Interference *SLOW UPDATES*

Gerard's POV-

We arrive at a building, where my appointment is, since I'm not moving from the car, mom opens the door for me.

"Out." She states, waiting for me to get out.

I roll my eyes, keeping both earphones in and get out the car.

~time lapse~

We are sitting down in the waiting room, waiting for my psychiatrist 'Pete Wentz'.

"Gerard Way."

My mom nudges me, as I've got ear phones in and I look up, seeing a man with black side fringe greasy looking hair, with a thin ring of eyeliner underneath his eyes.

I sigh, getting up.
"I'll be waiting for you at McDonalds." Mom says to me and I nod.

I follow Mr Wentz into a vacant room.
He gestures to a chair opposite him, and I sit.
He, then gestures with his hands for me to take out my earphones, so I take out one but leave the other in.

"For this to work, you will need to actually listen to me" he says, jokingly.

When he doesn't earn a smile or anything from me he starts talking.

"So, your mother has told me that you have a brother, Mikey? Is that correct?"
I nod, so he continues.
"So, according to your mom, she says Mikey died when he was 5 years old, now is this correct?"
I shake my head.
"No? Could you tell me what happened?"
"He's not dead." I say simply.
"Do you see him?"
When I don't reply he tries again.
"I'm taking that as a yes... So are your aware that if you still see him, he is a hallucination?"
I still don't say anything.
"Gerard, please say something. I want to help you."
"This is bullshit." I reply, crossing my arms.
He writes something on a piece of paper, before turning back to me.
"Okay. Let's do something else. Tell me what Mikey is like."

I consider answering.... It won't hurt to tell him this as it doesn't prove anything...

"Mikey is my younger brother. He has blonde hair. He's always there for me, unlike everyone else and I love him."
Pete writes more stuff down.
"Does Mikey look the same as he did when he was 5?"

This question confused me... Of course he looks different! He ages! Like what the hell is this guy on about?

I scoff and reply sarcastically, "I don't know... Do I look the same when I was 5? I don't think so.... People do this thing called ageing."
When I look at Pete, he has an amused expression, and writes more crap.
"How long does this go for?" I ask, looking at the clock.
"Well, since this is only one appointment, and your mother wants me to put you on medication... It goes for another hour."
I roll my eyes, "I'm not going on meds."
"Oh?" He says, eyebrow raised.
"No. I'm not sick. Everyone else is for thinking Mikey is dead, when he clearly isn't."
I say matter of factly.
"Okay, well where is Mikey now?" He asks, looking very interested.
"He's right here! He's been listening the whole time." I reply, gesturing next to me, where Mikey sits looking bored.
"Gerard, I can't see him." Pete states.
I flail my arms up in frustration, "you're blind then!"
"Gerard, he is a hallucination. He isn't real."
I stand up, "you're all fucking blind!"

Mikey stands up in attempt to comfort me, but I shove him away.
"No, Mikey leave me alone. I want to go home!"
Pete stands up, "Gerard, please calm down. We can talk this through..."
"FUCK YOU!" I shout.

Pete then presses a button, and a person who looks like a doctor comes in.

Shit.

The doctor sticks a needle into me, and everything goes black.

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