I Used To Obsess Over Living, Now I Only Obsess Over You.

4.May

After April 9th, Mikey came to Rose Hill cemetery more often. He didn't come to visit Gerard but in a way, came to visit me. Technically he was there for the lake but I was always there to lay with him. Grabbing his hand or giving him warmth because the only time he came was at night, when the cemetery was closed. He had gotten better at sneaking in and not face-plating on the ground like before. And yes, he took his guitar he hid in the bush back. I really wish I could see him play more.

I didn't know what Mikey did when he got home so it always worried me. I wished for him to be safe. To come back to the cemetery every day and make my shitty afterlife not that shitty. He always talked to himself when he was with me. He would always call himself crazy and I would try to tell him he's not but I was still incapable to. If I could exchange my ghost form to being physically able to touch or to speak to the living I would keep the physical contact. Mikey seemed like he needed it the most. I stilled tried with all my 'ghostly powers' to talk to him.

What was still strange was the fact that Mikey seemed to not mine that fact that a magically force; that was invisible to him, was existent and touching him. He could certainly tell I was a human body. I even saved him from falling into the lake; many times. The boy never went home and I think half of it was my fault but I didn't want to leave him alone. He hopefully lived by himself because I certainly didn't want his parents or a girlfriend worried about him.

I did cause many problems with my ghost spirit being just like a real human being with mass again. I actually knocked down a vase of flowers someone put down. Luckily it was windy that day when the person who just set the vase down saw it broken. Honestly you couldn't even blame me for it, who the hell places flowers in a vase on a grave? It was a loss cause to give now dying flowers to someone who was dead. One which were in a vase that that person couldn't pit use to.

It was now May; I've been dead for four months. I was trapped on Earth, which seemed ironic since I was trying to escape Earth in the first place. My last thoughts were the hope that everything would end; vanish. Those thoughts were quick and the only thing I could hear. 'Now that's she's gone what's the point now? Do you really have a purpose anymore?' I would be with her. I could apologize. I wanted my guilt to end.

My thoughts were distracted when I hear the calling of my name. I thought I was also going crazy in till I realized whose voice that was; the same voice from three months ago. Gerard Way walked up to me, he was still as transparent and young looking as ever.

"I wish I had the same ghost powers as you." He laughed a little; I could tell he was anxious with how forced it was. "Thank you Pete, for caring for my brother. I would be a crying mess telling you this but I don't think it's possible for ghost to cry." He laughed once again scratching at his neck. His skin was darker there, revealing that he'd been scratching there frequently. But before the afterlife.

Gerard looked dead. Yes, he is dead but like a vampire, more transparent then me because his skin was probably so pale. It strongly contradicted to the dark circles, which were now shades under his eyes.

"You're not upset or anything? I was just trying to-" I was flustered because he saw me with his brother. It wasn't like I cuddled up against him or anything because there was no consent in that but just and arm around him or I'd hold his hand. I mean my arm would go over his chest and I'd basically be sleeping on him but he never seem to mind.

"Yes Pete, I saw you with my brother. No Pete, I'm not angry." He added the last sentence to clear all worries.

"You'd be a better boyfriend then the last girl he dated." He muttered bitterly. I liked that though, he cared for his brother a lot and I guess the 'last girl' was a not someone he approved of but-

"Wait so he likes...guys?" I, a 27 year old dead man am asking someone's brother if they like guys. It made have been for the fact that I had a slight teenage crush on him but I wasn't going to admit that to myself.