MISSING.

Gerard was a high schooler.
He didn't have many friends.
He didn't go to parties.
He didn't hang around with friends.
He would watch the world go by.
He would think more than he should.
He would disappear for days on end without warning.

I remember when I was little, my dad would be working on his case, all day and all night, he hated the idea that there could be somebody getting away with the teens disappearance. Even when the way family had long since given up searching, my dad would never stop. I remember I used to hang around with Gerard Way's younger sibling Mikey, before the Way's left town.

I remember, come 13, reading through my fathers rough notes, which he used to search for evidence, Interviews and recordings which had come back with no results, my father had died due to the stress 4 years ago from now, Mom thinks it's because he never lost hope, though the whole world did.