But little did I know...

Gerard's cell phone stopped ringing. I was thinking and thinking.

"A penny for your thoughts?", he said, moving the mirror a bit.
"What's the name of your band?", I asked, hesitant.
"Gerard Way and the Nameless Soldiers", he answered, matter-of-factly.

I remained silent.

"Why you so silent? It's weird. You've been talking and talking all this time", Gerard asked.
"I listened to your band", I said, finally realizing I had been talking to the guy I was looking for.
"Really? At Warped Tour?", he asked, interested.
"Nope. I bought a box full of band merch and stuff like two weeks ago, and there was a cd that said 'Gerard Way and the Nameless Soldiers' and I listened to it and I loved it."
"Oh, so you got our EP."
"Yes, I guess."
"We only made 50 copies of it. I mean, actual physical copies. We gave them away during our first shows at small venues."

"I toured with them", Mikey said, proudly.
"Really?", I asked.
"Yes. Well, I did play with them in a few shows because their bass player had an accident, but I attended every single show, because Gee didn't want to leave me alone at home for weeks."
"So you two live on your own?", I asked.
"Yup. Dad moved to Canada, he found a great job there. We haven't heard anything about Mom since I was 15, when my parents divorced. Hope she's doing fine. I was already 18 when Dad moved, and I didn't want to leave New Jersey, and neither did Mikey, so now he's living with me. I was working for a magazine, drawing comics and stuff. It didn't take much of my time, so I was able to study and work", Gerard said.

"So he sings, he draws stuff and he's able to drive a car for more than half an hour without crashing...", I thought. I remembered when I got my first car. Two years ago, my band was opening for Chiodos and the singer suddenly got sick, they couldn't cancel the show so they were looking for a temporary replacement. They listened to me during the pre-show rehearsal and they asked me to sing. I did and with the money I got I bought an old car. It was small and its red color was fading but anyway, it worked. However, my happiness and joy only lasted three days, thanks to my lack of skill and the fucking garage door. I laughed. Mikey looked at me with an "I wanna hear the joke too" face.

"It's just that I remembered my first car. It only lasted three days because I fucking crashed it", I said, trying not to laugh.
"Wanna listen to music?", Gerard asked.
"Sure", Mikey and I replied immediately. Gerard turned on the radio.
"I'm six feet below this burning wreckage, of the life we used to know, now all the hope we had is dying..."

Notes

Here's the new chapter. I hope you love it as much as I do. Tell me what you think <3