He got down on his knees and took in the site surrounding him. The deep red blood in pools on the ground, pooling specifically around the now could corpse lying calmly in the middle of the cleared out old warehouse in the middle of nowhere. The psycho in him had crawled its way out and he was just now remembering his true self. He got up and practically sprinted to the other side of the warehouse in search of a mirror, and when he finally found one he was calmed by what he saw. His normal hazel eyes were looking back at him instead of those bloodthirsty red eyes that showed whenever he lost it. The eyes that were so red they matched his flaming hair … as well as the blood pooling on the floor.
He ran back over to the bloody pools and turned the pale body over to see who his alternate mind had gotten to his time. And what he saw shocked him.
Frank Iero, his love, his life, his everything. He was the one lying there cold and broken on the ground. At the sight of him like this he broke. He fell on top of his dead lover and sobbed out every tear his frail body held.
He hated himself.
He hated the person that he was.
He hated the things he was capable of.
He hated life.
He wanted it to end.
He remembered the lyrics he had written so long ago and laughed maniacally.
And Never Again
And Never Again
He continued his chaotic laughter and reached for the pistol he found lying on the ground near Frankie, it was probably what he had used to kill him, and lifted it up towards his head.
They gave us two shots to the back of the head
He chuckled again and pushed the gun towards the back of his head.
"See you in hell Frankie!" He yelled in a psychotic way as he pulled the trigger twice and fell onto the already bloody floor.
And we're all dead now.
AN: I just came up with this pretty twisted idea earlier … I know it's short, it was meant to be :P Could I get some feedback … Maybe some reviews? ;P