The more he ran the more wet he got. Rain was coming down hard and he had tears streaming down his face. He then came across a house, it was more like an old fashioned mansion. It had a sign that read, 'Rathbone Sancuary' and Gerard took out a piece of paper that his mom gave to him. The paper said the same thing, she said it was just in case he were to get lost. Soon the rain ruined the piece of paper but Gerard didn't mind. He put the piece of paper in his pocket, he was crying but it didn't feel like it. Then rain was there to make it seem like he wasn't crying.

Gerard ran to the doorstep and knocked on the door. The door opens and there was a girl, maybe Mikey's age or older, she looked scared but then straightened her stance.

"Dylan?!" She yelled as she stared at Gerard.

"What?" He looked at the girl then Gerard and saw him, "Shit, can I help you?" He asked as he pushed the girl away.

"I need your help." Gerard said as tears kept falling which were really noticeable.

"Uhm," The man, Dylan, looked at Gerard and the wreck he looked like, "Ok." He smiled.

"Do you really think you can help me?" Tears streaming down his face, his body shakes as he stands on the doorstep drenched in rain.

"Well...I hope I can." The slender middle-aged man replied.

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5 Months Later

"Gerard?" Dylan knocked on Gerard's door.

"Mmm..what?" Gerard mumbled as he was half asleep.

Dylan opened the door and came in quietly, "Happy Birthday you idiot!" Dylan jumped on his bed and suddenly scared Gerard.

"Holy fu-Dylan! What the hell?"

"Happy seventeenth birthday!" Dylan sat on the side of Gerard's bed and handed him a card. "From your brother. He came by with his boyfriend to drop this off." He said out of breath.

"Sweet." Gerard grabbed the card and opened it.

To Gerard:

YO HAPPY BIRTHDAY BROTHER!

I hope you have an amazing day! Sorry you can't spend it with Pete and I. We really would have liked it if you could but you know we have school and shit. But anyways Mom, Dad, Me, and Pete all pitched in and decided to give you twenty buck each. So that leaves you with what? 80 bucks? Yeah, so anyways have a good one I'll try and visit this weekend!

LOVE,
Mikey and yes Pete :) <3

Gerard closed the card and looked in the envelope and found the eighty bucks.

"Scored some money?" Dylan asked.

"Yep, my mom, dad, Mikey and Pete all pitched in." Gerard explained.

"All right, welp the crew is waiting downstairs. You gonna come down?"

"Uhhmm," Gerard looked at the roof of his room, "No, let me get ready." He smiled at the roof.

"Alright, hurry up so the food doesn't get cold." Dylan fooled.

"Alright." Gerard smiled and watched Dylan leave his room.

Dylan and Gerard had gotten close since Dylan was his therapist and they spend every other day with each other. Gerard was closer to Dylan than with anyone else in the house.

Gerard had gotten out of his bed and started to make it. Then he started to ruckus coming from above him. He smiled, "Good morning to you friend."

"Aww fuck." He heard muffled voice. Gerard giggled and started to get his clothes ready.

"Hmm, Smashing Pumpkins? Smashing Pumpkins." Gerard said to himself as he grabbed a pair of gray skinnies and a black Smashing Pumpkins shirt. Then he ran into his connected bathroom and got in the shower.

After the shower, Gerard heard the guitar player above. He was playing an original and Gerard started to dance a little to it. The music made him think about happy memories and art. He actually felt alive, and when he was roomed below the player he wasn't sure but the first time he heard him play he was put to sleep instantly. All of the sudden the playing stopped and Gerard was put into reality. Saddened but yet happy because he actually was getting hungry.

Notes

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