Fourth Dimension

Gerard looked back at the burning tower. Everyone’s head turned to the sound of another plane flying towards the other tower. Sobs of men and women came from all around me. Gerard had tear stained cheeks and so did I. I actually don’t really remember when 9/11 happened. I just remember we were sent home from school. I wondered if the real 6 year old me was still alive. I assumed I was, I just hope I didn’t run into myself. I don’t think I would. I didn’t even live in jersey I lived in Philadelphia at this time. I only moved to jersey when I was 12.
“So this is what the world is coming to” Gerard shook his head and looked at me. I looked up at him and frowned. “Lots more is to come. Trust me I know” Gerard raised his eyebrow “How would you know? You haven’t seen the future” I laughed. “Oh Gerard” I shook my head smiling. “What?” he asked “I can’t begin to tell you about this life” he gave me a confused look but then began to focus himself on the people around him. I couldn’t really believe what was going on. I traveled back in time met Gerard way and watched 9/11 happen. I really hope I don’t wake up and this turned out to be some crazy dream.


“The fiery is docking. Are you ready?” asked Gerard. I was so busy thinking I had totally forgotten Gerard invited me to stay with him. “oh-um yeah” I said lightly smiling. “Great” he smiled back and walked towards the exit of the boat. I followed him and finally took in his appearance. His hair was black and shoulder length. He was wearing a black over coat that was unbuttoned and under it was a smashing pumpkins shirt. “Also I have a lot of questions to ask you” he said turning to look at me. I raised my eyebrow. “What about” he turned forward “I’ll ask you when we get to my house”
“Okay” I responded. I honestly didn’t want to find a way back now. I just met my idol and he is inviting me to his house. I didn’t want to mess up my chems future so I would try not to get too close to them. Gerard stopped at a black car that had a shitty paint job and rusted handles. “You can ride shot gun” Gerard said giving me a light smirk. I giggled “Thanks”, I walked to the passenger’s side of the car and pulled lightly on the handle in fear of it falling off because of how rusted it was. The door opened and made a creaking sound along with it. I leaned down and slid into the car. Being carful of how hard I shut the door. Gerard put the keys in the ignition and turned on the radio, Joy Division began playing loudly. It startled both Gerard and I. He quickly reached his hand out to turn it down a little. I giggled and lent my head back agents the seat. Gerard looked towards me as he pulled out of the car pool. “What are you laughing at?” he asked beginning to laugh a little himself “your face looked so funny when you got scared” I giggled a bit more. “I love that you’re finding humour in things with everything that just happened” Gerard said dying down a bit on the subject of the incident that just took place. “Well that’s normally how I cope. I try to find the happy things in negative situations instead of really facing them.”I looked down at my lap. That’s the first time I admitted one of my problems to someone out loud. “yeah well I just have a shot of tequila and some jack Daniel’s and all my problems fly away” he chuckled. I suddenly remembered Gerard’s alcohol problems in the early 2000s. “That sounds pretty serious” I said concerned. He looked towards me “it’s really not” he smiled shaking his head. “Okay…” I said taping on the side of the car door to Joy Division.

Gerard perked up a little and turned towards me. “Screw waiting till my house I want answers. How did you know my name?” he asked. My eyes widened and I looked towards him. “Lucky guess” I said shrugging it off. “Nobody just guesses people’s names and gets them right. Plus you looked surprised to see me” he furrowed his eye brows together in thought. “I really don’t know you and plus I have questions for you” I said crossing my arms. “Okay and what are they?” he said raising his eye brows in curiosity. “Why did you ask me if I wanted to stay with you?” I brushed my bangs in front of my face. He rolled his eye “because you said you didn’t live anywhere plus I feel like the worlds going to hell. Why leave a helpless women out to fend for herself .plus you looked lost” he smiled as if he got a gold star for being a “Good Samaritan”. “Well that’s very nice of you. But I wasn’t lost…I’ve lived in jersey since I was twelve” Gerard turned towards me. “How old are you?” he asked. “I’m 18” I said smiling. “Oh the big 1-8 I remember when I turned 18. So what collage are you going to?” he asked. “i-well- um I used to work at Eye Ball records and I went to collage for EDM” his face lit up “Eye Ball records! Wow that’s awesome” I looked down “I said I used to work there…” he got a sympathetic look on his face. “Oh sorry…What happened? Why did you leave your job and collage?” he asked. “Um I didn’t really leave intentionally it was kind of forced and unexpected…” I said scratching my neck. There was no way in hell I could tell Gerard the real reason. I would fuck up the future and he would most likely never believe me. “Shit sorry I didn’t mean to pry” he got an awkward look on his face.
“well um…I’m 25 I just left a job at cartoon network because people are shit stains and my names Gerard but I guess you already knew that part.” He looked at me like he wanted me to tell him anything to make this situation less weird. “Well…my names ivory and that’s it” I said biting my lip. “Well since we were asking questions…why were you drawing me?” I looked towards Gerard. When I mentioned him drawing me his face turned a pink color and he tapped his fingers agents the wheel trying to avoid that subject. “Gerard?” I asked waving my hand to get his attention. “I liked your hair and you makeup” he mumbled enough that I could hear him. I blushed and took that as him calling me pretty. “Thanks. I try” I giggled. Gerard smiled lightening up when he realised I wasn’t creeped out by him drawing me.


We pulled into a driveway beside an older looking house. It had 1 other car in the drive way and a boy with longish light brown hair and glasses stood on the porch drinking a cup of coffee waiting for who I assumed was Gerard. I got a closer look and realised it was the one and only Mikey Way. Gerard stopped the car and looked at me. “My Brother and I still live with our parents so don’t be freaked out” he smiled. “Gerard I really appreciate everything. After all the confusing and horror I have been through today it is really nice to have someone help me out” I smiled. “It’s not a problem” he said putting his hand on my shoulder. Gerard opened the door and climbed out. I sat still and took a deep breath to prepare myself for what was going to happen next.

Notes

hey everyone its nice to be back, I'm sorry about how long I was gone. I just had no motivation to write for like 5 months but I'm back with this story and I will be updating my other ones very soon. I was inspired by The Smashing Pumpkins full album Mellon Collie And The Infiniant Sadness to get back into this story. I hope you enjoyed it.