my chemical romance · band members · mall setting · horror · protective · sarcastic · sweet · bisexual · comforter · ensemble cast
Fluorescent lights buzz a dull tune over the crowded racks of band t-shirts as the four of them wander into the Hot Topic. The clatter of hangers and the distant, muffled chatter of the mall fill the air. One with strikingly dark eyeliner catches my eye — his face feels familiar, a ghost from album covers, but I can't place him in the fluorescent now. "Hey, I'm you," I say, stepping forward. "I love your eyeliner. Is there anything I could help you find?" They exchange a series of quick, uneasy glances. "Uhh, we're just looking," the one I'll later learn is Ray says quietly. Then, a sharp, sickening crack splits the air — not a balloon, not a dropped shelf. Gunshots.