Just Look at All That Pain

“Gee?”
Gerard turned and looked up to find Mikey and one of his band mates, Brendon.
“Gee what the fuck. Sorry man, I’ll take him from here,” he snapped at Jax. “Gerard, seriously what the fuck are you doing here.” It was bad enough Gerard was out this late until Mikey noticed Gerard’s eyes. His pupils were still dilated and he looked like shit.
Mikey wrapped one of his arms around his shoulder and Brendon took the other.
“No way in hell am I letting him go home alone. I’ll take him home.”
“You need any help with him? I can come back with you if you want,” Brendon asked as he waved down a taxi.
“No, don’t worry. I’ll talk to you tomorrow when he wakes up,” Mikey answered as he shoved Gerard in the back seat and walked around the other side. He gave Brendon a quick wave before getting in himself and directing the driver back to Manhattan.
They pulled up outside his apartment building and Mikey paid quickly. Luckily Gerard still had managed to keep hold of his keys.
Mikey shrugged him off his shoulder and let him slump down onto the couch when they got back inside.
“Gee stay here. I’m going back to my house quick to grab some clothes,” Mikey muttered sternly.
Gerard grunted in reply and grabbed the tv remote off the coffee table.
‘Where’s my phone,’ he thought to himself a few minutes later as he slid his hands into his pockets. He stood up and slid it out of his front pocket, and as he did a small bag dropped onto the floor in front of him.
‘Oh hell yes,’ he thought to himself.
He quickly set of a few lines, half because he was coming down from the high and because he was still stuck on the guy with the scorpion tattoo.
‘What if he’s not dead,’ Gerard started asking himself before the coke started taking over.
Now he was wide awake. He got up and jumped in the shower quickly, changing his skinny jeans into sweat pants. He went back to the living room, with his mind still buzzing. Mikey still wasn’t back but Gerard figured he would be back soon. He cleaned up the coffee table, making sure he hid all the evidence. Then he grabbed his sketch pad off the dresser in the bedroom. He hadn’t even looked at it since his last day with Frank.
He flipped through the pages quickly, looking through his superheroes and still life pictures. Then he came to one that broke his heart. He had forgotten he had drawn Frank. It had been from one day when he was working from home. He was sat on the couch with his laptop and a pencil behind his ear. That was Gerard’s favorite picture; well it used to be anyway. Now it just brought the reality crashing back to him. He contemplated ripping it up but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. He flipped forward a few pages and started drawing the first thing that came into his head: that scorpion.

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