Life is Colourless

*time lapse*
We were sat in the detective’s waiting room. It was fairly plain, blue walls with assorted paintings and canvases scattered around. Bare floorboards, and furniture which didn’t appear to have any sort of theme. Magazines on end tables. That sorta thing

The detective was a nice man, from what he said on the phone, but I don’t think he was too interested in our case. Had better things to do than search for my boyfriends’ brother, who was fucking missing and probably dead. Just putting that out there.We will probably never see him again. Ever.

But no, Mr Detective guy over there had other random shit to do. That was really more important than finding Mikey. Sure. Take your time, mister.

Gee’s doing as good as I had expected him to do. Which is nothing. He is literally blank. Numb. After the first initial shock of losing his brother, lots of tears and Why Mikey?’s, he was nothing. Something else completely from the sweet, hyper, giggly, loving guy I met 2 years ago.

I know that he’s gone through a lot, but I was here for him.Even through the whole harming thing, which I still don’t completely understand. Why would someone feel the need to do that to themselves?
‘I needed to.’ What? Guess I said that last bit out loud…
‘Why?’
‘Couldn’t cope.’
‘With what? Something that I couldn’t handle, or at least try to help you with?’
‘Life’
‘Huh’ Shit, was that really the best I could do? C’mon, Frankie!

The door just to the left of us opened. A guy with blond hair and a lip ring comes out with a bored look on his face. Mr Detective guy has arrived. Finally

‘Hello, I’m Detective Bryar. You must be Mr Iero and Mr Way, come in.’
We get up and go in. Gee looks the same as he did before our conversation, blank. Like he wasn’t alive. A walking corpse.

Detective Bryar’s room is small. Very small. As in, enough room for a desk, office chair, 2 lounge chairs, and a pot plant small. The walls are grey, the carpet looks like it was at one time white, but is now grey with a couple of questionable stains. Yeah, on the whole, I’d rather not be here, if you didn’t get that message.

Gee doesn’t even seem to notice the mess of an office. I hope Mikey’s found soon, then he might get back to… not normal, but better. I miss my Gee…

‘So, tell me all you can about Mikey. Reasons why someone would want to take him, I mean’
‘Well, we were talking about this. Mikey’s a scientist who goes stuff with genes, Gee, can you remember what it’s called?’ He shakes his head. ‘Well, anyway, he was going to test us because under the current… circumstances no-one can feel love right?
‘True. Me and my wife…’ A tear springs to his eye. ‘Carry on’
‘Well, yeah, no-one can supposedly. But we can. Me and Gee. We can feel love. So Mikey was gonna do blood tests and stuff to see what was different about us. So maybe someone didn’t want him to do that’
‘I think you have something there, Iero…’

Notes

Hey! Sorry I didn't upload, I wrote this in school and I planned on e-mailing it to myself, but it wouldn't work. Yeah, I know I said I'd upload every Wednesday, Thursday and Saturday but we can all see I'm not gonna stick to that... Sorry... How are we all? Good? Comments before I upload again please, and someone tell me something I need to do better, please!