The Fallen and The Found.
If I fall... (down)
"Amanda!" Mikey called out as he entered his flat, he'd just bought some flowers and was going to surprise her with them. "Mikey!" She called out and walked into the room, her long black hair swishing behind her, her dark brown eyes flashed in anticipation, he bent down and gave her a swift kiss on the forehead. "How was your day?" He asked sweetly "Boring without you!" She giggled. "Here" said Mikey producing a bunch of lilac orchids with a smile. "Aw, Mikey, thank you, I love them!" She skipped off to put them in a vase on the kitchen counter and Mikey went into the living room and flicked on the TV, he listened to the drab everyday news as Amanda came and snuggled into his lap.
"BREAKING NEWS!
The World Trading Center (Twin Towers) has been hit by a series of four coordinated terrorist attacks launched by the Islamic terrorist group al-Qaeda! Located in New York Cit"- "Gerard." Was all Mikey said, "Gerard's in New York City for The breakfast monkey."
He stared of the bridge in despair. He saw it. He saw everything. The only thing he could think of clearly was that he had to forget about his stupid comic. It was helping anyone, it was pointless.
He wanted to do something important.
His thoughts swirled round and round him other than those three words, he couldn't cope, he needed to escape, he felt like jumping of the bridge in front of him.
All this time Frank Iero was fast asleep, completely unaware and oblivious.
"Gerard! Pick up the phone! Are you oka"- "Hey Mikey! I'm fine physically. But to be honest with you, I'm an emotional wreck, can I stay round your place for a bit? I can't face my thoughts right now." Sure, Bro. Anytime, I'm just so glad your safe, I love you man." "You too Mikey." There was a sincere silence for a while. "Goodbye, Gee. See you in a bit! Oh wait, Aman-" but Gerard had already accidentally hung up.
He sat on the sofa at his brother's house with a notepad. His brain kept switching from a million bad thoughts to no thoughts at all, He couldn't think properly. He went to his bag and got out his anti-depressant tablets and took several at a time, forgetting to count. He thought hard about what he'd seen. "I need to do something with my life, I want to start a band." He said aloud, speaking to no one. He picked up his notepad and underlined the title: "Skylines and turnstiles."
"BREAKING NEWS!
The World Trading Center (Twin Towers) has been hit by a series of four coordinated terrorist attacks launched by the Islamic terrorist group al-Qaeda! Located in New York Cit"- "Gerard." Was all Mikey said, "Gerard's in New York City for The breakfast monkey."
He stared of the bridge in despair. He saw it. He saw everything. The only thing he could think of clearly was that he had to forget about his stupid comic. It was helping anyone, it was pointless.
He wanted to do something important.
His thoughts swirled round and round him other than those three words, he couldn't cope, he needed to escape, he felt like jumping of the bridge in front of him.
All this time Frank Iero was fast asleep, completely unaware and oblivious.
"Gerard! Pick up the phone! Are you oka"- "Hey Mikey! I'm fine physically. But to be honest with you, I'm an emotional wreck, can I stay round your place for a bit? I can't face my thoughts right now." Sure, Bro. Anytime, I'm just so glad your safe, I love you man." "You too Mikey." There was a sincere silence for a while. "Goodbye, Gee. See you in a bit! Oh wait, Aman-" but Gerard had already accidentally hung up.
He sat on the sofa at his brother's house with a notepad. His brain kept switching from a million bad thoughts to no thoughts at all, He couldn't think properly. He went to his bag and got out his anti-depressant tablets and took several at a time, forgetting to count. He thought hard about what he'd seen. "I need to do something with my life, I want to start a band." He said aloud, speaking to no one. He picked up his notepad and underlined the title: "Skylines and turnstiles."
tryyiinng xD
11/14/13