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Jessie H
Guest
Drug, Chemical, Dead.
“I needed a hit. Now. F**ksakes, I haven’t paid the dealer, since like. I don’t know. GET THAT F**KING CAMERA OUT OF MY FACE!†I got out of my chair and threw the camera across the cold black room. People, in uniform, ran in the black room. Tackling me down. The ceiling turned in to clouds, suddenly I was flying. Greatest feeling in the world. No one was holding me back. This is what I wanted in life. Or was it? Gerard stop ruining this high. Talking to your self now aren’t you? I open my eyes. The sun is shining in them. I can’t see anything but the light. A finger pulled my eyes open. Dropping the other eyelid. I relaxed and fell into a deep sleep.
I never woke up.
Producers Pov.
Gerard was on the show “Intervention,†his was one of the sadder stories. One of the few deaths we have had on the show. We have hidden most of them. The media wanted to know about this one though. Gerard turned back to drugs at age 43.
cont. in details
He is now at age 51, and is taking up to 3 hits a day. Gerard just took a hit, he is hallucinating now. He got up from his chair. Picked up the camera and threw it. We called 911 since he was getting violent, and the camera landed on my brother’s foot, almost breaking it. Paramedics rushed in. Getting Gerard down on a stretcher. Gerard struggled with them, ending up with him on the floor. When the paramedics went to pick him up, for now he was frail from all the drug use, making it very easy. Gerard started to flap his arms, trying to fly away. The paramedics put a calming medicine in him so he would stop before he hurt him self, or others. We laid him on the stretcher now, and pushed him in to the ambulance. The main paramedic pulled open his eye and shined the flash light in his left eye. It was limp. Then in his right eye. Rolling around in the back of his head. Fuck, he wasn’t going to make it. The loud beeps slowly crawled to a stop. He never woke up.
(pov-point of view)
this has been posted on www.theblackparade.net
its a gerard way fan fic one shot.
“I needed a hit. Now. F**ksakes, I haven’t paid the dealer, since like. I don’t know. GET THAT F**KING CAMERA OUT OF MY FACE!†I got out of my chair and threw the camera across the cold black room. People, in uniform, ran in the black room. Tackling me down. The ceiling turned in to clouds, suddenly I was flying. Greatest feeling in the world. No one was holding me back. This is what I wanted in life. Or was it? Gerard stop ruining this high. Talking to your self now aren’t you? I open my eyes. The sun is shining in them. I can’t see anything but the light. A finger pulled my eyes open. Dropping the other eyelid. I relaxed and fell into a deep sleep.
I never woke up.
Producers Pov.
Gerard was on the show “Intervention,†his was one of the sadder stories. One of the few deaths we have had on the show. We have hidden most of them. The media wanted to know about this one though. Gerard turned back to drugs at age 43.
cont. in details
He is now at age 51, and is taking up to 3 hits a day. Gerard just took a hit, he is hallucinating now. He got up from his chair. Picked up the camera and threw it. We called 911 since he was getting violent, and the camera landed on my brother’s foot, almost breaking it. Paramedics rushed in. Getting Gerard down on a stretcher. Gerard struggled with them, ending up with him on the floor. When the paramedics went to pick him up, for now he was frail from all the drug use, making it very easy. Gerard started to flap his arms, trying to fly away. The paramedics put a calming medicine in him so he would stop before he hurt him self, or others. We laid him on the stretcher now, and pushed him in to the ambulance. The main paramedic pulled open his eye and shined the flash light in his left eye. It was limp. Then in his right eye. Rolling around in the back of his head. Fuck, he wasn’t going to make it. The loud beeps slowly crawled to a stop. He never woke up.
(pov-point of view)
this has been posted on www.theblackparade.net
its a gerard way fan fic one shot.