Hey Baby Can You Bleed Like Me?
By cryuntildeath

Disclaimer: I do not know any of the guys of MCR....This was also of a dream I had, but it didn't have the guys of MCR in it, I just added them as the characters. I do own Amber, Alex, Zachary, and Lisa. Don't sure, purely fictional story for your own pleasure.

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It's been a while since I've seen Mr. Gerard Way. But the last time I saw him, it was not exactly my hope for a happy ending. I was 24, he was 25 and we dated and he left me without explanation and ignored me six months after dating. He left me scarred and with something that I am happy to have, but will never forgive him for leaving.

At this moment I am standing as close to the stage I can whilst I look up at my long-lost ex floating about onstage. The crowd screams as his band, My Chemical Romance, walks off stage. Turning away, I push through the crowd. After being pushed about to get out of the wild flock of screaming sluts and people, I walk back around the stage and find the backstage door. Looking around for anyone, I kneel down in front of it and start picking the lock. As the lock pops open, I quickly walk through the door and shut and lock it the way it was once again.
I look around in the darkness and hide in a corner when I see a big guy turning the corner. He finds me in the corner and I let out a sigh of relief.
"Oh, God Johnny,"I say in a low voice,"never scare me like that again!"
He grins and apologizes. "Zachary is waiting with me and a few other body guards in the main room. The band is in the room down the hall and to the left. It's the first door." He tells me.
I nod and thank him and walk down the hall quietly and around the corner. I hesitate during the desicion of opening the door. I have not seen the man in over four years, so I am now hesitant to see him now and let him know what he left behind and did to me. I hear faint laughing as open the door and step inside. There is a small hallway to the bright room and I start slowly walking towards it. I stop shortly when a guy with newly cut black hair walks towards the tabel against the wall to grab a few cokes. He stares at me in shock and it is none other than Gerard. I stare back at him, taking in his shocked expression, and smirk.
"Why not a hug for a lost girlfriend?" I ask him with fake disappointment. I start walking into the room, my slim, metal bootheal clicking rhythmically along the tiled floor. I hear everyone gasp in shock as the see me approach a still in-shock Gerard.
"So, forgot about me all that quickly?" I ask him in cold anger.
"Amber, i never thought-" I cut him off.
"Well you thought wrong!" I shriek back at him.
Mikey, who decides to be the brave one and speak up looks directly at me. "You still pissed that he dumped you all this time?" He asks.
I smirk again and look at him, hatred and anger showing through in my pale grey eyes. "He did not dump me. he left me without explanation, without a reason, without even telling me! And worst of all, he ignored me when I needed him the most and to talk to him about all of it.
Ray stands up and looks at me confused. "Tell him of what?" he asks but I act like I never heard him and just glare back at Gerard.
"Amber-"
"Stop saying my name like that, Gerard Way." I say back.
"You need to get over it. It was years ago."
"Why should I? It is what feuled me to let you know what you have been missing out on like most mothers do."
Now the rest of the band stands up and stare at me. "Did you say "mothers"?" Mikey asked.
"Yes, Mikey, I said mothers." I tell him.
"So?" Ray says,"why should we care if a guy knocked you up and got you pregnent? A bastard he is, but not our fucking problem."
"Yes," I say, looking Gerard up and down in disgust," a bastard indeed."
"So, what have you snuck in here for?" he asks me in annoyance.
"You're annoyed? I should be just standing next to a queer such as yourself." I scoff and everyone gasps and stare at me in shock. I feel a smile tugging at me mouth as everyone stares at me in shock.
"And, to answer your question. I can to talk."
"About what?" Gerard asks getting annoyed alot.
I look at him in shock now and search him for any lies in his expression. "You don't know of him?" I ask shocked.
"Know of who?" he asks warily.
I stare at him in disbelief and shake my head slightly, trembling in anger now and scream aloud.
"OUR SON!"
Afterwards, the room was so quiet, I thought we all had stopped breathing. I could even hear the crazed fans outside waiting for the band to come out.
I look down around the floor screaching my head for answers. I sigh and turn and walk out the door quickly. I walk to the main room and mouth "Thank-you" to Johnny and he nods. Zachary, my almost four year old son, comes running toward me yelling "mommy". I scoop him up into my arms and hug him tightly and walk out of the room. I walk past the corner where the band's room is and I see Mikey standing near the doorway and still staring at me in disbelief. His eyes shift to Zachary and I toss my hair around my shoulders, cutting off his view. I scoff again and toss my hair again and walk down the hallway and out the backstage door.
That was a mistake.
Screaming fans swarmed the blockades the bouncers were holding in front of them and they looked at me wondering how I got in there but I push past a bouncer, putting my hand on my child's head and pressing him close to me. Many of the fans scream "Who are you?" "Who's girlfriend are you?" and "Who's the father of the kid?". All very personal questions that I barely brushed aside, otherwise I would have punched the bitches but I did not do it because of Zachary. I get to my dark blue explorer in the back of the parking lot away from everyone else and I put Zachary in his booster seat in the back seat if the truck and buckle him in. I hop into the driver's seat and drive home.
Home: A three bedroom house that I recently bought in Philidalphia, Pennsilyvania with my boyfriend, Alex. When I get home, I tuck Zachary in bed, kiss him goodnight, and slip into a black tank top and short black lace underwear/shorts (those kind if you know what I'm talking about) and slip into bed. Alex was out tonight. I fell asleep almost immediatly.

