which was a great help to release Gerard’s new and old stress. Bob proposed to Julia… Yet, she declined. She claimed that she had better things to worry about. Bitch. Frankie, Brittany, and the Iero twins led the most happy life that anybody could have imagined, and the Iero twins both ended up on honor roll, and they both got scholarships to Oxford in England. When they were done with their schooling, they decided to join a band entitled, “Good Charlie”. The band was a huge..um.. let's just say that it crashed and burned.. Ray never had kids, but he continued on with his happy life. He helped out with Lowell and Zeke as well as Frank and Brittany’s children.
When Kat had gone into labor, Gerard flew to London to be with her. About ten minutes after their daughter, Diane, was born, Gerard ran into this fucking ugly dude. They started small chat, and they were getting along fine. They both said that they had to go and see their new born. Gerard turned left. The other man turned right. When Gerard reached Kat’s room, he walked in, only to find her and the guy that he met making out. Kat and Gerard had a huge discussion.. Well, argument, and Gerard decided that Diane was not his kid. Lowell and Zeke weren’t disappointed because no sister would be able to replace their departed one. Gerard ended up suing Kat for a shit load of money. He won the battle.
Ray called Adam and Aaron’s parents, and had a huge talk with them. The parents finally stated that they hated their children, and would put them up for adoption.. Even their daughter that they had just had before Adam ran away. Her name was Monica. Now that Adam, Aaron, and one year old Monica were up for adoption, Ray sprung for the opportunity, and adopted the three of them. Adam and Kelsey weren’t getting along, and one day, Adam broke it off. She was so depressed, and the only person who seemed to cheer her up was Zeke. About five months after Adam and Kelsey broke up, Zeke asked Kelsey out.. And she accepted. Lowell and Brittany ended up going out, and ten years later, got married. Aaron and Adam moved away from the My Chemical Romance family at age 22, but they were still tight as ever. They were only about an hour away, and each ended up getting married, and creating families of their own. Little Monica stayed with Ray for the next thirty years. She couldn’t leave him. She loved being with her dad too much.
And now I end the story of Gerard Way and his “family”. The ending is yours to believe or you may make one up yourself. Thank you for being patient and reading. I will be making a sequel soon. It will be called, “Under Pressure”.. And it will be about ‘Monica Toro’. The bio/background is already out for it. (Just keep this in mind.. Ray and Gerard are about 50 in the new fan fic because we're skipping ahead about 25 years...
Thank you again,
Kelsey Valentino
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| AMONG THE LIVING
A GERARD WAY STORY
CHAPTER 16
MIKEY‘S POV
“You ready?” I asked her. Hillary nodded, and the doctors took her off.
“I love you Mikey,” She said.
“I love you too,” I said, blowing her a small kiss. Gerard came up behind me.
“You really do love her, don’t you,” he said.
“Yeah. She’s everything that I had ever hoped for.. Do you think the baby will be okay?”
“I’m sure of it Mikey,” Gerard said, turning towards me. We walked off to the food court where Ray was. Bob, Adam, and G’s kids were helping out Frank and Brittany with the babies.
“Hey,” Ray said, “Want some?” He asked, waving his sub around in the air.
“Yeah, I do,” I said, taking a bite out of it, “God damn it, that’s disgusting!” I said, spitting I out in his hair.
“You, watch the fro, and besides, I filled it with Kitty Litter to get you back.” Ray said smiling.
“Me Back? What did I ever do to you?” I asked, furiously.
He stopped to think, “Nothing. That’s exactly why I had to get you back. You never prank me!” Gerard, Ray, and I got some real food, and sat down to talk. I kept on thinking about the baby, and if it would make it. Whether or not if it was a boy or a girl, because you could never tell on predictions. Like, Gerard and Kerry thought they were having twins. But they got triplets. My other friend, Samantha from high school, thought she was having twins that were boys, she had one girl. Doctors sucked major ass.
