The Ghost Of You

Chapter 1: Interlude

Saints protect her now
Come angels of the lord,
Come angels of unknown.

November 10, 1940

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Gerard sat at the dinning room table, his shaking and sweaty hands only making that much harder to read the letter for about the fifth time. He ran him fingers over the indented parchment paper where the lute dent signed his name. He just had to make sure that it was real and not another one of his friends jokes. The ink from the typewriter smeared from water dripping from his dark hair as he constantly repeated the words over and over again in his head.

He placed the letter aside and put his head in his hands. This wasn't suppose to happen, yet they both knew the possibility of it happening. How was he going to tell his family? Let alone Mikey. Oh, god. Mikey, his little brother. How as he going to take it? For Christ sakes, the kid was just fresh out of high school, he had his whole life ahead of him.

Since the war started last year it was mandatory for boys eight-teen and older to sign up, but it didn't guarantee a spot to be drafted. Gerard and Mikey had heard the rumors and both noticed their friends disappear, but they never thought that it would reach their little town in New Jersey. Gerard was one of the first in town to sign up once he turned twenty, then a few months later when he turned eight-teen, Mikey was next.

Gerard was so deep in though that he didn't notice Mikey walk into their house with his girlfriend, Alicia. They were both laughing as they took off their drenched coats and hung them up. The rain pounded against the windows in a similar beat to the pounding in Gerard's head right now. He was still in his wet clothes, his hair sticking to his face as the drops ran down his neck. He was still in too much shock to even move from his spot.

"Oh, hey, Gee. I thought that you were at work?" Mikey's voice came up behind him. Gerard momentarily jumped as he quickly stuffed the letter under his jacket when Mikey walked into the kitchen and got a beer out of the fridge. Gerard found it suddenly hard to swallow the large lump in his throat.

"Uh, yeah. I got off early," Gerard's voice shook with every word. How the hell am I gonna do this? He thought as he whipped off the sweat beads forming on his forehead.

"Did mom come home yet?" Mikey walked over to the couch and sat next to Alicia who curled up into a ball next to him. The house was small enough that the living room, dining room, and kitchen were practically in the same room.

"Nah. She's working overnight."

"Thank god. I don't think that I can go another night of her chicken pot pies."

"Well, good sir," Gerard smiled and held up a small brown paper bag, "I think tonight is your lucky night. I brought back a couple of burgers from the shack." He tossed the bag over to the couple. "There's a vanilla shake in the fridge too if you guys want it."

"Thanks man." Mikey said with a giant mouthful of greasy meat.

"You wanna watch 'The Wizard Of Oz' with us?" Alicia asked.

Gerard shook his head. "I'm good. You guys enjoy yourselves. I'll probably go for a drive or go see Lindsey." He said as he styled his hair back into place with his comb. "Besides, those flying monkeys scare the living shit outta me."

"See ya later, bro." Mikey called as Gerard closed the door behind him. He pulled the collar of his leather jacket up to cover his neck as he made a dash to his red truck. Gerard started up his truck, with much difficulty and a few cusses, and made his way to pick up his girlfriend, Lindsey, of two years. But as the rain against the windshield seemed to get lighter, the presuure in Gerard's head only grew with that single date as it began to perminatly pound into his head. The day that their lives will change forever.

4/23/1941

Yay! New story! Ok, so to start off with before I get in too much about this story, I would just like to say that I am SOOOOOO SORRY! I know I know, it's been forever (all summer pretty much) since i have up dated any of my stories and i would just like to say that I have no abandon any of them! i f you noticed that a certain story is no longer up there, just note that I had just momentarilly taken it/them down for now unitl I could up date more chapters.

Ok, now that that's over, I just want to say how excited i am about this new story! Like, litteraly, it was about 12am and I was just watching TV when this idead just poped into my head. Strangly, I tend to wright better in the middle of night/early morning rather than during the day. I swear, I think Im a vampire! Anyways, as you can all see, this story is based off of MCR's music video for The Ghost Of You, which takes place in the 1940's in the middle of WWII, so I am VERY sorry if I made any sorts of mistakes with the settings, dates, battles,etc. revolving around the war. I spent about three hours just doing research on the history of the war before i began to even start writing it lol, so any sort of critisim is very welcome:)

Xoxo,

Brianna