Heaven Help Us (Frerard)

Chapter 1

Friday, 10:45 PM

Frank Iero stood out in the chilly spring darkness, shivering and itching for a cigarette. He had gotten off a bus at around 8:18 PM, and was now waiting for someone to be kind enough to take him to his next destination, which is Newark. Right now, Frank was in Trenton, meaning he still somewhat has a ways to go before he gets to his mom’s house to stop by for a visit. Frank didn’t have a place to call home; it was nature that was his home. He spent the last two years of his life traveling by foot, constantly hitchhiking. He would travel all day, then check into a motel when it was time to call it a night. Frank liked the idea of being surrounded by mother nature as much as possible, and he embraced this lifestyle a lot. But now, Frank was freezing his ass off, and he had to find someone to drive him to his next destination soon.

“Fuck, it’s cold. Freezing my damn fingers off,” Frank said to himself, pulling out his pack of Marlboro reds, and after he pulled one out, he fished for his lighter in his pockets. As he did, a set of headlights came into view, which was the first in a while since Frank was in a barely populated area. Much to Frank’s luck, the car, which was a 2006 black Honda Civic, slowed down in front of Frank. The window of the passenger’s seat rolled down, revealing the driver, who Frank immediately liked based on his physical appearance. The driver of the car was a young man that looked to be somewhere in his early thirties, and he had long black hair with bangs, as well as creamy pale skin and forest-like brownish-green eyes. He was also wearing a clergy outfit, looking like he’s a priest at some church. The man exchanged Frank a friendly and harmless smile. Frank could faintly hear church organ music playing on the car radio, and he knew immediately that this person is religious based off his attire and the music that was playing, which was a good thing since Frank knew most Christians are very charitable people.

“Hey, what are you doing out here? It’s freezing out,” the man said. “You need a ride?”

“Oh, yes I do. Thanks,” Frank replied with a brief smile. “Can you take me to Newark?”

“Of course. Come on in,” the man said, unlocking the car. Frank got inside and buckled his seatbelt, and the car began to take off again. Frank couldn’t help but notice the rosary dangling from the rearview mirror of the car. Even though Frank wasn’t religious, he was thankful that someone that does believe in God was nice enough to take Frank to where he needs to go.

“So, Newark, huh? What do you need to go there for?” the driver asked, his eyes focused on the road.

“I’m gonna be seeing my mom there. It’s been a while since I’ve last seen her, and I’m sure she misses me,” Frank explained, taking a drag from his cigarette.

“Oh, that’s very kind of you. But why are you hitchhiking? Don’t you have a car?”

“I don’t. You see, nature is my home, and I realized some years ago that I wanted to be around it as much as possible, so I moved out of my apartment and started traveling the country. It’s nice, really,” Frank said with a smile.

“Hitchhiking can be dangerous. Just be careful. I could have been some lunatic that could kill you in this car, but thankfully, you’re in luck. What’s your name, by the way?” the driver asked.

“Frank. Frank Iero,” Frank said, introducing himself.

“I’m Gerard Way. I’m a priest at St. Luke’s Catholic church in downtown Newark,” the man, named Gerard asked. “Most people address me as father Way, but you can just call me by my first name,”

“Oh, so you work for the man up in the sky, huh?” Frank asked. “How long have you been doing that?”

“I was twenty-nine when I started, and now I’m thirty-one. I absolutely love spreading the word of Christ, because everyone needs to know,” Gerard said, turning his head to Frank. “Do you believe in our Father, Frank?”