I Never Knew What to Say

~Frank~
I wake up from my nightmare-filled sleep facing my clock and see it is 9:03 am. I am a little panicked and cold… I wonder if Gerard is somewhere around? I head downstairs to see if I can find some simple breakfast. I grab a box of coco pops and pour myself a bowl with some yummy full fat milk to get my mind away from my nightmares. As I walk through to the living room still scanning for Gerard I see no signs he was ever even here. I stick the news on the TV, politics and boring stuff as usual.
Once I have eaten I decide to call Mikey, maybe he never had a brother and yesterday was a weird dream… it rings a few times until a familiar voice answers. “What do you want from me NOW Frank? You have my brother-whom-you-turned-gay you want me now huh?” he then puts the phone down on me. Gerard is probably out, buying comics or something. As he is out I decide to research him and see what the news thought. As I open the google chrome window I see the usual bookmarks like Tumblr. I type “Gerard Way” into google and a local paper comes up with the report of a young boy found in a field, wrists slit and with a note next to him. “No one wants me, all those I thought loved me don’t. Music and comics could never give me the love I needed. This world doesn’t want me so I am leaving it.” I see that this note was put with a few other objects in a chest placed at the bottom of his headstone in the local graveyard. “He was placed there by his mother and brother, heard saying that he was going to hell due to his homosexuality and suicide and wished God would forgive her horrible son”
“To think Mikey seemed so nice” I looked up the graveyard and decided to go clear the grave up, even if he is alive now. As I walk out I wave to my neighbour Mrs Dale. “Have you seen a dark haired guy leave my house?”
“Yes, a couple hours ago. He seemed friendly, he said hello with a bright smile”
“He didn’t happen to tell you where he went?”
“No honey, he didn’t”
“Long shot, have a nice day Mrs Dale!” I wave as I walk away towards the graveyard only about 15 minutes’ walk away from my road. When I get there I see only one other person, I give her a smile.
“Who are you? You are new”
“Yeah I’m here to… find a friend I guess” at that answer she smiles broadly
“What is his last name?”
“Way…” I give her a confused look
“Gerard? Four years ago?”
“How did you…”
“I know everyone who has been put here, he awoke really quickly. He is in the far corner with the big tree, Darcy is probably there too” I head in the direction the girl pointed and find the tree. The stone is covered by the long grass so I pull some out so I can read it. ‘Here lies Gerard Arthur Way, he was a sinner. We hope God forgives him’
“His family are making me more and more angry” I hear a faint meow as I look up and see a black and white cat. I call it down and give it stroke, it purrs loudly and rubs my legs. As I walk away the cat follows me, the girl is still there. “I think this cat likes me”
“Looks like Darcy does, yes” Another man walks in to the graveyard and I wave and point to the cat “Cute isn’t it?”
“What’s cute?”
“The cat? The black and white one right there” I keep pointing
“Have you escaped form a home or something? There is no cat there” I am very confused as he walks away from me. “Darcy he says you don’t exist!”
“You don’t know do you?” the girl pipes up “You honestly haven’t realised?”
“Don’t know what?”
“You can see ghosts, Darcy and I are dead” I pick Darcy up
“No, see I can pick him up, I can hear him purr!”
“To other humans you have your arms in a weird position and are talking to thin air” Darcy climbs onto my shoulder and sits there, I think of my mother.
“Dad always said I was a stupid kid… I was really seeing my mums ghost I guess” I begin to cry and head back over to Gerard’s grave with Darcy, I lean against the tree and begin to cry the little cat looks at me. He has big yellow eyes and licks my cheek making me giggle. He curls up on my lap as I look at the sky as I accidently drift into a fitful sleep.
I wake up suddenly, my eyes streaming as I panic not remembering where I am. I hear a cat meow and look over to Darcy sitting there his loud purr is all I can hear. I walk back, the rain coming down in buckets. As I enter my house Darcy trots in behind me and I giggle, “You are such a silly little thing”
“Just like you” a familiar voice comments from behind me, I turn dreading seeing his face “What are you talking about anyway?” Darcy begins to growl unnaturally loudly.
“Mikey how did you get in?”
“My sweet brother let me in” he says with a sick grin on his face
“Where is he Mikey?”
“He is being put straight, we will get this demon out of him and you!” he rushes over hitting me hard onto the floor before tying my hands together. He pulls me up and pushes me into the living room.
“Gerard!” he is bleeding a lot including his wrists, the blood soaking the carpet.
“Shut up!” Mikey pushes me onto a chair as his mum holds me down so he can tie me to it. I look at Gerard as they leave the room to go and get something from the kitchen.
“F-Frankie-e”
“Gerard? Are you okay?”
“N-not really-y but…” he pauses to allow blood to drip from his mouth “This…” he twists his hand to show his phone and he dials 999. I hear a faint voice and Gerard says into it “P-police-e” when the police department come on I say my address but Mikey has seen it and is rushing over.
“SEND AN AMBULANCE!” Mikey holds a kitchen knife to my throat and grips my hair.
“You shouldn’t have done that”

Notes

So okay it might be a bit shorter than others. Sorry for being selfish or whatever but the cat Darcy is my dead cat and i thought he'd be a nice addition to the household. I try so hard with this but I always worry its rubbish... anyway!
hope you enjoy!
~frankieroisasnowflake