Life is Colourless

The item in Mikey's hand shocks, scared, and frightens me. A razor blade, stained red in places. I sneak a look a Gee. He looks like he's gonna be sick. He's incredible pale, and his breathing is shallow.

'Gee? Are you okay?'

'No, Frankie. I'm not okay.' I pick the taller man up into hug. Not caring that Mikey is there, staring at us. I make eye contact with him and mouth to him to leave us alone for a minute. He nods, and goes outside.

Gee and I stand there for God knows how long, sobbing into each others shoulders. I don't know what to think. I hate that Gee's doing this to himself, but at the same time, I don't know what I can do to help him. But I want to. I will do anything for that man. Anything.

We break away. Gee asks:

'You're gonna leave me, aren't you? I know you are. I don't wanna be alone, Frank. Please don't leave me'

'Gee! How could you even think that's a possibility? I love you, baby, and I'm going to help you as much as I can. Now stop crying, we need to chat to Mikey, I'm sure he wants to talk to you'

'One thing first, though' He presses his lips to mine, in a sad kiss. It has a meaning, I guess. That my baby is broken, and needs me. A lot. And that I will do anything to fix him. Make him whole again.

'Okay, now we do need to get to Mikey' I say with a giggle, dragging him out of the kitchen into the garden.

'MIKEY! WHERE ARE YOU?' I yell. I can't see him, and I don't get a response. Uhh, what? He wouldn't go without telling us.

'MIKEY! IT'S NOT FUNNY, SHOW YOURSELF!'

'You have a really loud voice, for someone of about 4 foot 5'

'Shut up, not my fault you're a giant'

'Compared to you, yeah, I am' He seems to be enjoying our banter. He smiles, and it fills me with relief, that he's not completely numb.

'Shut up,' I mutter again, unable to think of anything else to say. 'MIKE- wait, there's something here. There's a piece of paper stuck to our front door.

'Read it'

'Duh, what else am I meant to do with it?' I giggle. I take a look at the note. 'It's just a phone number'

'Shall we ring it?'

'Do you actually have a brain today, Gee? Or did it fall out your ear or something? 'Course we're gonna ring it.' We go inside to grab one of our phones. We still didn't find Mikey. Huh. Maybe Alicia called, or something. He would normally tell us though, if he was going...

While I was thinking about that, Gee had dialled the number and was waiting for someone to pick up.

'Turn up the volume, so I can hear'

'Done. Wait, shhhh, they picked up. Hello?

'Is this Gerard Way and Frank Iero?' We exchange looks, this is slightly weird

'Uhh, yeah. I'm Gerard. What you want?'

'I have your brother, Mikey. Goodbye'

*Mikey's P.O.V, from when he left Gee and Frankie*

How could my brother do this? And for how long, without telling us? I'm angry with him, but that's understandable, isn't it? I mean, couldn't he just have talked to someone, if he was feeling that shitty? I guess not. I've never done it, so I can't really comment on if he should or shouldn't do it.

I'm just stood, leaning against my car, which is parked in Gerard's driveway, when a black van drives up and stops. A man gets out. He's dressed all in black, and there's a mask obscuring his face and hair.

'Are you Mikey Way?'

'Yeah, why?'

'You're employed as a geneticist?

'Yeah, how do you know this? Who are you associated with?'

'These guys' He says, and two huge guys get out of the van behind him. One of them approaches me and puts something over my mouth, forcing me to inhale it. Shit. I feel my thoughts becoming unclear, I'm becoming less focused on my surroundings. I know what's happening, it's happened before.

'Get him in the van' Is the last thing I hear, before I'm completely unconscious.

*time lapse*

I wake up a period of time later, I have no way of knowing how long it was. Even if there was a clock in the room, which I'm pretty there wasn't, it was pitch black. All I know is that I'm tied to a chair, and there are noises coming from the right corner of the room.

'Hello? Is someone there?' That was probably the worst thing I could have done.

'Shit, he's awake,' He's talking to himself, I think. 'Well, if your awake, might as well have some fun with you' He gets up and walks over. There's something in his hand.

The last thing I'm able to do is scream.

Notes

Hey guys! Is that a long chapter? I don't know. I have some things to say...

1. I updated almost every day this week, but I have to go back to school tomorrow (boo) so I'm not going to be able to update on Mondays, Tuesdays, and Fridays because I'm busy with music/voice stuff. Also school means homework, so I might not update on Sundays either. It depends

2. I want comments now before I put up a new chapter, I need to know what I could improve on. One of my New Year's Resolutions is to put in more 'cliff-hangers' as such, do I need to do that? Tell me!

3. I love you all, you make my life! xx

Bye xx