Gerard froze. His felt his heart drop and he felt really numb. Frank? How could it be Frank? He knew it couldn't be Frank, but it couldn't be his own mind because he surely would know what he was going to say. Frank? This was insanity.

'I made you quiet, didn't I?' Frank laughed slightly. 'Dammit, I knew I shouldn't have told you my name! I should have just made something up!'

Gerard looked at the picture of Frank. How could he be speaking to him? He took the photo in his hands and just stared at it.

'Gerard, what's wrong? Did I upset you? Do you want me to stop talking?' Frank asked worried. He now regrets everything he said before.

Gerard just stared at the picture. He couldn't be talking to Frank. It just didn't make sense. Maybe his mind was playing tricks on him. He just kept quiet hoping the craziness would pass.

'Okay, sorry, Gee! I'll just shut the fuck up and not bother you.' Frank mentally slapped himself for starting to talk to Gee in the first place.

'No! Don't! I'm. I just want to know. Are you. You really. Frank? he managed to say. He knew this was a stupid question since he was talking to himself, but he's done many stupid things in the past couple of weeks and didn't care.

'Yep. Frank Iero at your service.' Frank said happily as Gee didn't want him to shut up.

'But. Where are you? I can't see you. Are you just in my head?'

'Where am I? Good question. The only answer to that I can give is somewhere for dead people and yeah, I think I am in your head. Only you can hear me!'

'So you really are in my head! Just my imagination!' Gerard didn't know whether to be happy or sad. If Frank's in his head then that means he's not going crazy, but also it means he really is dead and gone and this brought tears into his eyes but he quickly wiped them.

Frank face palmed. 'I'm not your imagination. I'm real. I have no idea how it's possible were communicating, and I'm really not sure if it's a good thing!'

'So, wait. That dream I was having. Was it real?'

'What dream? I'm not telepathic, I really don't know what you dream about!'

'That dream... It wasn't a dream was it? We talked before...'

'Uh, yeah. We did.' Frank felt like laughing again and he didn't really know why. Nothing was funny.

'Oh shit! ShitshitshitshitSHIT!' he couldn't believe this. How was Frank even able to contact him? It didn't make sense. 'No, I didn't mean it that way. I meant "shit" as in '"whatthefuck I'm too happy but how are we talking"'

'Yeah, whatever Gee. Even if you mean it in a bad way I would understand, this thing isn't easy on you and yeah, I kinda regret this communication thing. Without it you could move on easier!' And Frank knew that while the communication talk thing works he would be unable to keep quiet.

'I don't regret this...' Gerard whispered sadly to himself but knew Frank would hear him anyway.

'And that's the thing... I don't know why! Okay, you get to talk to me but its harder to move on for you!'

'No, I wanna talk to you! I could talk to you forever but I know I might not move on. I don't care! As long as I speak to you!' He was talking to the photo in his hands. It seemed more realistic that way.

Frank let a small chuckle escape his mouth. 'I knew you would say something like that!' Sometimes Gerard was very easy to read without even looking at him.

'You stop laughing!' Gerard grinned. 'I miss you like hell!'

'But Gee, you're the funniest person ever, its impossible not to laugh! And miss you too, more then you can imagine!'

'I'm really not trying to be funny! Stop it!' Even though he tried to act serious he let out a tiny laugh. He was really happy that at least he still had contact with Frankie.

'Gee, even you know you're funny!' Frank just laughed again for the sake of maybe annoying Gee a little bit.

'Okay, so maybe I AM funny, but not as funny as this is right now!'

'This is funny?' Frank asked, trying to sound surprised.

'In a way...' Gerard thought Frank might've been offended by this. 'The fact that we're actually speaking... And other's think I'm going crazier!'

'Yeah... Maybe it is funny. And you can't go crazier then you already were Gee!' Frank said in a joking tone not realizing Gerard going serious.

Gerard looked down. He really WAS crazy a couple of days ago. Crazier than he might be right now. 'Yeah, I don't think I can.' he said in a hushed tone.

'Gee, what's wrong?' Frank asked realizing Gerard was sad now, he knew it was because of what he just said. Couldn't he do anything right? I guess not.

'Nothing!' Gerard quickly replied. 'Except from, you know…'

'Gerard, you are the worst liar in the history of liars! I know that but there's something else isn't there?'

'Yeah…'

'Could you please tell me?'

Gerard sighed. 'If the other time we spoke wasn't a dream, then I think you know…'

'Gee...' Frank didn't know what to say. He just wished Gerard would stop worrying.

Gerard just sat there, as tears were streaming down his face and onto the photograph of his best friend.

'Gerard, please don't cry.' Frank knew Gee was crying even though he couldn't see him. He knew Gerard too well.

Fuck, he thought as he tried to control himself, you're a grown man, stop crying! Frankie doesnt want you to! He wiped his tears but more just kept coming out. 'What? No I'm not crying! I'm sorry!'

'I don't need to see you to know your crying... And its okay, anyone would cry in your place! But why are you sorry? You did nothing wrong!'

'I WASNT THERE FOR YOU WHEN YOU NEEDED ME MOST! IM SORRY!' Gerard carried on crying, but harder this time.

'Gee! Please don't blame yourself! It's not your fault! You can't blame yourself about something you couldn't stop! You did nothing wrong! Don't blame yourself about it please!'

Gerard just carried on weeping, not knowing whether or not speaking would be a good idea.

'Please don't cry! You did nothing wrong!' Frank wanted to hug and reassure Gerard but if he could they wouldn't be in this situation.

Gerard tried to stop crying and wiped his tears but it didn't really help. 'Maybe you don't think its wrong but to me I'm the reason you're... You're...' he couldn't finish with the awful word.

'But Gerard how is it your fault? It's my fault; I'm the one that made all the mistakes! You never did anything wrong!' Frank would do anything for Gee to be happy again and not cry.

'You made the mistakes 'cause of me! If I was still there for you we could still be talking, face to face at a party!'

'Gerard, I decided to leave, didn't I? You killed yourself because of that but luckily they brought you back! I was the one that got wasted! Nothing is your fault!'

Gerard whispered. 'I just wish the doctors were too late...'