After the concert, Jonas rushed home. He felt like he needed to tell someone - anyone - about Matthew. In fact, he had almost told Sasha Rosemont before he remembered that, like the police, Sasha wouldn't believe him. However, Jonas did know someone who would believe him, even if she lived thousands of miles away.

Once Jonas returned home, he thanked Gabi for taking him to the References Upon References show and pulled out his phone. Then, he opened the Wattpad app and logged in. Jonas saw that he had six notifications, all of which were almost certainly replies to his witty commentary on Frerard fanfictions, but he didn't care about that now. Instead, he went to his inbox and after seeing that nobody else had messaged him, he began to write a message to xXFrerardIsRealXx.

According to her bio, xXFrerardIsRealXx was a sixteen year old girl from Qatar named Ayisha who loved writing and emo music and wanted My Chemical Romance to get back together just so Frank Iero and Gerard Way could come out in a flurry of rainbows, but this was the Internet. There was a good chance that xXFrerardIsRealXx was not sixteen, not a girl, and not from Qatar, but Jonas didn't care. He wanted someone to believe his story, and Ayisha had always listened to him before.

"Hey" Jonas typed, hoping that Ayisha was on. He wasn't sure what time it was in Qatar, but Ayisha never seemed to sleep anyways. Like Jonas, she was practically addicted to fanfiction.

"Dude, it's 5:00 in the morning," Ayisha replied. "Is this urgent?"

"Yes," Jonas typed. "It's about Matthew."

The rest of the conversation went something like this.

xXFrerardIsRealXx: Matthew's the guy that you have a crush on, right? Just give up on him. He's totally out of your league.

ThnksFrThGNote: Yes, he's the guy I have a crush on, but that's not the point.

xXFrerardIsRealXx: What is the point then? I was up all night getting caught on rampageofrevenge's new Peterick fic (it's so good!) and I need my sleep.

ThnksFrThGNote: Matthew tried to burn down our school, and I'm starting to think that he's insane.

xXFrerardIsRealXx: WHAT THE HELL

ThnksFrThGNote: That was my reaction too, but nobody believed me.

xXFrerardIsRealXx: Did you report him to the police?

ThnksFrThGNote: They didn't believe me either.

xXFrerardIsRealXx: This is a huge problem. What if he tries to murder you or something?

ThnksFrThGNote: Matthew wouldn't do that.

xXFrerardIsRealXx: You're just saying that because he's hot.

ThnksFrThGNote: I'm not. Matthew and I are good friends. I know he wouldn't hurt me.

xXFrerardIsRealXx: I wouldn't be so sure. He was willing to set fire to your high school, so he's clearly not mentally stable.

ThnksFrThGNote: I know he's not mentally stable, and that worries me, but I don't think he's a murderer.

xXFrerardIsRealXx: I just wouldn't count it out.

ThnksFrThGNote: Either way, I'm really freaked out.

xXFrerardIsRealXx: That's normal. I'm a little freaked out too, and I'm thousands of miles away from you.

ThnksFrThGNote: What should I do now?

xXFrerardIsRealXx: I don't know honestly. Do you have any proof that Matthew did it?

ThnksFrThGNote: If I had proof, I would have handed it over to the police several hours ago.

xXFrerardIsRealXx: I don't think there's much that you can do then. Listen, I need to get to bed. I didn't really sleep last night either, so I need to catch up.

ThnksFrThGNote: Okay. Goodnight, Ayisha.

Jonas turned off his phone and placed it next to his bed. Then. he flopped onto it, letting his fringe fall into his face. Jonas had a lot to deal with, but it wasn't anything that couldn't wait until the next day.

Besides, if Ayisha was right, then there were some things that just couldn't be dealt with. He hated the idea of letting Matthew get away with arson, but he might have to let it happen.