Alive // Frerard
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Last published Mon, Apr 10, 2017
Frank had dreamt about him before. A man dressed in dark clothes with shoulder length greasy black hair. He would walk down the same street, feeling the cool night air brush past him. Frank was sure he'd heard of him. Gerard Way.
"17 year old Gerard Way was discovered to be missing from his home in New Jersey after an incident believed to be related to him."
"Why do you need to know about him?" Frank couldn't tell her the truth. He'd sound crazy. "We're doing an assignment for school, we need to write a newspaper article, and I thought he would be interesting to write about.."
"Did he.. Did he ever come back?"
"Does that mean I'm dreaming too? Like dream telepathy or something?" Frank couldn't help but laugh. A slight look of hurt flashed upon Gerard's face. "You're talking nonsense, Gee. There's no way that's real!"
"No, but I am! I am out there Frank, I am real."
"Gerard Way is a dangerous man. He is unstable, Frank. I don't care what ideas you've got in your head, you will not search for him. Besides, he is more than likely dead after all these years."
Frank was more determined than ever to find Gerard Way alive.
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