Categories > Celebrities > My Chemical Romance > Miracea

Chapter 28

by squishyfrog 0 Reviews

Surprise! I DIDN'T completely ditch you.

Category: My Chemical Romance - Rating: R - Genres: Fantasy,Romance,Sci-fi - Characters: Frank Iero,Gerard Way - Published: 2011/09/22 - Updated: 2011/09/22 - 518 words

<<
I waited a few minutes after Mary left to head for the elevator under the canopy. Even Morgan seemed to like things to stay inconspicuous, because the only way I could tell there was an elevator was a small stud jutting out on the wall behind the rows of chairs, which I assumed to be a button. There were stairs - I guess she also wanted people to have the option of not being lazy, but...I was lazy. So I took the elevator.
But going back to my room still didn't appeal to me, so I decided to do something potentially stupider than going outside. I decided to talk to its maker.

~~~~~~~~~~

I figured the main level would be my best guess. It seemed like, when Morgan wasn't fixing a problem, she tried to be somewhere where she could keep an eye on things. I was right. She sat in a corner, where she always seemed to sit, reading. Something I could expect from a normal thirteen-year-old. Not something I expected from a sadistic thirteen-year-old.
For a few moments after approaching her, I merely stood awkwardly in front of her. I wondered if she even knew I was there, or if I could turn back without her ever knowing. But then I realized that was a completely ridiculous thought, and it was even more ridiculous that I felt scared to talk to her.
"Morgan?" I asked timidly.
"Yeah?" she responded, turning a page.
"All those times Gee and I went to your house...where were your parents?"
Her eyes froze and her lips seemed to tighten.
"That's none of your business," she murmured coldly.

~~~~~~~~~~

"Hey, where you been?" Gerard asked once I walked in our room.
"Graveyard,"
"Oh,"
"And I talked to Morgan,"
He raised one eyebrow.
"Why is it not stranger that I went for a walk in a graveyard than that I talked to Morgan?"
"Because graveyards are normal for you. Morgan is not,"
"That's...circular reasoning- nevermind,"
I told him about the short and not-so-sweet "conversation" we had, and about meeting Mary.
"Why didn't we think of that before? I mean, dead parents...that's totally something that turns you into a bitch," I said.
"Whoa, Frankie, how do you know they're dead?"
"Well...."
"They're not dead,"
"I dunno...." I hesitated.
"What makes you think they're dead?" Gee pressed.
"Just the way she froze," I told him.
"She could just hate them," he said, being rational, as always. "Or maybe they hate her. You can't know they're dead."
"But," I argued. "Just because we don't know, doesn't mean they're not."
"True," he agreed. "But...we shouldn't assume things, babe."
"I know,"
I hate it when he shoves...knowledge...in my face. Or analytical thinking. Especially analytical thinking, because he's an artist...he doesn't get analytical thinking, he gets creative thinking. But anywho.
"Was Mary a duplicate?"
"I dunno, I didn't ask. Why?"
"I wanna meet a duplicate that's been here longer,"
"That would be helpful, wouldn't it...." I trailed off, suddenly wondering if anyone from outside was a duplicate.
But I wasn't going back outside.
<<
Log in to rate and review this story

Log in!




Register Lost password

Filter

You won't see stories with a lower score when you browse or search. Log in to adjust filter.
0

 

Featured Story

Site Stats

  • Authors: 483486
  • Stories: 40149

Recent Stories