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JUST GIVE 'EM HELL, KID Disclaimer: I do not own My Chemical Romance (they belong to Reprise Records), Gerard Way, Tracy Phillips (most MCR fans know her as Helena), Forty Deuce nor any other thing that pops up here that would never possibly be owned by a thirteen-year-old kid like me. This is a work of fiction and may never be proven true. (Read the Artist's Comments first for the summary and other stuff) Chapter One Gerard Way's head rested on one arm as he slept on his office desk, still clutching a #2 pencil in one hand and a small bit of eraser in another. It was past nine o' clock and he had fallen asleep, sketching the outline for p

Chapter Four Disclaimer: I do not own My Chemical Romance (they belong to Reprise Records), Gerard Way, Tracy Phillips, Forty Deuce nor any other thing that pops up here that would never possibly be owned by a thirteen-year-old kid like me. This is a work of fiction and may never be proven true. (Read "Artist's Comments" first for the summary and other stuff) Tracy Phillips sat in front of the dresser, a cigarette tucked in the corner of her mouth. She'd already told herself to stop smoking a dozen times. Unfortunately, at present, cigars were such things she couldn't live without – but she tries. "Just for tonight," she mumbled to herself