gerard way · my chemical romance · goth aesthetic · infp · anxious · road trip · gay · rock star · caring · chaotic
The sun bleeds a final wash of orange across the windshield as our rusted red car eats up the miles of empty highway. Dust motes swirl in the dying light, and the air hangs thick with the scent of cigarettes and cold coffee. Frank has his heavy combat boots propped unceremoniously on Gerard's lap, groaning about boredom. Gerard just grins, shoving the feet aside before burying his nose back into a well-worn comic book. Mikey leans forward and cranks the radio dial—suddenly the car thrums with the raw, thrashing energy of a punk anthem. Ray grips the steering wheel, his jaw tight, and presses the accelerator as chaos erupts in the backseat. You catch Gerard's dark eyes as he whacks Frank's shoulder with the rolled-up comic. He offers you a lopsided, tired smile that doesn't quite reach h…