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The Used. . Affiliated with Gerard Way... Who's that? What?

My thoughts are running wild, and i've all but forgotten about my mom's crying (subsided) and my previous nightmare. My father was a fucking rockstar.

I looked up that Gerard guy, too. Apparently, He's an even bigger rockstar. Well. He looks just like my best friends dad. And his daughter's name? The same as my best friend. See, All this was easily hidden from me because i don't listen to music very often. No names, No titles. I listen to what's playing, and there's no knowledge involved. I wanted to meet my dad now. Why? Is he really that bad of a guy? Other than the very obvious drug problems, and ange- Okay. So I sound like a retard. I still want to meet him, Because how many kids can say that their father is Bert McCracken? Not very many. Hell. Probably just me.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

School.

"Hey." I look up from my place at the lunch table. "You look like shit today."

"I found out who my dad was last night." He dropped his tray where he was going to sit it. Miraculously, barely anything spilled out.

"Care to share?"

"Ever heard of The Used?"

"The band??" I nodded. "What do they got to do with your dad? The lead singer's not your father, is he?" Bandit Joined us. I didn't get a chance to answer yet.

"You sophmores are so wierd. And who's dad?"

"Mine. I found out who he is."

"Okay. Shoot!!" My best girl friend practically yelled at me.

"The lead singer of The Used." Her mouth hit the cafeteria table.

"You're lying." I shook my head, and i think she realized i was telling the truth. "Well. How'd you find out. Mom tell ya?" I nodded. "You'll explain further later."

We all fell silent. Me, Bandit, and Air. (Short For Aaron.)

"Wanna get drunk tonight?" Bandit asked.

"Um. Thought your dad banned alchohol."

"He has. Since he broke up with the band he's been extra strict. But Frank'll let us. Well. No, he won't. But he'll let us stay over, and i know where we can get some. He lets us go out."

"I just wanna play video games tonight, Ban." We nodded our head in agreeance. Air's been really upset lately, and we haven't been able to figure out what.

After school when we got to Bandit's house, i took a close look at her father.

"Hey guys, come on. Let's go wait for my uncle Frankie."

"Be there in a minute!" I yelled back. I walked to the kitchen, where Mr. Way was making pizza for him and Ban's mom.

"Mr. Way?"

"Mhmm?"

"I think you know my dad." He almost dropped the food. Why must i affect peoples eating habits so directly??

"Who's that?"

"Bertmccracken." It came out as one slurred word, fast and almost quiet. I knew he heard though, he had to of, by the gasp that emitted, rather, entered his mouth.

"Sit down." I did as i was told. "When did she finally tell you?"

"You mean you knew? All this time? And i had to find out because he showed up drunk again?" Both of us were on the verge of tears, but his reasoning was unknown to me.

"So you finally get that my name is Gerard, Huh?" I nodded. I feel like i'm doing this alot lately. "Well. Me and Bert were really good friends. I was into drugs, i was into drinking. He always has been. So we practically fit perfect. Now comes the hard part. As drunk as we were, me for three years, we kissed sometimes. Usually it was for the cameras, sometimes no girl would touch us because we looked and smelled so god damn rancid. Soon enough though, he found out his 'girl' was pregnant. Your mom was more of a groupie than anything. She was caught up in the touring, the glamorous things he would give her. By glamorous i do mean tshirts. She didn't come from much." He took a straggled breath. I knew about my mom, we weren't well off ourselves. "We stopped our antics. He wasn't going to raise you. Sometime i wanted to stop. Living where i didn't even think i was actually alive, i wanted to stop drinking. Stop the pills. But... He didn't want me to.
But i did. He didn't. He left you. I left him alone. . Not much after that. But once i met your mom when Bandit started hanging around with you... "

"Aaahhh. I feel old." He said into his palms. I felt arms around my waist as i stood, face in my neck, lips on my cheek.

"I'm so sorry..." I heard Bandit Lee say into my ear. My body turned into her touch, And we hugged tightly for a long time..

"Go on. I'll warn Frank.. Just try to keep it on the DL, Don't advertise it. Go ahead and tell Air.. but no more than that, okay.." he was more mumbling to himself than me or Ban.

"I can't believe he knew. How long were you standing there?"

"Since i found out my father was gay with more than just Frank."

"What?!?"

"When they were in the band together. You really have got to start listening more, Derrick."

"As long as i don't have to let go."

"Who said i would let you?"

We both smiled into the tight and very needed grasp.

