Fight (MCR)

Chapter 11 "It's Not a Fashion Statement It's a Deathwish"

•••Chapter 11 "It's Not a Fashion Statement, It's a Deathwish"•••

Frank's POV

As we ran on stage with our hopes high, I noticed there's something wrong as I scanned my surrounding band mates. Oh no! Gerard was drunk once again. At what time did he do this? He had company along the entire time, and from what I know, he just came out from getting his makeup done with Sally. Hmmm...does he drink right there in front of her? Does he find a private place to do it? When? How? Wasn't Jade with him the whole time?

I observed him closely. He seemed awake, with his eyes wide open and spirit high. But at the same time he looked lost and confused as if asking for the reason of him being there. He glanced around quickly, trying to formulate a logic explanation. Gerard, Gerard, what am I gonna do with you?

I scanned the crowd looking for Jade in hope of finding a clue as to why Gerard was drunk. Perhaps she was even there the whole time, but I guessed that would be most unlikely since Jade is strong and cares about Gerard; she would have stopped it immediately.

Right after I spotted Jade at the front row with the prettiest, biggest smile I've ever seen, I sent her a questioning look and then motioned towards Gerard with my eyes. I hated to interrupt her happy moment but I needed answer and so did the rest of the guys. Apparently, she got what I was trying to communicate and glanced over at Gerard to see it with her very own eyes and believe. Just as I expected, her expression changed the second she saw him and she sent me back a look that meant: WHAT?!?! WHEN?!?! WHAT THE FUCK?

Jade's POV

This can't be happening! I was with Gerard the entire time! I'm scared Mikey will notice, if I'm lucky enough that he hasn't yet, and question me, deciding it was a wrong idea to trust in me, because as it appears, I didn't do my job correctly.

Think, Jade, think! C'mon! I sketch a quick schedule in my mind:

4:40 -> we arrived to the arena.

4:40-5:00 -> staff and crew downloaded equipment from the van and tour bus.

5:00-5:15 -> MCR organised their stage clothes and made changes if necessary while I'm there giving my opinion.

5:15-5:40 -> Brian checked sound equipment while staff prepared everything else and the guys got dressed, warmed up their vocals and tuned their instruments. I'm there to watch this happen.

5:40-5:55 -> Gerard got his makeup done as Sally gave me a tutorial on it.

5:56 -> Gerard left, wishing me good luck and telling me he will be sure to see me in front row.

5:57 -> I'm directed by body guards to the front of the arena and I got ready to enjoy the show.

6:00 -> the anticipated concert begins.

I was with Gerard the whole time! When? At what time...oh! What if he drank just before going on stage and as I was conducted by body guards to my corresponding place?

To what direction did he turn to as soon as he left the room? To the right, where that dark deserted hall was located. ...oh! Gerard, I know your little, dark secret.

Gerard's POV

I'm patted on the shoulder by someone. I spun around. Ray was smiling at me from behind, his eyes full of concern.

"Are you okay, brother?" What is he referring to? I'm fine! More than fine, actually. I stared at him. "Gee, we all know you are drunk, don't hide it."

Drunk? Is there something bad? I'm happy this way! I'm Gerard Way on stage and make millions of people happy by doing so. I'm not trying to hide it, I'm trying to seize the moment and make everyone at the arena feel as happy and okay as I'm feeling right now, feeling the alcohol run through my veins.