Letters from the Grave Stone

Fake Your Death

"I'm tired, Gerard."

"Then sleep."

"Not that type of tired. I mean the fans, the girls. I know how many you had sex with. "

"What do you mean? I-I would never!"

"Gerard. "

He looked down.

We were in our living room back home in Summit, New Jersey. We lived in Marisa's parents house on Elm. It was a cozy house, reasonably small and the neighbors never bugged us. The television was on but it was just so it wasn't quiet. Antique Roadshow was on, we weren't paying attention.

"That's the past, Phil."

"I was too afraid to confront you then."

"Afraid of what? Me?!"

"Just calm down, please."

"I would never hurt you, Phil!"

"It's too late for that. What's done is done."

"Let me make it up to you."

"How?"

He grinned like the dork he was, "I always have wanted to do this."

I scoffed, "do what, Gee?"

"Fake my death. Sang a song about it, too."

"Oh I loved that one!"

He smiled sweetly like the man I loved.

I realized what he was saying, "are you crazy, Gerard?!"

"Just a bit. What does that have to do with a drug overdose?"

I slapped him. He continued grinning.

"You're seriously going to fake your death?!"

"And walk away."

"Gerard."

"Philippa."

"I'm going to slap you!"

"But what do you want me to do? The fans won't stop! I'll look.. civilized like a pervert if you want! Brown hair, no make up, neck tie, plaid. I'm doing it to make you happy."

"How are we gonna pull it off?"

"I know people."

I scoffed, "you know people!"

"We'll lay low.. and go to ahm.. Iowa!"

"Why Iowa?"

"Isn't that where Carcery Vale is? We can live with your pops, I like him."

"He hates you."

"CARCERY VALE IS QUIET!"

"Alright well go fake your death already!!"

He nodded and went to the kitchen to make a few phone calls.

I took a deep breath and texted Marisa.

Me: Hi.

Misa(Marisa): hi...

Me: It's been a while.

Misa: yeah it's been real tough since Frank went missing.

Me: I thought you broke up a long time ago.

Misa: we got together after the break up of the band and he's been missing for a few months now

Me: sorry to hear that.

Misa: anyways, how's Mr.Way?

Me: .....

Misa: wut?

Me: Gerard died last week. He was clean.. I guess he couldn't handle it and he overdosed.

I didn't answer the rest of her texts.

That night I held Gee close. I never wanted to lose him.

I eventually did.