We finished our food, and decided to walk around causing chaos. We’d switch patient’s meals, and such, but we ended up having to stop, because we didn’t know if any of the food was drugged or not. Then we walked around the gift shop, but everything was so expensive. I picked up a card, and turned it over.. Five fucking bucks for a freaking piece of paper! We walked out.
“If you want to get her something, we should go to a super market, they’re cheaper.” Gerard said, swinging his keys from his finger.
“Yeah, let’s go to Wal*Mart.” I said; there was always something to do there,” I said. Ray drove, even though it was Gerard’s crappy car. We were driving around for about fifteen minutes.
“How can we be in New Jersey, and have no Wal*Marts of malls? It’s impossible!” I exclaimed.
“Well, after all, we are in the part of Jersey where it’s all woods, Mikey,” Gerard said, turning around to look at me. A couple minutes later, Ray found a Wal*Mart, and we pulled in.
“Race you!” Gerard said, running out of the car. I started running, and Ray followed me. Ray pulled into first.
“Imma huuu beat huh youuu,” Gerard said, breathing heavily down my neck.
“Fuck no,” I said, running faster. He pulled past me, and ended up coming in second, which left me the loser.
“Ha, Mikey’s gotta be the baby!” Gerard said, pointing.
“What the hell are you talking about?” I asked, grabbing a shopping cart.
“I have no idea!” Gerard said, taking it from me. I hopped into the cart.
“Daddy, can I get that?” I whined, pulling on Ray’s shirt.
“I don’t know Michael.. Let’s ask Mommy,” Ray said, looking at Gerard.
“Well, do you really want it Son?” G asked, batting his eyelashes.
“Why yes, mother! I do!” I said, perking up. Ray put the squishy pillow in the cart, and Gerard smiled devilishly. He pulled me out of the carriage, and climbed in himself.
“Mommy, Daddy, why don’t you ever kiss in front of me?” Gerard asked, in a baby tone.
“Because we do not love each other enough to take the blame for soiling your eyes.” I said, pushing the heavy cart faster.
“Kiss, or I’ll moon her,” Gerard said, pointing to a woman behind the jewelry counter.
“Mikey..” Ray said. Gerard got in the position to pull down his pants. I grabbed Ray, and pecked him.
“Yay!!! Let’s see some sex!” Gerard said, clapping.
“Fuck no, bastard.” Ray said, wiping his mouth off. I did the same.
ADAM’S POV
IERO HOUSE
“Adam, you’ve got a letter,” Bob said, handing me a piece of paper. I opened the envelope, and started to read.
Dear Adam,
Boo!!! I miss you so much. So, I heard about Frank and Brittany. Are they really that adorable? I wish I could see them. I wish I could see you more. I really miss you! It’s like hell in Warren.. Tell Frank and Britt congrats, and tell everybody I said hi. Are the Gerards getting along better? Call me ( 908-***-****). I love you,
Kelsey
I smiled, and feld the paper back up. I put it in my pocket, and started to write.
Kelsey,
Hi! I miss you more than I did yesterday.. You’re so far away. Yes, the Iero twins are V E R Y adorable, but you’re cuter J. Gerardine and Gerard seem to get along better now that the stress of the tour is off G’s shoulders, but I think that Gerardine is beating herself up inside.. I asked Lowell to talk to her, to try and get her to spill, but she hasn’t cracked. I’m really worried about her. It’s like, she’s not here anymore. Hilary and Mikey are supposedly having their baby kid what ever it is thing done today.
I love you way more,
Adam
I wrote her address, and put a stamp on it. It sucked major ass that you had to pay to talk to people! Yeah, so I handed the letter to Bob.. We appointed him our personal mail-man. Claps for Bob.
LOWELL’S POV
“Gerardine, can we talk?”
“Lowell, don’t even start. Please..” she said, walking down the hallway.
“Rardine, I don’t want to talk, but we have to. You’re not you any more. What’s up?” I said, slowing down.