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The Used. . Affiliated with Gerard Way... Who's that? What?

My thoughts are running wild, and i've all but forgotten about my mom's crying (subsided) and my previous nightmare. My father was a fucking rockstar.

I looked up that Gerard guy, too. Apparently, He's an even bigger rockstar. Well. He looks just like my best friends dad. And his daughter's name? The same as my best friend. See, All this was easily hidden from me because i don't listen to music very often. No names, No titles. I listen to what's playing, and there's no knowledge involved. I wanted to meet my dad now. Why? Is he really that bad of a guy? Other than the very obvious drug problems, and ange- Okay. So I sound like a retard. I still want to meet him, Because how many kids can say that their father is Bert McCracken? Not very many. Hell. Probably just me.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

School.

"Hey." I look up from my place at the lunch table. "You look like shit today."

"I found out who my dad was last night." He dropped his tray where he was going to sit it. Miraculously, barely anything spilled out.

"Care to share?"

"Ever heard of The Used?"

"The band??" I nodded. "What do they got to do with your dad? The lead singer's not your father, is he?" Bandit Joined us. I didn't get a chance to answer yet.

"You sophmores are so wierd. And who's dad?"

"Mine. I found out who he is."

"Okay. Shoot!!" My best girl friend practically yelled at me.

"The lead singer of The Used." Her mouth hit the cafeteria table.

"You're lying." I shook my head, and i think she realized i was telling the truth. "Well. How'd you find out. Mom tell ya?" I nodded. "You'll explain further later."

We all fell silent. Me, Bandit, and Air. (Short For Aaron.)

"Wanna get drunk tonight?" Bandit asked.

"Um. Thought your dad banned alchohol."

"He has. Since he broke up with the band he's been extra strict. But Frank'll let us. Well. No, he won't. But he'll let us stay over, and i know where we can get some. He lets us go out."

"I just wanna play video games tonight, Ban." We nodded our head in agreeance. Air's been really upset lately, and we haven't been able to figure out what.

After school when we got to Bandit's house, i took a close look at her father.

"Hey guys, come on. Let's go wait for my uncle Frankie."

"Be there in a minute!" I yelled back. I walked to the kitchen, where Mr. Way was making pizza for him and Ban's mom.

"Mr. Way?"

"Mhmm?"

"I think you know my dad." He almost dropped the food. Why must i affect peoples eating habits so directly??

"Who's that?"

"Bertmccracken." It came out as one slurred word, fast and almost quiet. I knew he heard though, he had to of, by the gasp that emitted, rather, entered his mouth.

"Sit down." I did as i was told. "When did she finally tell you?"

"You mean you knew? All this time? And i had to find out because he showed up drunk again?" Both of us were on the verge of tears, but his reasoning was unknown to me.

"So you finally get that my name is Gerard, Huh?" I nodded. I feel like i'm doing this alot lately. "Well. Me and Bert were really good friends. I was into drugs, i was into drinking. He always has been. So we practically fit perfect. Now comes the hard part. As drunk as we were, me for three years, we kissed sometimes. Usually it was for the cameras, sometimes no girl would touch us because we looked and smelled so god damn rancid. Soon enough though, he found out his 'girl' was pregnant. Your mom was more of a groupie than anything. She was caught up in the touring, the glamorous things he would give her. By glamorous i do mean tshirts. She didn't come from much." He took a straggled breath. I knew about my mom, we weren't well off ourselves. "We stopped our antics. He wasn't going to raise you. Sometime i wanted to stop. Living where i didn't even think i was actually alive, i wanted to stop drinking. Stop the pills. But... He didn't want me to.
But i did. He didn't. He left you. I left him alone. . Not much after that. But once i met your mom when Bandit started hanging around with you... "

"Aaahhh. I feel old." He said into his palms. I felt arms around my waist as i stood, face in my neck, lips on my cheek.

"I'm so sorry..." I heard Bandit Lee say into my ear. My body turned into her touch, And we hugged tightly for a long time..

"Go on. I'll warn Frank.. Just try to keep it on the DL, Don't advertise it. Go ahead and tell Air.. but no more than that, okay.." he was more mumbling to himself than me or Ban.

"I can't believe he knew. How long were you standing there?"

"Since i found out my father was gay with more than just Frank."

"What?!?"

"When they were in the band together. You really have got to start listening more, Derrick."

"As long as i don't have to let go."

"Who said i would let you?"

We both smiled into the tight and very needed grasp.