I swallowed back bile as I looked at my older brother. What had Gerard—Poison—become? A whole different person, and one we didn't entirely like. And we were all paying the price for this new change of mind. Ghoul grinned recklessly at me, anticipating the fight like he'd always do nowadays; to keep his mind off the depression he was battling within, and to take out his fury at the world for having changed Poison. Jet walked up to me, nodding a greeting but otherwise staying silent. He usually did, even when he was Ray, but now it was a cold silence, the kind that made you feel like nothing and everything had changed at the same time. And Helena—Blink Danger—I heard her in her room sometimes, crying, breaking things at times, but always sobbing horribly. I knew she could tell that this was all bogus, just a scene, to all of us.
Except Poison.
I knew she had loved Gee, once, but as Poison...I saw remorse in her eyes when he drew her close, acting like nothing had changed when really everything had. She loved Gerard, Gee, not flaming-hair Party Poison. Sure, he stood for rebellion, but then didn't the Black Parade? Now she gravitated towards the rest of us...but least of all me. It was never me.
Though I was the one who'd understand. I could make everything better for her.