She turned on her heels and looked at me. Her face held a guise expression. “I just can’t.” she said, walking into the bathroom. She started to shut the door, but I held it open with my outstretched leg. I followed her in, and locked the towering door. She sat on the counter, and I was on the floor.
“So, you want to say anything?” I asked, coaxingly.
“Nu-uh.” She said, shaking her head, and crossing her arms.
“I’m not leaving until you spill, and you’re not leaving, either.” I itemized.
She scrunched her face up. “Fine.”
MIKEY’S POV
“Do you think she’ll like these red ones, or these blue ones?” I said, holding up two bouquets.
“I think you’re a very pretty girl,” Gerard said, holding a dress up to me. I kicked him in the shin, and he stumbled back.
“Go for the red.. It shows you care more..” Ray said. I gave a ‘what do you mean’ look.
“Ugh. Red roses are more romantic that artificially colored ones Mikey.”
“Ohh thanks Ray,” I said, putting the blue ones back on the shelf.
“Can we get out of here?” Gerard asked. He was obviously bored out of his mind.
“Yes Gerard, if that’s what you really want,” Ray said, unwillingly.
We started walking until somebody touched my shoulder. I turned around.
“M-Mikey Waayy?” the little boy asked. I nodded, and she stuck out her hand, “I’m .. My brother called me, and he um. Gosh, he told me that he ran into you guys, and you um, sheltered him from our mother..” he stopped shaking my hand.
“Wait, what’s your brother’s name?” I asked, bending down to be eye level with him. Gerard turned around, and Ray stopped walking.
“Um.. Adam. .And, I’m Aaron.” My mouth hung open. I had no idea what to say. He ended up breaking the silence, “I’m a really really big fan.” He said. I still couldn’t find any words.
“How come you’re here alone? You’re like, not old enough to drive..” Gerard said.
“I ran away..” Aaron stated. This got Ray’s attention.
“Why?” Gerard questioned.
Tears started to dwell in his eyes, “After my parents abused me, Adam ran away.. And they just took their anger out on my. Also, they had a little girl, Monica. I just couldn’t take it anymore. They were treating her like shit, and me too.. I um, just had to go to somebody that would help, and I.. I know that you would.” he said. Ray started asking Aaron questions, as I checked the items out at the counter thing. We were all set to go, and we decided to take Aaron with us.
We pulled into Frank’s house, and Ray took Aaron inside. When Ray came back, he said, “Adam was so psyched to see Aaron. It was like magic.. I’ve really become attached to Adam.. I wonder if Aaron is the same..” he said, looking out the window. I nodded, and Gerard mumbled a slight, ‘Mmhmm’. I pulled off for the hospital.
We got there about fifteen minutes later. From there, we had another wait for Hilary and the baby. That hour was probably the most craziest hour that I had ever had emotionally. It was filled with joy, sorrow, suspense, anger, rage, love, and what ever else that could possibly happen except hate.
“Mr. Way?” A doctor asked, reading a clipboard. Gerard and I looked up. “Mr. Michael Way.” he said, looking at us. I stood up, and walked to him..
“How is she? And, how is the baby?” I asked quickly.
“Hilary is just fine Mikey. She will be 100% herself by no time..” he said, smiling and walking off. My grin dropped a little.
“But, how is the baby?” I asked, leaning towards him. He turned around, and laughed.
“Ah, you are funny Mr. Way.” he started walking again. I followed him.
“Where is my baby?” I asked, sternly. He stopped smiling, and walking.
He said very slowly, “You do remember, don’t you?” I shook me head no.
He sighed, “Mikey, you and Hilary agreed on abortion. Do you remember now?” My arms fell to my sides, and all of the emotions that occupied me before fled from my body. They were replaced with pure hate. I threw him to the ground, and stormed off to Hilary ex-Way’s room.
“WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING YOU STUBBORN COLD HEARTED BITCH?” I screamed at her as I walked thought the door.
“YOU FUCKING AGREED!!” she yelled, putting down her magazine.
