Welcome to The Danger Days

Little Gerard fell asleep in the car after the parade ended that night thinking about that strange boy with an angelic voice. He wass so captivating.

*time lapse, 7 years later*

Gerard's life had gone downhill. It had gotten so bad, that the highlight of Gerard's year was going to see that stupid parade with his father. No matter how "uncool" it seemed at his age.
His lip trembled at the memories of seeing it with him. But the best part was still seeing that strange boy with the guitar, singing his heart out. He had grown up, and Gerard had classified him as attractive.

He shook his head as he focused again. He needed to focus on honoring his dad. So he did. He walked up to the large, glossy, black coffin, and cleared his throat. "Hey dad. I'm sorry you didn't make it to see today. I love you. You're, quite honestly, my only friend. And I want to thank you for the years of undying loyalty to me. And i-i'll miss you. I already miss you." He got choked up and couldn't continue his private last words with his dearly loved father. The priest gave the signal for everyone to be seated so he could speak. Everyone scurried around the beautiful church. Gerard and his brother Mikey sat in the first pew next to the large stain glass windowof the Virgin Mary. The priest's melodramatic, woeful voice began, and Gerard could feel tears welling up in his eyes. He was so much more emotional because today was the day of the annual parade. His favorite "holiday", as he liked to call it, because it sure felt like one.

Suddenly, he stood and briskly walked to the heavy doors, and ignored the sympathetic stares that he felt bore into the back of his head. Once the church was out of sight, Herard had to jog in order to make sure that he would see that band. He nodded to himself, satisfied that he had arrived juat in time to hear those echoing drums. Gerard caught sight of a little girl, giggling with her fingers of her left hand in her mouth, and holding her parents' hand in the other. He had to take deep breaths to calm down and not get emotional again.

The parade had crept up on him, and sure enough, there he was again. His perfectly blackened hair danced around his face, and his eyes cracked open and locked with Gerard's tear-stained ones. He wondered if the boy would recognize him...

Notes

Heya you guys, I'm Erinosaur, and working on this with Damned One. Hope you like it!

Love you guys!

-Damned One and Erinosaur <3