Bury Me in Black (14)
Mikey's POV;
I stared at the wall, holding my knees up to my chest. He was dead. I'd been crying for days, I think I don't have any tears left. His funeral was today, I wasn't looking forward to it; I don't think anyone would look forward to a funeral. I heard a knock on my bedroom door, hearing it creek as it open. I turn my head, seeing my Dad. He was dressed in a suit, as was I.
He walked in, "You ready?" He asked his voice quiet and shaky; it sounded as if he'd been crying.
I nodded, moving one leg in front of the other and stood up. "Yeah."
I felt my heart race as I walked passed my Dad and downstairs; I'd only ever been to one funeral, that funeral been my Mothers. It wasn't easy, like any funeral, I hated seeing them been buried; that was probably the hardest part. I walked out of the house, over to the car and waited for my Dad to unlock the car door. The sky was grey but the sky was still bright, it seemed like the right kind of weather for today. Dad came down stairs; he locked the front door and walked over to the car unlocking it. I climbed in and rested my head against the car seat.
My Dad climbed in the car, shutting the door. He turn to me, his eyes were red-ish. "Mikey?"
I nodded, swallowing the large amount of saliva that had built up in my mouth. "Yeah?"
I felt scared in a way; I would never see Mother or Gerard again. Unless I joined them but I don't think I could do that to Dad or maybe he would end up doing it too. Maybe that's what I had to do to see them again; I'd like to see them again.
My Dad coughed a little, "I'm sorry."
I was surprised, I didn't except him to say that. "For what?" I asked.
He shrugged looking down, "For everything that's happen." He admitted.
He shouldn't feel sorry. It's not his fault; I felt my heart slowly rip the more I thought about it. I didn't see why they had to die.
"It's not your fault Dad."
He nodded turning back around and started the car. We drove down to the cemetery, trying to prepare ourselves for the funeral.
I wasn't in the mood for making small talk; I stood beside Gerard's coffin staring down at him. He laid there, eyes shut; it hurt me too see him like this. I looked around the room, seeing people who he probably spoke to once in his life; I bet they didn't even remember him.
"Mikey?" I heard a faint voice.
I turn around, jumping as I saw Lyn-Z; all dressed in black along with her make up smudged. She threw her arms around me, holding my tightly; she sobbed into my shoulder. I knew how she felt.
"I miss him so much." She sobbed.
I felt tears welling up in my eyes, "So do I."
She pulled away, wiping away her tears and looked up at me. I wished this was a dream, I hoped this was a dream; everything since Gerard was told he had cancer, I wished none of this would happen.
"Maybe he'll be in his parade." She smiled wiping away more tears.
"A parade?" I asked looking at her as if she'd just screamed.
She looked surprised, "He never told you about his dream?" She asked.
I shrugged, "He had many dreams."
She smiled looking down, "Well, there was this one he told me; it was about a Parade, 'The Black Parade' as he called it, anyway it's basically what happens when you die. The dead have a parade to remember all the good things in you life." She explains.
I smiled, it sounded like Gerard. I looked down at his coffin, my heart sunk. I wanted to see him again; I wanted to see Mum again. There wasn't much point to live; it wasn't long before it was me or Dad it seemed.
"I wish I could see him once more." Lyn-Z begged staring down at me too.
I nodded in an agreement. "Me too."
I just imagine his eye's opening; I knew it wouldn't happen though. I sighed turning around seeing Emily, the head cheerleader, either this was some sort of joke or her family forced her too come; her parents and my parents were good friends. She turn round seeing me, she rushed over.
She had tears in her eyes, throwing her arms around me. "I'm so sorry about Gerard, Millow." She cried.
I pushed her away, "No your not and its Mikey." I corrected glaring at her.
She looked offended; I rolled my eyes walking away from her. I heard her high-heels chase after me; she stopped me by grabbing my arm. I turn around glaring at her.
"Why are you so mean?" She asked.
I rolled my eyes, "I'm sorry I'm that thrilled to be at my brother’s funeral." I sighed staring to walking away again.
She chased after me again, grabbing my arm. I glared at her again.
"What?"
"I'm sorry." She looked down.
"Sorry doesn't change the fact that your were a bitch to him but I'm sure he'd be thankful that you came, now you can go suck up to your parents."
"Mikey!" Gerard smiled throwing his arms around me.
I smiled, wrapping my arms around him. "Gerard!"
I hugged him as tight as I could; suddenly I noticed everything had gone dark. I pulled away from Gerard's hug but it wasn't Gerard who stood in front of me; it was a girl dressed in a parade uniform. She grabbed my hand, walking be along a street with dirty surrounded by dirty. The sky was grey; in the far distance buildings were smashed.
"Where am I?" I asked.
The girl ignored me, continuing to walk; I pulled my arm back, she turns around glaring at me. I felt scared in a way, she grabbed my arm and we continued walking. I felt something tap my back; I turn around seeing Gerard smiling.
"Gerard, your back." I smiled.
Gerard smiled, moving forward and hugged me. I feel forward though, I feel down to the floor then before I knew it he was gone, everything around me was gone I was surrounded by darkness and blood. I was scared looking around, now seeing people covered in blood.
"Your next." A voice whispered.
I screamed waking up, it was just a dream. I took in a deep breath climbing out of bed, I grabbed my glasses from my bedside table; I hated nightmares, well you don't really see many liking them.
I walked awkwardly through the corridor, keeping my head down. It been five days since Gerard's funeral, I didn't want to live anymore; I did the same thing basically everyday. I was pushed in between the rest of the people trying to make their way too their next lessons.
"Milliow!" I heard someone yell from be hide me.
I turn round, seeing Emily smiling and saved over to me. I sighed walking over to her, not in any rush really.
"Mikey." I corrected.
"Err, yeah! Mikey, sorry. Where have you been?" She asked smiling.
I glared up at her, "What do you mean?"
"I mean, why haven't you been hanging out with us?" She smiled.
I sighed, "What do you want?" I asked.
She giggled, moving closer to my face. "I'm just here if you need."
"Sure, thanks anyway."
"I mean it!" She smiled.
I shrugged, nodding and started walking away. I didn't like Emily, she was horrible to me and my brother; this was probably a sick joke between her and her friends. I felt something grab me back, I turn around; it was Emily, again. I sighed folding my arms, putting my weight onto on side of my leg and glared at her.
“I really mean it.”
I shook my head, unfolding my arms. “No you don’t.”
“Why don’t you believe me?” She asked.
I chuckled, “You’re really asking that?”
"I'll prove it, meet me after school."