“NO, I SAID THAT IT WAS FUCKING ALRIGHT THAT YOU HAD TO DELIEVER PREMATURETLY, NOT THAT IT WAS OKAY TO LOOSE OUR CHILD!!!” I yelled, louder. She flipped me off as I walked out the door. Walked out the hospital. Walked out of everybody’s life.
GERARD’S POV
“Mikey! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU GOING?” I ran after my brother as he fled the hospital. He got into my car, and sped off. I was chasing him, screaming.. He eventually got onto the parkway, and I was forced to stop following him. My hand was throbbing like mad. I walked back to the hospital in a slow pace. When I got there, Ray came over to me, and explained why he ran off.
We decided to leave Hilary alone, and go to Brittany and Frank’s to tell them what happened. When Ray and I finished telling them the story, they were all really upset. The Trio came home with me, and Aaron and Adam went home with Ray. Bob stayed at the Iero’s. | | |
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AMONG THE LIVING
A GERARD WAY STORY
CHAPTER 15
GERARD’S POV
“Ah, Mister Way.. Back again, I see.” the doctor said. The words stung my mind.. My head was throbbing.
“Please don’t tell me I have to deal with needlesssss,” I lamented.
“I am afraid so.” he said, putting his gloves on. I watched him pick up a huge needle. Gerardine looked like she was gonna hurl, but Zeke did the job for her. They hated needles just like I did. Lowell on the other hand, was like Frank. Tattoos and piercings had always interested him.
“We can’t take a chance, so we are giving you a rabies shot.” he said. I closed my eyes, and my face got all scrunched up.
“Can you knock me out?” I asked.
“Don’t be such a wimp,” Adam said. Kelsey was laughing.
“Hey, I don’t see you sitting here with a huge ass needle coming straight for yoahhhhhhhhhh..” he injected me with some shitty medicine as I was talking. I punched him in the face. I missed.
“Ow.. What the fuck?” I had hit Bob.
“Sorry. I meant to get the doctor..” I said.
Jesus.. He got me again when I wasn’t looking.
“Yo. You could at least tell him when you’re ganna inject him with that piece of metal crap!” Zeke yelled.
“Fine Master Way. I’m going to stick this needle,” the doctor said, showing us the needle,” in your father’s arm now.” he said, as he injected whatever into my arm. Needles sucked.
FAST FORWARD ABOUT A MONTH
This hand still fucking hurts. Thank god that I had no diseases. It just Ouch.. It just started hurting at random times. Mostly, keeping me up at night.
Kat is still being a bitch… And it’s definitely not hormones.. She’s too stuck up. The tour’s over, and Adam is staying with us. Kelsey and Brittany left. Frankie’s Brittany is due any day now, and Hilary is about to have her operation to get her baby out. Gerardine and I are fighting now more than ever, and I can’t take it anymore. She’s driving me fucking nuts. Lowell and Brittany have been dating behind my back, and Zeke is still desperate for a special somebody. My little Gerardette is still lonely too.. I’ll write later, because the hand is really throbbing now, and it’s unbearable… Off to take an aspirin..
-XO G XO-
I shut my notebook. It hurt to write, because the bite still hurt. I hope that fucking dog rots in hell…Mikey came running through the door.
“Brittany’s in labor.”
HOSPITAL
FRANK’S POV
“Doctor, she’s having a baby,” I said to Britt’s doctor.
“Very good Frankie. When did you figure this out?”
“Um, Now?”
“Very good.” she said. Hey, I wasn’t two over here! I was just losing my mind.. Running over here, running over there, get me this, get me that, oh god, I can’t take it anymore!
“Yeah Frankie.” Gerard said, jumping on my back. I smiled at him. At least he knew what I was going through.. It’s like an insanity test that you fail, but is impossible to put into words…
FAST FORWARD NEXT DAY
BRITT’S POV
FRANK WAS SPAZZIN OUT ALL NIGHT, AND FELL ASLEEP ON GERARD, MIKEY, RAY, AND GERARDINE, SO THE COULDN’T REALLY MOVE ALL NIGHT.
