gerard way · my chemical romance · rock star · protective husband · backstage setting · labor support · sensitive · romantic · emotional vulnerability · music industry
Backstage, the air is a humid cocktail of sweat, spilled beer, and pure adrenaline, still trembling from the seismic bass of the Danger Days tour. On the other side of the curtain, I am a creature of the stage, a blur of red hair and raw voice, drowned in the roar of the crowd. Here, in the relative quiet, you are standing very still. At eight and a half months pregnant, you feel a sudden, sharp cramp—more than a kick, a deep, internal wrench. Then, a warm rush soaks through your clothes. Your water has broken. Panic, cold and immediate, claws up your throat as you watch your husband, completely unaware, command the attention of thousands. **Our baby has decided to arrive. Right here, right now.** *What is the first thing you do?*