Someone I love threw me away
Someone I love threw me away
Someone I love threw me away
But I don’t mind, I don’t mind at all.

“Yeah, mom told me you’ll be coming to Jersey a couple of days for the summer to visit. It’s great! You haven’t been here for a while. How’s LA? Away enough I suppose.”
Gerard sighed with the phone on his ear, pacing around his home study. He didn’t have a comeback for his brother. He knew he was right. LA was way over here and Jersey was way over there where it was supposed to be. Don’t get me wrong, Gerard Way loved New Jersey. It was his home. Gerard and Jersey had been through too much for a life time. The city watched him grow, fail, succeed, change and ultimately, leave. He still had a small apartment there to stay whenever he visited which was rarely. In the past two years since MCR broke up, he hardly ever went to Jersey. For big events he would fly Donna, Donald and Mikey to LA. Birthdays, holidays or whenever he felt like having some needed family time. But Donna had insisted he’d come home for once. The house missed him and they missed having him around so he obliged. And he didn’t choose the date randomly.

- I know Mikey… I… - he paused for a second. – Don’t do it okay?
- Fine… I’ll drop it. How’s Bandit, are you bringing her too?
- She’s fine and I don’t know. I might. Mom wants me to.
- And Linds?
- No, she can’t. She’s got work going on, she’ll stay here.
- Ohhh… too bad…. – Mikey said but he meant “how convenient” and Gerard heard it.
- Mikey…
- Hey, I love the woman. But I also know why you are coming, I’m not stupid.
- There’s no particular reason, okay?
- It’s almost funny how you keep lying to yourself. You know, I brought him some of what you’ve been writing.

Gerard stopped on the spot. He didn’t know what to say, what to ask. He had a million questions but none Mikey could actually answer. A few seconds passed and he finally brought himself to say:

- Do you... do you know if he read any of it?
- Who…? – his brother teased him
- Bye Mikey…
- I was just joking, c’mon!
- Either way, I gotta go. Text you later okay?
- ‘kay Bye!

Gerard hung up the phone call and opened up his text messages on his phone. He had to really look, scroll past a lot until he found what he was looking for. One of the last things he had was a photo of a spooky Christmas card that read “Happy Holidays from the Iero family!” The photo featured the five Ieros and a few of their dogs. He chuckled at the sight of it and then read the messages below. They were distant and nostalgic and too long ago even though some of them were from the previous month or so. His stomach tied in a strong knot. The same knot he always felt when he got one of those texts. The knot that always made him stop on the spot from whatever he was doing. He got out of the conversation and turned his phone off and put it away on his pocket. When he turned around at his desk behind him, a message on the screen of his computer read:

“Your purchase of two tickets for Frnkiero andthe cellabration was completed successfully”
He got out of his study and walked a few steps down the hall to Bandit’s room. He knocked and peeked his head in through the door, not entering completely.

- Hey B. – he called.
- Hmm…? – She turned around from the book she was coloring at her desk to see her dad, pulling her long bangs away from her face.
- Do you wanna go see uncle Frank play and see the girls?
- Yes! – She through her hands up in the air, victorious.
- Great cause I just got us tickets.

Notes

Short introduction. Music used by FrnkIero andthe Cellabration.
Finishes in the next chapter!