“Get me Frankie,” I said to the nurse as she left my room. I saw Frank stroll slowly into the room.
“Hey,” he said, softly.
“Hey,” I smiled back. He walked over to me, and I handed him a little boy.
“He’s Quaid Levi.” I said. He smiled, and nodded his head.
“Can I name her?” he said, motioning his head to the pink blanket.
“Sure.”
“Shaina Rose… Beautiful Rose.” he said, smiling.
“I like it.” I whispered back, rocking Shaina back and forth in my arms.
Mikey came into the room.. Congratulations on….” he paused, and Frankie mouthed him the names.
“On Quaid and Shaina.” he finished. The others came in, too. Frankie looked so cute holding Quaid.. It was perfect.
“Yo Britt, I got you a present thing,” Gerard said, switching Shaina with a bag. He took her, and was playing with her fingers. I opened the bag, and I saw a Stephen King book. I took it out to inspect it further, and it was IT. Ergh. My parents had bugged me as a kid to read that, and well, now I finally was going to.
“Thanks Gerard,” I said, slipping the book behind my pillow incase I got bored later. Frank handed Quaid to Mikey. Iono why, but Quaid kind of looked like Mikey. He had the softish brown hair.. Or at least brown fuzz, and he had the soft brown eyes.. Not like Frank‘s bright ones.. Oh well.. As long as he wasn’t as stupid as Mikey.
“Can I hold her?” Gerardine asked me.
“Yeah Sweets.” she walked over to Gerard, and he handed Shaina over. She was holding her, and Adam was just looking over her shoulder. He looked really upset. Probably because he had to leave Kelsey. Iono. Zeke now had Quaid, and I was loosing track of them. Here, there, oh god. I just didn’t want them mixed up.
“Guys, I’m going to go to sleep. I’m tired,” I said, breaking the silence. Every body left, but Frankie stayed, and tucked me in. He took the kids.
“Don’t you think they should stay here.. I mean, they’re only a day or what ever old.” I said, worriedly.
“It’s okay. I won’t let anything harm them,” he said, kissing my forehead. He walked out, and shut the door.
FRANK’S POV
Eph. I can’t believe I was a father.. I looked down at Quaid and Shaina Rose. They were so perfect. Shaina had my eyes and nose, but Brittany’s hair, and yeah, just the hair. Quaid looked like Mikey. It was weird. We weren’t even related to him. If he fucking screwed my wife, I’m going to fucking kill him.
“They’re so adorable,” Mikey said, bending down to see them. Jesus, now every freaking body that I knew was going to be doing this. And now, at the meet and greets, the fans are gonna be like, “Oh my god! Congrats Frankie!!!” It’s gonna be so annoying.. | | |
| (memo: its boring and short, but I don’t see you writing it…)
AMONG THE LIVING
A GERARD WAY FAN-FIC
CHAPTER 14
NEXT DAY
MIKEY’S POV
We had a couple of days until our next concert, so we decided to go around and explore the city for a while. I was still pretty pissed about my hair. I started fumbling with it.
“I think it’s great, Uncle Mikey,” Gerardine said, walking next to me. I smiled at her, and rubbed her head. She was growing up way too fast. But yet, that was good, because I was going to put her in charge of the baby when Hilly or I was busy. We decided to walk around a mall.. Like home, sweet home. We split up, and Frank and I went to look at baby stuff. Ray and Bob took the kids. Gerard wanted to talk with Gerardine privately, so they went their own way.
“Yo, Mikey.. If we don’t know what you’re having, then why are we lookin at clothes?” Frank asked, holding up a little black velvet dress.
“I’m not looking for me. I’m looking for you and Brittany.” I said, putting a shirt back on the clothes rack. We continued looking around, and we ended up basically buying out the whole store.. Who knew baby shopping could be so fun?
We headed down to Build-A-Bear.
“Why are you going in this gay-ass store?” I asked him.
