Chapter 43 – What just happened? **Fast Forward to September 11th** (Gerard’s POV)

I get up early and catch a train into New York. I look out of the dirty train window everything was so depressing in my life. Selling comics in New York had become depressing, Breakfast Monkey was declined by Cartoon Network for being too similar to Aqua Teen Hunger Force, like shit man. Well at least I was close to Mikey, He helped me out. All I know about my life is that I’m an alcoholic who should just go die, it’s not like the world needs me all I do is sell comic books and take up space and all these fucken prescription anti depressants and shit don’t work. I always have thoughts about ending it all, but what way? A gun to the head, drowning, jumping off a cliff or a buliding, stabbing myself, a cocktail of drugs the choices were endless and then where? My house or what? And when? When should I end it all for better or worse?
I stop thinking about this shit and just look out the window and admire how far New York has actually come.
Why are those planes flying so low?
I laugh.
It looks as if they could fly straight into the twin towers.
My smile drops as I realise that’s exactly what’s going to happen.
I watch on unable to help, just watch as the planes hit the buildings. I hear screaming on the train and look and see everyone is looking out the window as I had been.
Am I fucken dreaming?
What the fuck happened?
Why did they crash?
How long till I get to a TV and find out? But serious, what just happened?