Hi there.

Before you read this, I must warn you that it's going to be very emotional, but I still hope you enjoy this. Try, at least.

-KenZ aka AdrenalineVenom xoxox

Frank tried to ignore Gerard's screams. He didn't go back to him. Instead, he kept running. He got to his house and ran up to his bedroom and started packing his clothes into a little suitcase. He shoved them in carelessly and then he ran to his little office. He looked through his drawers for pen and paper. Dear Gerard, he wrote. He wanted to apologize to him, but he couldn't do it in person. He wouldn't make it in time anyways. He started scribbling some words onto the paper, but he knew they didn't make sense. He didn't care though; he just wanted Gerard to know he was sorry.

Gerard shook his head, his tears flying in every direction. 'NO! I can't be alive' he said, maybe to himself and got up and ran after Frank. He was way behind, but he knew where Frank was heading. His house.

When he finally got there, the door was wide open. Frank must be in there. He ran inside.

Frank stopped writing. He heard someone downstairs. He didn't know what to do. He knew it was Gerard. Why did he follow him? Frank wanted to get away from him. He ran to his closet and hid.

Gerard looked around. 'FRANK! WHERE ARE YOU?' he shouted. He didn't hear anything, but he knew Frank was there. 'Come out! I wanna see your face!' He still didn't notice any reactions. 'I wanna speak to you. Please, I beg you!'

Frank didn't dare to move an inch. He knew he would get acknowledged.

Gerard, not noticing anything new, started looking for him. He walked into the kitchen.

Frank didn't hear Gerard anymore. He assumed he was far enough, and he took the opportunity to run off really quietly.

Gerard couldn't find Frank anywhere. He collapsed on the floor and screamed. He punched the floor and screamed even more.

Frank heard him. He didn't want to, but he did. He put his hands over his ears and ran onto the streets. He just hoped that someone would find Gerard and make sure he was alright.

Gerard banged his head on the cold, hard floor. It hurt. He saw weird random shapes in front of his eyes. 'FRANKIEEEE!' he shouted on top of his voice, so that his throat hurt.

Frank sat on the pavement. He put his hands on his ears to block out the noise coming from inside. He took out his phone and texted Vivian: 'Gerard needs you guys.' And then Gerard: 'Gerard, I'm so sorry! Forgive me, please! I love you xo' and then he turned off his phone.

Gerard didn't bother answering his phone. He didn't want to. He threw his phone at the wall. 'FUCK LIFE' he said to himself.

Frank turned his phone on again, and texted Mikey: 'Hurry! He might do something stupid!' and then Gerard: 'Don't hurt yourself! Please!' Then he just stared at his phone, his tears wetting the screen.

Mikey read the text he just got from Frank. He replied with: 'Where in the world are you guys?'. He looked at Vivian; she was already looking at him. They knew where they were. They made a dash for Frank's house.

Gerard banged the back of his head against the wall even harder. He thought the wall was dented by now. His phone just played a broken ringtone in the corner.

Mikey and Vivian ran as fast as they could. When they finally got there, the door was closed. They both pounded on the door.

Gerard felt something on the back of his neck. Something… runny. But he didn't care. He just continued banging his head madly on the wall. The liquid dripped down his spine.

Frank texted Mikey one last time, saying: 'Please, hurry! He is doing something stupid! Save him! Please! Don't let him die! Look after him! Please!' then left his phone on the pavement and headed for the drug part of town.

Mikey and Vivian were banging on the door for so long that their hands turned red and puffy.

'Are you sure they're even inside?' Vivian asked.

Mikey finished reading the text he got and looked at Vivian. 'We need to get in there NOW!'

As Frank walked, all he thought about was Gerard's safety. He hoped that he was alright, that he wouldn't do anything stupid. He put his hand in his pocket and took out a little box. Pills. He took them, all of them. Anti-depressants worked for him. He felt his knees give up and fell on the ground, thinking of nothing but Gerard.

Gerard crawled over to the bathroom. The liquid was now dripping onto the floor. It was red. He didn't care though. He picked up Frank's razor and sat on the floor, slitting his neck, crying silently, ignoring the world.

Mikey and Vivian had to get in somehow. The door was locked, and they didn't know what else to do. But then Vivian got an idea. She picked up a large stone from Frank's front yard and threw it at the window. It shattered and a big hole appeared in it. They both walked inside the house.

Gerard was all covered in blood. He lay on the bathroom floor, in a pool of his own blood, with one wish, and that wish was close to coming true now.

Frank felt his heart slowing down and a sharp pain on his foot. 'I. love. You. Gee…' was all he managed to whisper before he fell unconscious.

Mikey and Vivian looked all over the house for Gerard but couldn't find him anywhere. Little did they know that Gerard climbed the bathroom window and was now sitting on the ledge, still weeping and sprinkling blood everywhere.

Frank could feel a fair of hands grabbing him and picking him and he saw a car, but then he blacked out completely.

'OH MY GOD! MIKEY!' Vivian shouted in shock.

'What?' he asked, walking over to where she was.

Vivian pointed to the bathroom and collapsed on the floor crying. She couldn't believe her eyes. There was a pool of blood on the bathroom floor, and a razor swimming in it.

'HOLY SHIT!' Mikey exclaimed. This was too much to take in. someone was hurt, and he was sure it was Gerard. 'Gerard! Brother, where are you?' he called out. He was shaking and crying.

Gerard could hear his brother calling for him but decided to ignore him. The quicker he ended his life the less pain it will cause to everyone. He would skip all the farewells and goodbyes and make his final actions far easier.

Frankie woke up in a hospital and realized he has needles stuck everywhere in his body and he slowly took them out and stood up but then his heart stopped beating again and some doctors entered and put Frank back on the bed and connected every needle to his body again. 'Holy shit' was all Frank could say before he blacked out again.

Keeping as quiet as possible, Gerard started to slowly slide down the window ledge, not caring about anything but Frank.

Outside the bathroom, Mikey could hear some shuffling noises, and without further thinking, he ran inside, his shoes soaking in blood. He saw Gerard all covered in blood and barely holding on. 'GERARD!' he ran up to him but was a fraction of a second too late. He reached out his hand to try and catch him but his hand barely brushed against the tips on Gerard's hair.

After Frank woke up again he remembered everything he forgot a couple of hours before and it wasn't pretty, but Frankie just sat in bed praying that Gerard is okay...