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Gerard feels the world closing in on him. When he drasticly deals with his depression it's Mikey who feels the full wrath. Drugs, Alcohol and Suicide plague the memebers of the band and when help c...

Mikey and Frank find out Gerard's fate.

Mikey stared numbly at the television whose light illuminated the dark room. He was sitting cross legged on his favorite overstuffed chair and he leaned back into the comfort of the soft cushions a...

Mikey sat out on his balcony in the thin sunlight of January. The funeral was already two months behind him...

She came across as beautiful and intelligent. Well, intelligent despite the fact that she was a cocaine addict and Mikey's new dealer.

"You don't seem to be with it. You space out, you disappear for a day or so and no one can get ahold of you..." Frank paused, looking at Mikey. "We just don't know."

"This is the last night I'm going to be here. This is the last time I'm doing this but...for one last time, can you make me forget?"

"I don't know how to help you." He said, choking on the words. "How do I help you?"

Frank let his face crumple and as silently as he could, he sat in the hallway and cried.

He knew what he had to do and for the first time in his life, he was completely terrified.

"Frank? " Mikey said, almost silently and with great effort. "I'm scared."

"Paramedics..." One of the men said. "Where is the emergency?" Instead of talking Frank just started to walk toward the bedroom and the paramedics followed him.

"Frank, I need you to do something." "Yeah?" "Can you get Bob and Ray here, I need to tell them as well. I'm tired of lying."