I wake up in the morning to Zachary saying that there was a guy on the phone. I look up from my face being buried in the pillow. He hands me the phone and I sit up sighing. I mess up his black hair playfully and he runs off laughing. I put the phone to my ear. "Hello?"
"Good morning, Amber." It was Alex.
"Hi, Al. Where were you last night?" I ask him while getting up and walking to the closet for some clothes. I hold the phone between my shoulder and ear as I pick out some clothes for the day.
"I got drunk last night out with the guys. How'd the concert go?" he asks.
"Fine.," I lied. He does not know who's child Zachary was and I want it to remain that way."When will you be home?"
"Soon. Hey, babe, I've gotta go. Traffic. Bye."
"Love you." I say, but he already left. I take the phone from my ear and stare at it. I toss it to the bed and get dressed in a dark grey cotton shirt and tight, black leather pants. It made me look motherly, but a gothic and sexy. I went down stairs to find Zachary staring up at the tv playing video games.
"You want breakfast?" I ask him, sitting on the couch behind him and watch him play his game.
"No. I already had breakfast." he tells me.
I smile at him, thinking how smart and mature he is for his age, yet so unaware. I rush behind the coffee table and to the front door when the I hear keys being inserted to the lock and throw it open and kiss my boyfriend on the cheek.
"Hiya." i greet him. He greets me with slurs and I barely catch it. He immediatly walks upstairs and into our room and I stare at the stairs for a while, shut and lock the door and then sit on the couch again sighing.

Later that night....

Lisa's POV (best friend and next door neighbor)

I stand in front of Amber's house with tears falling slowly down my cheeks and look around at all of the blinking lights. I see the white van pull up across the street and watch as five guys get out of the van and walk towards me. I turn back to the house once reconizing who it was.
"You know that is Amber catches you here, Gerard, you will be history, right?" I ask him and look past him to his bandmates.
He sighs."I know. What happened here?"
I scoff. "You wouldn't care. As of just recently, you never knew you had a son. Ha! Some father." I sigh and give him a break and wipe the tear away with the back of my hand. "Well, Amber's boyfriend, Alex, got home and ran upstairs. She got a phone call from someone claiming to me his girlfriend too so she confronted him about it. He has cheated on her before, but she let it go when he said he'd never do it again. But, he did it again and flew into rage when she confronted him. Saying she was butting into her business and all. They fought and she complained and spoke up finally. When she was getting nowhere with arguing with him, she said they were though. He didn't like it. He threw he onto the bed and started to rape her until Zachary saw everything and started screaming. Amber yelled for help to and for Zachary to run to my house but he continued screaming. He hit her like he had been doing for a while now. Gave her a bruised neck, temple near the ear, and rib. She reached over to the nightstand and picked up a snowglobe and hit it on his head. He collasped next to her unconsious. She bolted out of the house with her kid and fled to my house and called the cops. Someone had already called them from Zachary screaming so the cops and everyone was here in a heartbeat. She showed them her bruised. They arrested him." I finish and look at the guys waiting for a reaction. When I think there is not going to be one, I look at the ground and away and then back up to the scene.
"woah" is all I hear from the group.
"She's okay right?" Gerard asks.
I look at him with surprise. "Why do you care?"
He doesn't reply and just starts to search the scene. I look back too and see Amber leaning against the side of the house watching Zachary play with my dog, Angel. She smiles slightly when she watches him have fun and she sees me and gestures for me to come over with her head. I start to walk over, thankful that she did not see the guys because they were hidden on the over side of the ambluence watching her and Zachary. I walk over to Amber and hug her...

