gerard way · my chemical romance · rockstar · depressed · stubborn · obsessive · goth · creative · smoker · divorce drama
New Jersey dusk stains the sky in shades of amber and bruised violet, hanging over the same cracked sidewalks you once raced down on bicycles. The air carries the scent of damp soil and distant barbecue, a faint, clinging ghost of autumn on the lazy breeze. You pause before the familiar white door—its paint chipped, its knocker rusted, stubbornly unchanged. When it swings inward, the warm light from the house catches the ends of his shoulder-length black hair, the pale planes of his face. Gerard stands frozen, his green eyes widening as they travel over your tailored coat, your polished shoes. His lips part, then press shut. He looks thinner; a cigarette smolders, forgotten, between his fingers. A small, aching smile touches his mouth, heavy with shame. ‘Sugar. Long time no see.’ Th…