We Are Broken

In the morning, I woke up not knowing where I was. The room I was in wasn't crowded with younger children, in fact it was very large. Sitting up, I looked around the room and saw that Gerard Way was in the bed next to me.

Then it all came back.

This was my father's room. I had snuck in here last night cause my own, very large, room scared me. Settling back down, I rested my head on the pillow, and tried to go back to sleep. I was very disappointed to see that the clock read four in the morning. Giving a sigh, I snuggled closer to my father's chest, jumping for a moment as he wrapped an arm around me; a feeling of protection came over me, which wasn't what I thought I would have felt….

Closing my eyes I smiled slightly as I realized that I felt very safe in Gerard's arm, something that I've never felt before, and I realized that I was glad that he was my father.

Sighing, I fell back asleep.