Back To My (Amber's) POV

I finish moving all of my stuff into the moving van at the end of Johnny's stuff in the early morning. We were moving. Well, I was moving away from my ex-boyfriend and Johnny was moving away on business. We were both moving to Newark, New Jersey and I already have a house bought there from the money I got from Alex. I run over to Lisa's house to say good-bye.

Lisa's POV again

My Chemical Romance and I sat on the chairs in the shadows of my front porch watching Amber move her stuff into the moving van with Johnny and then, when it is done, she turns and start over at my house. I panic and rush the guys into the house when she was looking away. They all hide around the corner of the house and I sit on the couch waiting for her.

My POV again,

I look back at Johnny as he yells back at me saying that we're ready to go.
"Okay! Give me a few minutes to say good-bye to Lisa!" I yell back at him. he nods and claims his spot in the driver's seat of the moving van and waits. I run up to Lisa's house and knock on the door and she answers almost immediatly.
"Well. I'm going!" I say trying to be as cheerful as I can but also the saddness of my depression starts leaking in. I hug Lisa tightly and she reassures me that it'll get better for everyone and that she'll call. She smooths down my long black hair and I look past her and see a dark figure in the shadows halfway in the hallway. As I pull away, I wave.
"Hi, Jason." I say, figuring it was her boyfriend Jason, but it was really Gerard. So, to stay undetected, he waves back and disappears around the corner.
"Well, since he disppeared that fast, tell him that he's a great guy for me. Stay with him please."
Lisa giggles a bit and says she will. I smile at her and turn and start down the porch steps and down the walkway and glance back at her house. She is standing in the doorway, watching me go. Zachary is already in his booster seat in the back with his pet parakeet Snow, because of his pure white feathers and my two cats in separate cages, Baby and Li-anne, two tabbys. I start to drive off with Johnny driving the moving van behind us and I honk a few times while passing Lisa's house and drive off into the evening.... -2-------After arriving in Newark in three days of constant driving, with the exception of pit stops here and there, within a week I am situated in my new place with my son. Johnny went off driving to Trenton, where he was moving after dropping me and my things off in Newark. Now, I am sitting on the front porch steps of the three bedroom, two bath house and slowly drinking a cup of coffee as the sun fully rises. I breathe in the fresh air calmly, wishing that it can take my problems and pain away. But I sigh. The only that i was thankful for in my life was my son. I thought it would be terrible to have a kid and no man, but it was actually a relief for me now. I was happy with Zachary. Just if no one else cause us problems.
A week goes on like this. I called Lisa a few times, she sounded busy most of the time. It was only when I got the phone call from the band that surprised me...and got me pissed. How the hell did they get my number?...
I think about it.
Lisa

"How the hell did you get this number?" I say when i pick up the phone.
"No hello? wow, you've really turned cold, Amber." Mikey said into the phone.
"ha, the guy you call your brother is cold."
"Get over it."He tells me.
"Okay, so, how much did my backstabbing friend Lisa tell you? And don't lie. I'll find out. No one else but Lisa knows of this and what happened. Talk"I comand him.
"So what? Lisa told me." he answers and then is quiet."Hey I just called to say sorry about what happened."
I scoff slightly,"Why would you really care? Why are you so concerned? Well, thanks for calling."
I hear Gerard's voice in the background and, chances are, he got the phone from Mikey.
Before he says anything, I tell him to put Mikey back on but he's stubborn like I expected.
"No, I'm the one that needs to talk to you. So, can I?" he says. I sigh irritated and ask where he is.
"At my apartment in Belleville."
"Lucky for you that that is close."
"You live in Jersey now? Where?" he asks.
"Newark."
"Nice." is all he says.
"Do not get any wise ideas to come over. Now, you want me to meet you there or what?" I ask him. He gives me the directions to his apartment and we say our good-bye...is, saying 'see you later' is really saying good-bye. -3-----------As I start to get ready that evening to head over to Gerard's house, he calls up and cancels, saying he's busy. How reliable is that? Not surprising. He has done it before.
I slam my shirt back into the drawer in my bedroom after getting off the phone with him, pissed off yet again. He seems to never deal with the important things -no wait. To him, music is the important thing. Not like a neglected ex-girlfriend who he left -alone- with a child all these years, no word from him up until three nights ago. Unreal.