The Voice From The Ocean
Opening Chapter
Ever wish you could just change everything?. How your life turned out and the choices you made?
My name is Gerard Way .
Its May the 19th , I'm standing in Ashbury Park , located in my childhood home of New Jersey.
This time I'm not here for the fucking cotton candy, infact its been a long time since i was here at all. I used to spend most of my life in this picturesque state but now I'm trapped. I'm held down by a life of fame.
See , once you hit global stardom , you have no control over your life whatsoever.
I walked on the empty stage with my three band members , Frank , Ray
and Mikes , my younger brother by three years. I knew they were not feeling as I felt.
Looks of happiness and joy spread their faces as they approached the crowd.
I was last to appear on stage , I gave a false smile to the eager crowd. I felt different , I felt fake.
I told myself " You never act on stage"
Little do I know , this show in Jersey full of drunk and heavily intoxicated teenagers in Green Day shirts will change my life forever.
I begin to sing the first song on the setlist , " I'm Not Okay ( I Promise)".
I feel a gulp in my throat as Ray begins to play the first chords and Frank joins in.
I start to blank out completely , however still concious enough to continue the show.
The sun beams into my hazel eyes rather unnaturally and i begin to hear a echoing voice calling my name. I'm not schizophrenic. This is real.
"Gerard , Gerard" I hear it continuously and it gets louder for each song I sing.
My name is Gerard Way .
Its May the 19th , I'm standing in Ashbury Park , located in my childhood home of New Jersey.
This time I'm not here for the fucking cotton candy, infact its been a long time since i was here at all. I used to spend most of my life in this picturesque state but now I'm trapped. I'm held down by a life of fame.
See , once you hit global stardom , you have no control over your life whatsoever.
I walked on the empty stage with my three band members , Frank , Ray
and Mikes , my younger brother by three years. I knew they were not feeling as I felt.
Looks of happiness and joy spread their faces as they approached the crowd.
I was last to appear on stage , I gave a false smile to the eager crowd. I felt different , I felt fake.
I told myself " You never act on stage"
Little do I know , this show in Jersey full of drunk and heavily intoxicated teenagers in Green Day shirts will change my life forever.
I begin to sing the first song on the setlist , " I'm Not Okay ( I Promise)".
I feel a gulp in my throat as Ray begins to play the first chords and Frank joins in.
I start to blank out completely , however still concious enough to continue the show.
The sun beams into my hazel eyes rather unnaturally and i begin to hear a echoing voice calling my name. I'm not schizophrenic. This is real.
"Gerard , Gerard" I hear it continuously and it gets louder for each song I sing.
this fic is fuckin with my mind
im goign to c r y
3/27/14