Who Are You?

Chapter 3

“Well, you are Michael James Way. You are one of the most amazing people in the world. You play bass like a god and we met when you started taking guitar lessons from me. You’re pretty good, amazing actually. Your best friend is Frank Iero, a little midget who get’s shoved in a locker on a daily basis. You guys met when someone pushed him down and you floored them. I am sad I missed that. No-one would ever physically hurt you but it doesn't stop them from insulting you. The only reason Frank hasn’t been beaten to a bloody mess is because he’s friends with you.”
“I floored someone.” I stated with disbelief at my actions.
“Yes. Anyway, you’re getting straight A’s in school, with your favourite teacher being Mr Stump the English teacher. You like Misfits and Smashing Pumpkins, who was actually your first concert. You went with Gerard for your 15th birthday. Me, you, Gerard, Frank and Bob are in a band called My Chemical Romance. We’re pretty good and might be getting signed by Eyeball Records. We’re just waiting for the contact to go through but it should happen in the next few days.”
“That sounds really cool. Who’s Bob?”
“Bob is our friend; he’s blonde and plays drums. You’ll meet him and Frank tomorrow. Your favourite colour is blue. You have a stuffed unicorn toy which I got you as a joke on our third date but you sleep with it every night because you say it reminds me of you. You have three prized possessions. Your bass which Frank got you for Christmas 3 years ago, a sketch book folder thing with all the drawings Gee has made you since before you were born and these.” He held up a set of dog tags. “On our first anniversary you got us matching ones. Mine say 'property of Mikey Way’ and yours say ‘Property of Ray Toro’. It was just something which let people know that we loved each other. Here.” He gave it to me. I thought that the idea of being someone’s property would upset me but it didn’t. It gave me a weird feeling in my tummy. I put on the necklace and Ray gave me a weird look. I explained.
“I may have forgotten you, but we’re still dating. So I’m still ‘property of Ray Toro’. Maybe I’ll be able to remember you soon.” We fell into a surprisingly comfortable silence. Both of us deep in thought. I was jerked out of my head by Ray making a loud exclamation.
“I know what I’m going to do.” I raised my eyebrows is a questioning manner.
“What would that be Mr Toro?”
“Well Mr Way, I’m going to recreate some of our firsts. The first time we met, our first date, first kiss if you wanted.”
“I would like that. But tell me about yourself before anything else.”
“Well, I am Ray Toro, I’m 17, only older that you by a couple of months. I’m on the football team but they annoy me with the way they treat people. I like Jimi Hendrix and Iron Maiden. I am the lead guitarist in My Chemical Romance and I teach people to get a little extra money. I usually spend that on gifts for people though. And spoiling you rotten.”
“What? Ray!”
“You deserve everything I have ever treated you with. I, much like you, are near sighted but I wear contacts because the glasses tickle my nose, which has been broken three times.”
“Aww, poor baby.”
“Thanks. You once straightened my hair on a Friday of a gig. I had to go to school and play with straight hair. I didn’t like it but you did so I went along with it to make you happy. I have two younger brothers and an older brother who I love very much but we aren’t as close as you and Gerard. We call the younger ones the terror twins.”
“Wow.”
“Yeah, I must have bored you.”
“No, no I just. You’re pretty awesome. Why are you with me?”
“Didn’t you hear anything I said about you? You’re amazing. I love you.” I yawned and felt my eyelids get heavy. “Go to sleep Mikey. I’ll be here when you wake up.” And with that I let the creeping black swallow my vision, sending me deep into unconsciousness.

Notes

I've said before that only some of the information given is true and a lot of it is made up or guessed.