You're Beautiful To Me.

Gerard's P.O.V.

I hung off of Frank as the doctor showed my lifeless brother to him. My whole soul was sad and empty. Soon after, the doctor led us to Franks car, trying to explain how it had happened. I wasn't much listening, but I caught the fact that his car collided with another, there was in fact, no alcohol involved, Mikey was distracted, he flew out of the window, hit his head, and died of blood loss. Right there on the highway. I didn't hear the details, but what I did hear, only made me feel worse. We finally stopped talking to the doctor and got into the car. I hadn't said a word the whole time. Just nodded and cried.
"Hey, do you wanna go to McDonald's?" Frank said, looking straight through the windshield. He tried to sound cheerful but we both knew it wasn't working. He turned his head toward me, but I just shook mine. I wasn't the slightest bit hungry. In fact, I felt as if I might throw up. Frank turned his attention back to the road, and I stared at the same spot on the windshield as I had been the whole ride.
"Do you wanna skip school today?" I know how hard this must be on you. It's hard for me to, though. You aren't alone." He said. I flipped my eyes to the clock on the dash board. 4:21. I nodded my head. I had stopped crying a while ago. I was finally out of tears. Crying became less of a way to cope, and more tiring. The soft sounds that went with it, the itchiness of the tears against my cheeks, the redness of my eyes, the rawness of my skin from wiping away the tears. Frank reached over and grabbed my hand. I didn't make an effort to grab his back, but I didn't pull my hand away either. We sat at a red light for about a minuet, silent. Then it dawned on me. I had to tell Selena.
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It was about 3:50 and I was almost passing out, due to lack of sleep and dehydration. I walked out of Frank's car and up to the door. My heart weakly pounded. I felt horrible enough as it was, and now I had to deliver the news to his girlfriend. I raised my arm and took in a deep breath before knocking. A middle-aged woman answered the door.
"Can I help you?" She said with a smile.
"Um, i-is Selena here?" At first she looked confused, so I explained a bit more. "I, um. I'm Mikey's brother, Gerard." She smiled again.
"Yes, of course. Come in, come in." She said, waving her hand, signalling me to come in. I stepped through the door and took another large breath.
"I'll be right back with Sel." She said, then turned her body with a whirl and walked away. I could hear her faintly talking to Selena.
"Mikey's brother, Gerard is here." She said. Then Selena walked out of her room and into the hall where I was standing. She took one look at me and was shocked. Not really a surprise, I had bags under my eyes, greasy, un-brushed hair, red eyes, baggy clothes, and the reddest cheeks I'd ever seen.
"Woah, you look terrible! What happened, someone beat you up?" She said, almost laughing. But I wasn't. I had the most serious face I had ever had.
"We need to talk." I said closing my eyes. I didn't want to look at her. She brought back too many memories of Mikey.
"Um, okay..." She said, the smile fading from her lips.
"It's about... Mikey." That was the first time I had said his name since I found out he was dead. The word almost physically hurt to say.
"Is something wrong?" She said, a worried tone in her voice. I slowly nodded, my eyes still shut.
"You might want to sit down for this." I said. We walked to the living room and sat next to each other. She looked nervous.
"I really have no idea how to say this, so I'm going to say it the best I can." I sighed. I dreaded the moment that I had to say it. I didn't want to. If I said it out loud, I knew it was going to cause me to have some sort of break down. Once I said it, it was going to be real. It wouldn't just be in my head anymore. It wasn't going to be a bad dream to wake up from. It was going to be more real than anything I had experienced in my life.
"Mikey's...." She stared at me with eager and anxious eyes. "...Dead." I looked away from her.
"He's... What?" She asked.
"Last night, he was driving home, and hit another car. Not on purpose, obviously. He flew out of the windshield and hit his head on the pavement. He died of blood loss." Tears welled up in her eyes and flowed down her cheeks.
"Oh my God!" She wailed. She moved a shaky hand up to her mouth and screamed.
"No! No!" She started full on sobbing. "No! No, it's not true! It can't be! I was with him last night, no!" She screamed. She stood up and screamed louder. "NO! NO!" Her hands went up to her head and clutched handfuls of her hair.
"Woah, woah! What's going on, what's wrong?!" Her Aunt ran into the room and her eyes darted from Selena to me. I stared down at my shoes, tears escaping my eyes.
"No!" She continued to scream. Her Aunt ran over to her and held her body.
"Sweetie, you need to tell me what's going on! Calm down!" She was shouting over Selena's sobs. I stood up and walked myself to the door. On the way there, I paused by Selena and looked at her. The pain in her eyes.
"I'm so sorry." I whispered before walking out. I walked to Frank's car, Frank waiting patiently inside. I climbed in.
"How'd it go?" He asked, looking up from his hands. I looked into his eyes and stared for a bit.
"I miss him, Frank..." I whispered.
"I do too, Gerard. I do too."

Notes

Another sad, sad chapter. But don't worry, there is still a few chapters left...

Ugh I keep having dreams about meeting famous people and then I wake up and it's not true and I'm depressed like, the rest of the day... I even had a dream that MCR got back together and was so heartbroken when I woke up... Ugh send help..