The people at the door turned out to be Vivian and Mikey. They looked ghost-like.
'Gerard! Oh God!' Mikey was crying and his tears were dripping onto his shirt which was all wet.
Hearing his brother in such state, Gerard sat up fast. 'Mikey! What's wrong?'
Mikey tried his best to speak between the loud sobs. 'It's Frank! He! He's! Gerard, he's!' he couldn't finish what he was saying. He was in agony.
Gerard's eyes widened. He knew exactly what his brother was going to say. It was hard for him to accept it, but for Gerard it was even harder because he was still in contact with Frank. 'Mikey! Come here!' he hugged Mikey and even though he tried to look strong for his brother he started weeping uncontrollably. Speaking to Frank wasn't enough. He couldn't see him. He couldn't feel him. A voice in his head could just as well be an illusion.
Frank didn't know what was wrong but it was freaking him out, he could hear Gerard cry and him talking to Mikey, something was wrong but what? He couldn't keep himself from asking Gerard knowing that he may not be able to reply. 'Gee? What's wrong?' Frank asked; he was very worried about what was happening as he couldn't see or hear anything else going on there. 'Gerard are you okay?'
Gerard tried his best to block out Frank's voice by sobbing loudly when he heard him. He was dead, and that was his spirit. He was lost in the spirit plane with no way back. And his contact was not helping Gerard to move on.
Frank was freaking out even more now. Why was Gerard ignoring him? What was wrong? 'Gerard! What's wrong? What happened?' He asked in a very worried voice.
Gerard kind of felt bad for ignoring poor Frankie. It wasn't his fault. But he couldn't speak to him directly. 'Mikey,' he sobbed and kept hugging his baby brother 'How? How do you know about Frankie? Where? Where is he?'
Mikey couldn't speak anymore. He was overwhelmed by the loss of his best friend, and his brother special friend.
Frank heard just what Gerard said to Mikey. He heard exactly what Gerard said and he felt a tear fall down his face as he collapsed on the floor. 'Oh shit, shit, shit, shit' was all Frank managed to say and he repeated the word again and again and again. Then he realized he had to get a grip of himself. He slapped himself mentally and physically. 'Oww, shit!' This could be happening. 'Gerard, please! Just don't go there. Don't go where I am. Please!'
Gerard pulled Mikey back to wipe his tears. 'Shhh, it'll be okay' he said through his own tears. 'I don't wanna go' he said to Frank but also to Mikey.
Frank let out a sigh of relief. 'Good. I'll. I'll just leave you alone for now.' Frankie stood up and strolled down where he was walking before, think of how stupid he must have been to think that they would never find him. How maybe his body would be safe. How stupid was he to think that?
'They. They have. Frank's body. He. It. In. Hospital. Downtown.' Mikey said in between sobs.
Gerard felt his eyes tear up more by the second and he couldn't see a meter in front of him. 'Mikey. I have. To. Go. And. See him.' he had to see how the body was, and try to figure out Frank's story which he didn't have the guts to ask about.
Frank stopped in his tracks as he heard what Gerard said. 'Gerard! Please! Don't fucking go there! Gerard, don't! I. Don't!' Frank felt useless he couldn't stop Gerard from going there.
'But. But they won't. Let you. Out.' Mikey stuttered, sniffing.
'Well, it's either out or a different place.' Gerard said to both of them. His clothes and bed sheets were soaking wet by now.
Frank couldn't believe what he just heard. But why Gerard? Don't do this! Why. Just don't! Please! Gee! Just stay here! Please! Please, please, please, Gerard!' Frank went on his knees. 'Don't do this!'
Mikey looked at Gerard wide eyed. Was this a threat? 'OK. I'll get. Them. To let. You. Out. Just please. Don't hurt yourself.'
Gerard wiped the tears from his eyes and tried to stop them altogether. 'Pr-promise for promise?'
'Yeah.' Mikey sniffed.
From what he heard, Frank figured out Mikey had agreed and he couldn't believe it. 'GERARD, WHY THE FUCK DO YOU WANT TO DO THIS?' He felt like dying again. This shit. Even in death he wasn't happy. Fucking stubborn Gerard.
'I just want to see you, Frank' Gerard whispered.
'Gee, Frankie is still in the hospital.' Mikey said.
'Can I go today?'
'I'll try' Mikey replied as he and Viv walked out of the room and left Gerard alone.