Disbelief in Death [Gerard Way x Reader]

Chapter 11: The Ways To Get In

[No, the title isn't a reference but if you want to think that's

- Mikey's P.O.V -

"What took you so long?"

"It's just a long journey"

He just smiled at me. I was so worried. Thoughts that I would have to process is on queue and it's a lot. On one of my thoughts, he would have been kidnapped by an unknown person. Even if (y/n) would beat him up and left him.

"It's a good thing that you're back anyways"

I grabbed his wrist but he rapidly moved his hand backwards.

What I felt? Benevolence of the same blood. His and my heart beating as one. I often miss that feeling of being in the same boat with my family.

"Now that you're here, can you help me with something?"

"What is it Mikes?"

"So I maybe kinda sorta has I think it's called a crush on maybe a person and all that shit," I rapidly moved to the point my mouth is rapping. But that statement made me blush, deep red dominating the pale skin of mine. To avoid getting teased, as per usual, I looked down. You know what, I have a good pair of foot.

"Wait, what?"

"Oh nothing," with a smile that completes my face.

"You said something about you having a crush," Gee's face scrunches up with curiosity.

"Just forget about it"

I saw the white frame of the window. It has streaks of tears from the skies. The friction from the raindrops and earth creates some sort of soothing sound. As peaceful as the corpse lay inside the hearse.

Sometimes, simple things can be overlooked. I sat on the couch with my legs crossed.

- Reader's P.O.V -
(While the whole thing up there)

You ran.

As though somebody's chasing you. But you saw something, rustling through the core forest. So the logical thing to do is to feel scared. With your feet kept the pace with your breathing pattern, you successfully step foot on your property. You position yourself as a crooked ruler, catch the oxygen around you and excess the unwanted air. Toxic, you could say.

Tragic, with a capital T, is the best way to describe you. But, none of that matter because you have your brother and your friends. For now, you felt oblivious for your indecision.

The white stained door burst open.

"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN YOU MOTHERFU-"

You cover his mouth will a finger, shushing him the spot. Well, it's to prevent him to continue his way to express.

"Language, gentleman."

"Fine, sorry"

But as soon you step your foot, not even an inch, Ray block you from getting into the house. He's being imitative from the movement you're making to go to the house. Your eyes narrowed so you would seem you're focused on him. Because of quick thinking, you'd remembered there's a back door to the house.

"Catch you later," you said with a smirk

You ran to the back door. With your vigorous legs, you manage to step foot in front of the door. But as soon as you step, you hear a trigger. You know that you release your foot, it's going to trigger some sort.

You accept your defeat.

You release your foot.

You close your eyes.

You took a deep breath.

Something had hit you in the face and you suffocate from a moment back there.

But you hear Ray laughing at the distance.

"What so funny?" You said filled with vexation.

"Oh nothing, it's just your face is covered with mayonnaise pie"

That point, Ray lost it. He came in touch with the ground, even rolling around at the fertile grass. He laugh maniacally at you. More like a dolphin trying to communicate with each other but failed miserably because it is a socially awkward dolphin.

And, of course, you burst out in flames. The anger within you are stronger than even flame itself.

"WHY THE HELL DID YOU SET A TRAP???"

The base of the pie fall to the grassy frigid terrain. You wipe out the mayo residue to plunge in to the dirt.

"Aaron, duh"

"You have stated your point"

You slowed down your adrenaline to have revenge. Relieving yourself to the brisk air. You finally calm the fuck down. You contemplate Ray who is still sitting at the ground. On the immediate thought, you help Ray up. His legs intertwined with your legs, causing you to lose balance and eventually fall down.

"Really Ray?"

"Yep and also you haven't answer my question yet"

"Oh yeah"

Soon come reclaim our freedom from the ground's prison. We help each other.

"I was walking with Gerard"

You realize something.

"Wait, you're the who dash out with Mikey and you left me alone with Gerard"

"Oh yeah, shoot. Sorry"

You can read his expression thoroughly. His face is with guilt. Nonetheless, he is your brother after all. The one who put up on you, the one who comfort you, the one who would cheer you up when your chronically depressed for any some sort of reason.

"Wanna go inside?"

"Sure," you reply.

Your legs stand strong. Your brain force them to move towards the foot. That point, you felt a sharp pain cruising through your spine. Then, it turned into a ticklish sensation.

"Pins and needles!"

You elevated your other leg. Ray put his arm around your shoulder to catch you.

"Gotcha"

You guys walk inside the house.

"Y'know I'd just realized that there's something missing"

"What the, or who- OOOOOOOHHHHH"

"Our m-"

The phone house ring at that moment. The wave of the sound disturbs the low frequency that it has. You look at Ray with concern. You rarely get phone calls to your phone, but you usually you got them at your phone.

"Who is it?"

You look at Ray once more, signaling to answer the phone. Your heart is filled with agonizing feeling. He on the other hand, pick up the phone.

"Hello?"

HELLO MY FRIENDS, WE ARE HERE TO CELEBRATE MY RIGHTFUL NAME AS HELENA AND SORRY FOR MY ABSENCE WHICH IS THE LONGEST HIATUS THAT I'VE EVER BEEN