Can You Take This Spike? Mikey Way

GERARD'S P.O.V.

Mikey dropped me off at the subway and he drove out of sight while I was waiting for the train.

He takes the car cause I get off after him and I have to go to New York so he just picks me up.

The train finally got there and I sat down looking around.

Teenagers were everywhere. They scare the shit outta me.

I got off the train and went up to the streets. I started my walk looking at the sky. I saw a plane and I watched it with interest.

But, hang on a second, it was getting WAY to close to the twin towers. I could tell that from here.

I saw the plane collide with the building and watched horrorstruck as the clouds of smoke started streaming around the building.

Oh My God.

I watched and couldn't move. People were bumping into me and shoving me around.

Then someone came up to me and asked what was wrong.

I said nothing and just pointed.

By that time the second plane was coming and smashed into the second building.

"OH MY GOD!!!" The guy yelled, "We're under attack!"

I didn't say anything, just grabbed my phone from my pocket and called Mikey.

"Gee? What's up?" He asked.

He knew it was an emergency because I never call him unless it's one.

"Dude, turn on your tv. Now. It's about the twin towers. Someone just crashed two planes into them." I said.

I could vaguely hear him running to the front of the bookstore putting the tv on the news.

He was speechless.

"Call Bob, Frank, and Mom. I'll call Ray, dad, Holly, and Jayline."

"Aw, dude, Why do you call Jayline?" Mikey asked.

"Mikes, this is no time for your crush on Jayline. Just do it!" I said.

"How do you know about that?" He asked quietly.

"I'm your brother. I know things."

"Ah. OK. Start calling."

"Later Mikes."

"Later Gee."

We hung up and I called all of my people with the same message.

"Twin towers got hit by two planes. Watch news." I told them all.

This is some scary ass shit right here.

I walked into my office and sat down.

I got out a piece of paper and started writing.

You're not in this alone
Let me break this awkward silence
Let me go, go on record
Be the first to say I'm sorry

Hear me out,
And if you take me down
Or would you lay me out
And if the world needs something better
Let's give them one more reason now, now, now

We walk in single file
We light our rails and punch our time
Ride escalators colder than a cell

This broken city sky like butane on my skin
stolen from my eyes
Hello Angel, tell me where are you
Tell me where we go from here

I sighed and put that away.

This has really got me thinking about my life.

I mean,

What I had been on that plane?

I want to do something with my life.

I don't want to be a fucking pencil-pushing-robot who only lives to the end of the work day.

I want to have an impact on people's lives.

I want to do something with my life.

I sat down and decided to go home.

I walked out and heard my boss yelling for me to come back.

I turned and said;

"No. I'm going home to see my friends and family. If I get fired for that, then fuck you."

I spun around and walked out side and let my thoughts wander.

What do I do to make something out of my life?

I'm thinking.... comics?

No... art?

Maybe... I've got it! I thought, thinking of what I wrote down in the office.

Music.

That's it.

I'm gonna make a band.

But who'd be in it?

Ray, deffinitely. He's the best guitarist I know.

Bob, one of the best drummers.

Uh.... Frank could do bass?

I could sing...

But what about Mikey?

And Holly and Jayline?

Ugh.

I'll have to think this one through.

I got on the subway and sat down.

I pressed my face against the window.

My phone rang andI checked the caller I.D.

It was Mikey.

"Yeah, what's up?" I asked.

"Uh...It's about Jayline."

"More specifically? Can you come pick me up? I'm on the subway now."

"Alright. I'll explain then."

"Ok. Later."

I hung up and closed my eyes.

I thought about what I would leave behind if I tried to make a band.

I would leave a steady paycheck,a sturdy job...

a mundane life, repetitive life style...

Yeah, I'm trying it out.

The doors flew open and I pushed my way out.

I walked up to the light and saw Mikey coming over to me.

"Are you confused on if she likes you, or if you do like her, or what?" I asked.

"Both." He said sheepishly.

"Well, what happens when she.... smiles at you? Looks at you? When you see her?"

"Well, when she smiles at me, my mind goes crazy and my heart feels like it's going a hundred miles an hour. When she looks at me, I want to just melt into a puddle, and when I look at her, it's like when she looks at me." He finished in a deep breath.

"Dude, you have a serious case of love fever." I told him, grinning.

MIKEY'S P.O.V.

I looked at him and thought about it.

"I think you may be right." I said slowly.

He grinned and turned forward.

"You wanna go home or to Starbucks?"

"Uh... I doubt that anyone'll be there at starbucks. Let's go home."

"Ok. Sounds smart."

I turned my attention to the road and kept on driving.

About twenty minutes later, I pulled up to our house.

I walked in and went to my bedroom.

I layed down on my bed and put my hands behind my head, looking at the ceiling.

Ok, so I liked Jayline.

But does she like me?

I yawned and slowly let sleep envelope me like a blanket and my mind told me,

she does like you. she'sto afraid to admit it though.

To bad I couldn't remember that in the morning.