Action Cat

Gerard splashed his face with water from the sink, weary eyes reflecting through the mirror. He was tired, but couldn't sleep. He was hungry, but he couldn't eat. He felt sick, but couldn't be cured. The guilt started to eat him inside.

"W-what if..." What if Frank was getting hurt? What if he was walking alone, unsafe?

He might as well lose Frank today, he could be in danger. Frank and Mikey were the only people who actually cared about him, no one else thought twice about him. His current mother was only harboring Gerard for the benefits, just like all the other mothers and fathers he had. Ray was a photocopy sent to help Gerard's antisocial tendency.

His mind narrowed to Mikey. His slick blonde hair that fell over his eyes years ago. His eternal pokerface. Gerard left the sink with a smile, and headed out the door towards his mailbox. Perhaps the big news had arrived, the news the officials in Russia had been trying to send and translate over the years.

Gerard's feet paced slowly to the box, stretching his back and yawning. There was an envelope inside. "For Gerard Way", it wrote with a bunch of strange Russian letterings front and back. Mikey's name was also included.

There was something Gerard always did before making a huge decision. He'd rub his hands together until they got warm, and release a huge breath. In hopes of a great occurrence.

And he did so.

Gerard unfolded the letter. His hands gripped the form, the blood from his face drained.

A death certificate.

Notes

sorry for the late update :c this chapter was just really sad and i was also crying over the film "a clockwork orange" so yeah.

i found out Hellboy Day was March 22 o_o and it creeped me out...