Categories > Celebrities > My Chemical Romance > Gerard Way: Crime Scene Investigator
The smoke cleared in a minute or so. Gerard knew the fumes could be dangerous, so he moved further from the car and tried to get some fresh air. As much as he hated it, he had his priorities. Brian had to be safe first. He stood in front of an opening in the garage's wall, feeling a soft breeze waft by. He took several deep breaths.
"Mister?" asked Brian. The senior investigator glanced down at him. "Why are you crying?" He hadn't even realized he was. He roughly wiped the tears from his eyes.
"Because," he said curtly. The task ahead of him was going to be rough. He wasn't looking forward to it.
Something latched onto his right leg. He looked down and saw that Brian was giving him a hug. He knelt down and embraced the child.
"Don't worry about me, Brian. I'm just glad you're okay."
"Gerard!" He swiftly turned at the sound of his name. Bob was running toward him.
"You're okay! Where's Mikey?" Brian sat on the ground as Gerard began walking away.
"He was thrown away from the car, and the tire slammed into him. I couldn't get it off of him." They started running. Gerard saw Mikey flattened to the ground by the tire. He had an extra 60 pounds of weight on his lungs, and it wasn't doing him any good. Gerard pushed against the tire, and it began to move. He rolled it away from Mikey and tried to wake him up. He was relieved when his brother started coughing, but that relief quickly turned to panic when he started coughing up blood.
"Mikey, talk to me." Mikey started trying to take smoother breaths. He couldn't find the energy to talk. Bob called for an ambulance while Gerard tried to prop Mikey up, hoping it would help him breathe better.
"It's okay, Mike, you'll be okay."
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"His lungs suffered extensive bruising, and his right arm is broken in two places. We're doing everything we can." Gerard took his sunglasses off and put them away.
"I tell people that when the situation couldn't be any worse. I want the truth about my brother," he said pleadingly. The nurse saw the terrified look in his hazel eyes, and sighed.
"He's going to need surgery to remove the damaged tissue from his lungs, and at least two plates for his arm." Gerard nodded and thanked her, returning to the waiting room to sit next to Bob.
"I just got off the phone with Ray; he should be here in a few minutes. What'd they say?" Gerard told him. His face darkened.
"That sounds bad." The senior investigator glared at the floor angrily.
"I can't believe this. First my best friend, now my brother. How could Matt do this to me?"
"He wasn't a normal person, G. He was a psycho." Gerard looked up at him with forlorn eyes.
"He was also a psycho that used to be my best friend." Bob was shocked.
"Yeah. He used to work in our lab. Everything was going great until he killed those people..." His voice trailed off as he let the memories overtake him for a second. He shook his head to get his mind back on track. No point in reminiscing about something that had happened so long ago. "The problem was that he knew exactly how to cover everything up. He took every one of our procedures and used them against us."
"You had no way to catch him." Gerard shook his head.
"He quit not long after the trial ended. And for every day after that, I tried to find him. I hunted him down. I scoured every piece of evidence for something he had missed. There was nothing. When we hired you, I finally gave up."
"Hey guys," said Ray as he walked into the room. Gerard didn't look up at him, as tears were beginning to fall from his eyes. This was almost more than he could take. Bob updated Ray on the situation, and they settled in to wait.
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"G? G, wake up." Gerard slowly opened his eyes. He yawned and finger-combed his shortened hair.
"What is it, Ray?"
"Mikey's okay. The surgery went fine, and his arm should heal normally." Gerard smiled.
"I think I'm going to go visit Frank." Ray stopped him.
"Actually, you can't. The doctor said he's got a high risk of infection and-"
"They needed a sterile place for him. They put him in solitary confinement, didn't they? In his own room and everything?" Ray nodded grimly. Gerard had to sit down. He was shaking.
"He hates being alone. He hates it. He's going to lose his mind."
"Mister?" asked Brian. The senior investigator glanced down at him. "Why are you crying?" He hadn't even realized he was. He roughly wiped the tears from his eyes.
"Because," he said curtly. The task ahead of him was going to be rough. He wasn't looking forward to it.
Something latched onto his right leg. He looked down and saw that Brian was giving him a hug. He knelt down and embraced the child.
"Don't worry about me, Brian. I'm just glad you're okay."
"Gerard!" He swiftly turned at the sound of his name. Bob was running toward him.
"You're okay! Where's Mikey?" Brian sat on the ground as Gerard began walking away.
"He was thrown away from the car, and the tire slammed into him. I couldn't get it off of him." They started running. Gerard saw Mikey flattened to the ground by the tire. He had an extra 60 pounds of weight on his lungs, and it wasn't doing him any good. Gerard pushed against the tire, and it began to move. He rolled it away from Mikey and tried to wake him up. He was relieved when his brother started coughing, but that relief quickly turned to panic when he started coughing up blood.
"Mikey, talk to me." Mikey started trying to take smoother breaths. He couldn't find the energy to talk. Bob called for an ambulance while Gerard tried to prop Mikey up, hoping it would help him breathe better.
"It's okay, Mike, you'll be okay."
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"His lungs suffered extensive bruising, and his right arm is broken in two places. We're doing everything we can." Gerard took his sunglasses off and put them away.
"I tell people that when the situation couldn't be any worse. I want the truth about my brother," he said pleadingly. The nurse saw the terrified look in his hazel eyes, and sighed.
"He's going to need surgery to remove the damaged tissue from his lungs, and at least two plates for his arm." Gerard nodded and thanked her, returning to the waiting room to sit next to Bob.
"I just got off the phone with Ray; he should be here in a few minutes. What'd they say?" Gerard told him. His face darkened.
"That sounds bad." The senior investigator glared at the floor angrily.
"I can't believe this. First my best friend, now my brother. How could Matt do this to me?"
"He wasn't a normal person, G. He was a psycho." Gerard looked up at him with forlorn eyes.
"He was also a psycho that used to be my best friend." Bob was shocked.
"Yeah. He used to work in our lab. Everything was going great until he killed those people..." His voice trailed off as he let the memories overtake him for a second. He shook his head to get his mind back on track. No point in reminiscing about something that had happened so long ago. "The problem was that he knew exactly how to cover everything up. He took every one of our procedures and used them against us."
"You had no way to catch him." Gerard shook his head.
"He quit not long after the trial ended. And for every day after that, I tried to find him. I hunted him down. I scoured every piece of evidence for something he had missed. There was nothing. When we hired you, I finally gave up."
"Hey guys," said Ray as he walked into the room. Gerard didn't look up at him, as tears were beginning to fall from his eyes. This was almost more than he could take. Bob updated Ray on the situation, and they settled in to wait.
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"G? G, wake up." Gerard slowly opened his eyes. He yawned and finger-combed his shortened hair.
"What is it, Ray?"
"Mikey's okay. The surgery went fine, and his arm should heal normally." Gerard smiled.
"I think I'm going to go visit Frank." Ray stopped him.
"Actually, you can't. The doctor said he's got a high risk of infection and-"
"They needed a sterile place for him. They put him in solitary confinement, didn't they? In his own room and everything?" Ray nodded grimly. Gerard had to sit down. He was shaking.
"He hates being alone. He hates it. He's going to lose his mind."
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