“For Britt, cuz I wuvver…” Frankie said, in a childish tone. He picked out a flamingo, and dressed it in punk-rock boots, tight black pants, and a black shirt that he had embroidered. It said “MCR” on it. I had to laugh at that.. He also put avaiator sunglasses on it, like he had in the I’m Not Okay video.
RAY’S POV
“Kids! Fucking settle down!” I yelled. They had dragged me into Hot Topic, and they were going nuts.
“Uncle Ray! Can I get this CD?” Zeke asked me.
“It’s your money Zekey. Do what you want.” It was hard to keep track of them. Kelsey and Adam were looking at Star Wars stuff. Britt was at the pants section with Lowell, and Zeke was looking at belts and accessories. Bob on the other hand, was checking out the buttons and patches. I went over by him.
“Ray, I’m liking this..” He said, showing me a button that said “Made In The 80’s”. Everybody gathered up their stuff, and we bought it.
GERARDINE’S POV
“So, what did you want to talk about Dad?” I asked, kicking a rock.
“Gerardine, you’re like, not the same anymore. I miss you.”
“Well, Frankly, you’re acting like a dick. I’m sorry, but it’s true..” I said, confessing.
“Name one time.”
“Before we left, I finished the drawing that Mom had started.. Remember, you wanted me to finish it…” he nodded his head slightly. “Well, I did, and I tried to show you, but you just yelled at me. Then, you totally were ignoring me for a long time. And before all that, for the past twelve years of my, Lowwie’s, and Zeke’s lives, you’ve always treated us with disrespect. What the fuck is up with that?” he didn’t answer right away. I kicked him in the shins.
“Youch. That hurt. Okay, so I’m sorry G. I’ve been really busy lately.. MCR is putting out a new album, and I was writing songs before we left for the tour, so that’s why I couldn’t waste time with the picture. I was ignoring you, because I have Kat on my mind..”
“What about Kat?” I asked.
“You forgot?” he asked, perking up.
“I guess so..”
“She’s pregnant.. Remember?” he said, looking down again.
“Yeah. I guess I remember,” I replied, not wanting to believe it. We continued talking and walking for a long time. We stopped in some shops and stuff.
“I’ll buy you something to try to start making up for it…” Dad said, as we walked into the Vans Store. I looked around, and found nothing that I already didn’t have, or that I liked. We went to Hot Topic, but nothing really caught my eye. Suprisingly, there was a Wal*Mart in the mall. We went in. I made my way down to the men’s department. There, I found pajama pants.
“Daddy, this is truly me..” I said, walking out of the fitting room, with my pants on. They were black, with Robin, Raven, Beast Boy, and the other Titans on them. I loved Teen Titans. There were also matching shirts. The ones I liked were the Raven one, and the Robin one.. I couldn’t decide, so he just got me both.
“Thank yousa Daddy,” I said, pecking him on the cheek. He smiled. We continued walking around the mall.
“Yo Dine, look, a dog,” he said, pointing to a stray. It came running for us.
“Dad, I hate dogs….” I said, cowering behind him.
“I’ll never let it hurt you, I promise.” my dad said, reassuringly. The dog didn’t run to me, but it ran for Gerard. While he was looking at me to make sure I wasn’t about to shit my pants, the dog ran up to my dad, and bit his arm.
“Holy Fucking Jesus!” He screamed, as he tried to shake it off of him. A security guard came, and tried to get the dog away, but it just clung onto Dad. Adventually, it let go, and the pound dude got it.
“Are you okay Dad?” I asked, rolling up his sleeve. “It broke the skin.” The reason that I hated dogs, was because when I was little, I was attacked by one, and I had to go to the hospital.
“Yeah, I’m okay..” Gerard said.. He looked light headed, “But I gotta lie down.” I helped him over to a bench, and examined his cuts. I had him call Mikey and Ray. Soon enough, they came down.
“Woah, Gerard.. What the fuck?” Bob said, dropping his bags. Mikey helped his brother into the car, and we drove to the hospital.
