The *** of Gerard Way

A woman sat on her couch watching television. The fact that it was a Friday night made her feel pretty lonely. She switched channels, looking for something a little bit more interesting.

Suddenly, the front door opened.

The woman looked up to see her boyfriend.

"You're home!" She said excitedly and got up to give him a kiss. He pushed her away.

The woman fell back onto the couch, puzzled.

The man paced back and forth in front of her.

"I... I.." The man hesitated. He couldn't get the words out.

"What?" The woman sat up.

"I.. I did something.... Something bad." The man swallowed. It was no good, because his mouth was dry.

The woman frowned.

"What? What did you do?"

The man paused.

"I killed him.." The man closed his eyes.

"What?" The woman jumped up. "You killed him?"

The man paused again.

"No..." He said slowly. "I killed his brother.." The man bit his lip.

"You killed his brother?!"

"Yeah, I killed his brother!" He said in an exasperated tone.

"How could you kill him instead?"

"They look exactly alike!" He defended himself.

The woman gave a huffy breath and put her hands on her hips.

"He has dark hair. His brother had it blonde, dumbass."

"It was dark! He walked in and I made my move."

"So, now what?" The woman threw her hands up in the air. "What are we going to do? What if they find out you're the one that did it?"

"They won't." The man said. "I promise you, they won't."

"You never really live up to your promises, now, do you?" The woman shook her head in disgust.

"Just shut up!" The man growled. He sat down and began rubbing his temples. "You're giving me a headache."

The woman sighed and stared at the clock in front of her.

"Now what?" She asked again.

"Now..." The man sighed. "Now I'm going to get a sandwich."

"Food?" The woman rolled her eyes. "You killed someone and all you want is food?"

"Yes." The man snapped. "We'll figure this out tomorrow. Right now, I'm hungry."

And with that, the man walked into the kitchen and made himself a sandwich.