Gerard Way

(Y/N)'s POV

My eyes opened, as I heard the loud slam of a door closing, and a bag being dropped on the ground. I heard the low grumble of my boyfriend Gerard, before he walked into our room,  kicked off his shoes and climbed into bed with me. His arms wrapped around my waist, and he buried his face into my neck. I felt a slight wetness, but not from a kiss. I slowly turned around in his arms to a face him, and saw his tear stained cheeks.

"Babe, whats wrong?" I asked, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. He slightly shook his head, and buried his face into my neck once again. I slowly stroked his red hair. "Gerard. Please talk to me." I felt him sigh. It seemed like hours before he mumbled something into my neck. "What?" I asked.

"We broke up... The boys and I we... We broke up the band." He said, as he pulled back, getting choked up on his words. My eyes widened, and I pulled him back in for a hug. He slightly sobbed into my chest, as I rubbed his back soothingly. 

"Gee, I'm so sorry." I whispered, before kissing the top of his head. He sniffled and sat up, and put his back against the headboard. I sat up with him, leaning my head on his shoulder as he grabbed his phone and started typing. I read over his shoulder the letter that he began typing up. I sighed and took his hand in mine, as he finished typing the letter. He handed it to me to read, "Being in this band for the past 12 years has been a true blessing." Gerard squeezed my hand as I read. I looked up at him, and saw a tear roll down his cheek.

"Keep going." He whispered, closing his eyes, not wanting to look at me.

"We've gotten to go places we never knew we would. We've been able to see and experience things we never imagined possible. We've shared the stage with people we admire, people we look up to, and best of all, our friends. And now, like all great things, it has come time for it to end." At this, Gerard tried to hold in a soft sob. I continued, "Thanks for all of your support, and for being part of the adventure. Signed, My Chemical Romance." Gerard opened his eyes and took his phone back from me. He read it over himself before looking down.

"Do you think they'll understand?" He said softly, not looking at me. I tilted his head to look at me,

"I think they will. They'll just be a little upset." I said, before he nodded and pressed update on the My Chemical Romance website.

"It's official. MCR is over."

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Mikey Way

Mikey's POV

I slowly closed the door to my apartment, and slid down the door. I put my head in my hands. "Was this really the right thing to do?" I asked myself softly, as I felt myself tear up slightly. I sat in silence, before my phone buzzed in my pocket. It was a notification from the MCR website. I opened it up and began to read the letter that I assumed was written by my brother. By the time I was finished the tears that had welled up in my eyes, were falling down my cheeks. "God..." I softly sighed out, before texting my girlfriend (Y/N).

Hey, can you come over? It's kinda urgent.

I closed my phone and closed my eyes, softly singing the chorus of -who would have guessed it-  Welcome to the Black Parade.

"We'll carry on... We'll carry on... And though you're dead and gone, believe me, your memory will carry on..." I sang, before feeling a buzz. I looked at my phone, and read the text.

My Girl: Yeah, what's up babe?

Just please, come over. I really need you right now.

I closed my phone once again, and leaned the back of my head against the door, before quickly unlocking my phone.

Not like that.

Well...

Maybe in a bit.

I soon stood up and started walking towards my kitchen when I heard a knock on my door. I opened the door to see the worried face of my girlfriend.

"Babe, whats the matter?" (Y/N) asked, stepping in to the apartment. I sighed,

"My Chem is dead... We broke up... We're done." I started breaking down, a tear roiling down my cheek. 

"Oh Mikey..." (Y/N) said, pulling me into a hug. I hugged her back tightly and buried my face into her neck. I wasn't one to cry around her, but this band was my life, and I needed let my emotions out for once. "Shhhh... It's okay, let it all out. I'm here for you."

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Frank Ireo

trigger warning: suicide

(Y/N)'s POV

It's been a few hours since I got the notification from the MCR website, and it's been about 12 hours since I last heard from Frank. I had been spamming his phone while I was at work.

Babe?

Frank?

Babe, I saw the post. Are you okay?

Please babe, answer me.

I'm worried.

I'm seeing some of the stuff people are posting on twitter.

Don't listen to them.

This was for yours and the other boy's mental health.

Your health>making other's happy

Please babe, call me.

I'm gonna start driving so I can't text.

Read

Please Frankie, I know you're reading these.

Call me.

I sighed, and started my car, the radio turning on with it. I caught the end of what the radio host was saying, "...to 2013. Here's one of their most famous hits." He said, before a soft, yet sudden G note played over the air waves. I cringed slightly, knowing how many more fans did exactly the same. I had a feeling that Welcome To The Black Parade would become a song that would make MCR fan feel like the grim reaper is tearing out their heart and stomping on it. A small tear rolled down my cheek, as I put the car in drive, and started driving towards Frank's house.

"When I was, a young boy, my father, took me into the city, to see a marching band..."

By the time I got to a stoplight, I was full on crying, as the song picked up it's pace.

I heard a small ring, and since it was a red light, I looked down at my phone. 

Fuck Me Don't Roast Me is calling

[Accept] Decline

I pressed accept, and put my phone on speaker, and then on my dashboard so I could hear him. I turned down the radio so he wouldn't hear the song.

"Babe?" Frank asked softly.

"Hey. How are you?" I asked, as the light turned green and I started to drive. I was only about two minutes away from his house.

"I'm..." He sighed, clearing his throat before continuing, "I'm not okay... I promise." He chuckled softly. I smiled softly,

"I'll be there in about a minute, we can talk about it when I get there." I said, turning on to his street

"Uh... No." He said, almost in a whisper.

"No?" I asked.

"I don't think we'll be talking about it." I heard him fidget with something in his hand.

"What do you mean?" I said, parking in front of his house.

"I can't anymore, I just can't."

"What?" I started to panic. I got out of my car and started running towards the door.

"I love you." He said, as I heard a click and then a loud bang. I saw a small flash through the corner of my eye.

"NO!"

I shot up in bed, breathing heavily, tears running down my red cheeks. Frank turned to look at me, "Babe, are you okay?" I turned to look at him and hugged him tightly. "What's wrong?" He asked in a whisper.

"Promise me something." I whispered back, burying my face into his chest.

"Anything love."

"Don't do anything to yourself because of the break up." I said even softer. I heard him sigh, as he tilted my head up to look at him.

"I'm not okay, but I promise that I won't do anything that could hurt me or you. Ever." He kissed my forehead, before we both began to drift off to sleep.

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hi i'm sorry for that last one. i tried to think of something else, but i couldn't think of anything else oops.

also couldn't think of anything for bob or ray oops sorry.

i'll add ray into the next one, but i dunno about bob cause... we don't talk about him much hahaha

anyway happy late mcr break up day :')

sorry this took forever

also

I ALMOST SAW PANIC! ON MCR BREAK UP DAY CAUSE THEY WERE IN NJ BUT I COULDN'T GET OUT OF SOFTBALL REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

anyway enjoy, and read my other book called "a car, - a josh dun and tyler joseph story"

please read!

song(s):

teenagers by my chemical romance

mama by my chemical romance

destroya by my chemical romance

(and of course)

welcome to the black parade by my chemical romance

comment if you read this chapter before there is a new one:

2019 is next year so killjoys make some fucking noise cause mcr might be back but that's just a theory, a game theory 

originally posted 4/11/2018