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AMONG THE LIVING
CHAPTER 13
FRANKIE’S POV
“Twins… me? God, I just can’t believe it. First off, I’m blessed with the most precious gift that anybody could ever ask for (much love to Britt), second off, I’ve got the best friends, and great life, and now, I’m being blessed with two kids! Oh envy me! Mwah ha ha ha ha!!!”
“Jesus Frankie, could you be any louder?” Gerard got up, wiping his eyes.
“Sorry G, I just found out that I’ve got twins!”
“Shit load of kids there, little man!” he came over to me, and gave me one of those guy hug things. I was too short, so his arm ended up swinging around me in an off position, us ending up on the floor.
“Okay, go tell the others, and shut the fuck up.” he said, as he crawled back onto the couch. I went and told Mikey, Ray, Bob, and the kids. They were like ‘Congrats… Holy shit, too many kids running around, and now Mikey and Gerard too? Fuck!” I was laughing.
We made our way back to this piece of crap hotel called the Illi Inn. Gaytard of a name. I jumped on this piece of shit that they called a bed, and it snapped in half. My luck. I called the lobby and asked for a new one.
“Vello?”
“Uh, this is Frank Iero from room 23. I was wondering if you could send up a new mattress, ours kinda… snapped in half.”
“Vat vo you vean…. V’napped in hav?”
“It broke in two piec---”
“Vamn you kids! Vet vout of my votel! Now you vupid kids, now!” I hung up, and started laughing. I told Gerard, and he was like, “Ya know Frankie, if they’re gonna treat you like a kid, you might as well throw your TV out the hotel window…” And that’s exactly what we did. After killing the appliances, we grabbed our bags, and left. We ended up at this place called “Santa Marguera.” We stayed there for about a week before hitting our next location… California.
NEXT WEEK
SOMEWHERE IN THE WEST
ADAM’S POV
“Rardine, get up!” I shook her shoulder. She blinked a couple of times, and got up. Wiping the drool off her shoulder, she looked around.
With her mouth open, she murmured, “Its…beautiful.” As we drove on, we looked at all of the stunning lights. The signs. The hotels. The cars. The people. It was outstanding.
“Guys, get up, we’re finding a hotel… Frankie ditched the other bus, so we’ve got to go find him…” Ray called from the front.
“Where are we?” Lowell asked somewhat alertly.
“ Las Vegas,” Bob said, rubbing his hands together. Me and Dine looked at each other, faces glowing. We were so psyched, but then Ray was being a dumbly heady thing.
“No casinos guys.” He said, “We’ve got to find Frankie.” We got to a hotel. We met up with Gerard.
“He went that way,” Mr. Way said, pointing over to a casino. We followed him in there.
“Stop. No children allowed,” This tall dude said. He looked around us, and almost fainted. “My Chemical Romance? Ga-ga-Go ahead in, I’ll watch them for you.”
“We need them. They’re helping us find Frank. He ran off again.”
“Oh, alright, you may bring them in.”
“Wait, Mikey, Frank ran off before?” I asked him.
“Yeah,” he said out of air from running, “Last time we passed through Las Vegas, he ran off. It took days to find him. He has this really bad gambling problem.” He stopped, his face turning red. He grabbed for his inhaler, and took a couple of puffs out of it. We kept on walking until we found this one poker table.
“Uh, I’ll stay here, and wait…incase he comes here…” Gerard said, turning the other direction and walked off. Bob grabbed his wrists, and pulled him along behind us. Gerardine glared at him, and I grabbed her hand. We continued on. We soon reached the slot machines.
“Common…common, god damn it!!!” Frankie yelled. We surrounded him, and were pulling him away from the machine.
“One more. Please. One more pull.” he pleaded. His hand broke away from Ray’s grasp, and he pulled the handle. We watched as the numbers and symbols rotated around and around and around.
“Seven…” I whispered.
“Seven,” Gerardine added.
“SEVEN!!!” Frankie screamed as money pilled out of the machine. Gerard was cracking up, why, I don’t know, but anyways, we collected the money, and ran out of the casino. We got back to the hotel, and locked Frank in a room where he couldn’t escape. We left him in there to count his winnings.
GERARD’S POV
We sat down to watch Steven’s Untitled Rock Show. Repeats sucked.
“We’ll have a bunch of great music videos tonight, all leading up to a talk with my good buddy, Gerard Way, about his comics.”
“Do we really have to watch this?” I asked. They all nodded their heads up and down., so I was stuck with viewing myself, because I didn’t want to go watch Frank count money. I looked like such a dumb ass on stage, with my stupid comics, acting like they were a big deal… Yeah right. The Breakfast Monkey was cooler than that. The kids were all laughing.
I grabbed Gerardine, and pulled her over, tickling her.
“Dad! Stop! What’s your problem? It’s funny!!!” I stopped, and smiled at her. She wiggled out of my grasp, and headed over to Mikey. We continued watching Fuse for a couple pf hours.. The usual stuff, Daily Download, Steven’s Untitled Rock Show, All Nighter, yaa you get the point. I got so effing bored, and I flipped on VH1. There was this show, Meet The Family, and they were doing Dee Snyder. Gerardine got all happy, and was like, taking up the whole TV space… I think she’s a little too in love with Twisted Sisters.
“We’re not gonna take it.. OH NO, WE AIN’T GONNA TAKE IT, WE’RE NOT GANNA TAKE IT ANYMOREEEEEEEE!!!” she screamed.
“Rardine, shut up!” Frankie called from the next room over. He trudged out of his room, and was standing in the doorway with a bunch of angry people.
“How loud was I yelling Uncle Frankie?”
“Loud enough to wake the whole second floor. Go to bed.” With that, he and the rest of the hotelians went back to bed. I shut the show off before Rardine got too hyper, and we all went to bed, too.
NEXT MORNING
MIKEY’S POV
I woke to “Run” by Snow Patrol. Grabbing the phone off the nightstand, I answered it harshly.
“Mikey, It’s me.”
I smiled, “Hey Hill. How are ya doin?”
“Alright… But, Mikey,”
“Yeah sweets,”
“The doctor said that I’m not doing alright with the baby… He’s gonna have to take it out before the nine months are up, but there’s still a chance in it surviving…”
“GAH. Are you okay?’’
“Oh, I’m fine Mikey, but, he made a date that it’s gonna happen… About a month from now.”
“Okay, I’ll be there.”
“Love yas. Bye.”
“Love to you too sweets.” How come it was always the Ways that were screwed up. Gerard and Kerry. Me and Hilly. Gerard and Kat. This shit is too much.
“Uh, sorry about that Mikey,” Bob whispered, “I kinda over heard. Your phone volume is up wayyy to high.”
I smiled. “Thanks Bob.” I decided that it wouldn’t hurt to get ready, so I did. I slipped into the shower, and let my clothes drop to the floor. I lathered up this shampoo in my hair, and rinsed it out. I got dressed really quickly, and walked out of the bathroom. As I unfogged my glasses, I noticed that everybody was staring at me.
“Mikey, what the hell did you do?” Ray squealed between laughs.
“What do you mean?”
“Here, Gerard said, coming over with a pocket mirror. I took a glance in it, and fucking screamed my lungs out.
“What The HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE???” I screamed, touching my newly black hair, “Who the hell keeps hair dye in the shower?”
“Uh, I do!” Frankie proudly said, standing on the table. I tackled him.
“Mikey, ya know we don’t have any hair dye to make it brownish again,” Bob said.
“Are you guys shitting me?”
“Nope,” Brittany said, “It got all old, so Gerard threw it out and---” Gerard cupped her mouth. I took a swing at him, but missed, falling on top of Zeke. I got off of him, and he held his camera phone up, and pointed it at me.
"Say cheese Uncle Mikey!!!" | | |
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