Hya guys!

Thing is, I'm going on holiday, so you won't be hearing from me for a long time. Read, review, subscribe, whatever. I wanna know if this story is good enough.

- KenZ xoxo

'Everything alright?' the nurse asked.

'There's no right answer to this question, is there?' Gerard replied, still looking down at the photo. Tears were streaming down his face like tiny rivers and onto the photo frame. He wanted the nurse to leave him. Or better yet, to let him out and forget he ever existed.

Frank figured someone had entered the room and that stopped Gerard from shouting. He felt a small relief when he remembered where Gerard was and he was unable to harm himself which Gerard would probably want to do. He sighted and wondered if this communication thing had brought any good.

The nurse hesitated for a moment but then walked up to Gerard and sat by him.

'What do you mean?' she asked in a calming voice.

Gerard clenched his fists. What he meant was if he answered 'yes, I'm ok' that would be a lie, and apparently he's a very bad liar. But if he said 'no, I'm not ok' she would ask why, and its not like she would actually care enough to pay attention to his long story.

Hearing no reply, the nurse looked at the picture Gerard held. Se reached for it but Gerard quickly took it away.

'Oh! Sorry. May I know who this is?'

Gerard cried even more. Describing who Frank WAS was the second hardest thing in his life. He WAS alive. But now, he IS... dead.

The nurse sensed something was wrong with her question. She wished she never asked. She knew Gerard was going to burst any second. 'Sorry. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have...'

'Don't apologize, I get that too much.' Gerard tried sounding calm, but his tears showed otherwise.

Frank had no idea what was going on there but he really wanted to know; all he knew was that Gee was talking to somebody and that he was crying. Frank felt as if he needed to break the silence even though Gerard can't reply. 'Gee, please, don't cry! Everything will be alright even if it doesn't seem like that now!' Frank tried saying it in a comforting way.

'Do you want to talk?' the nurse asked.

'No.' Gerard replied, to both the nurse and Frank.

'Gee! Please! Look at the good side of things! Don't be sad! There's nothing to be sad about!' Frank said, trying his best to comfort Gerard.

'Well, if there's anything you want to talk about, I'll be behind that window,' the nurse said as she pointed to the window she was watching him from, 'for another hour or so before my shift is over.'

'There is none!' Gerard said to the two of them again, but then realized he didn't make sense to the nurse. 'Nothing, I meant.'

'Gerard there always is something, even when bad things happen there always is a good thing. Always, no matter how hard it is to find that good thing!' Frank didn't really understand what he was saying but he knew he meant it.

'But if there is, one tiny thing, you can always...' the nurse started.

'Try naming that one thing.' he replied to them both, but seemed rude because he interrupted the nurse but he really just talked to Frank ignoring the nurse's last words. 'Sorry…' he told her.

'Okay, I will! The fact that we'll always be in contact now unlike before!' Frank tried thinking of more good things but he couldn't. But at least he managed to think of one thing.

'It's okay.' The nurse said as she walked out-

Gerard waited until she was out of sight. 'BUT THEN THEY'LL BURY YOU! And then what?' he tried to whisper to Frank.

'Gerard, that might take a long time! A very long time!' Frank said this knowing it's a lie; that stuff never lasts long. He wished that somehow they could bring him back.

Gerard sighed. 'They said they'll do it as soon as I'm out…'

'Gerard, you're joking right? Can't you stop them?' Frank panicked.

'Stop them? How the fuck am I meant to do that? I can't just steal your dead self...' his voice faded. Just the thought of doing anything to Frankie's dead body made him sick.

'Can't you? Can't you do anything? Please! I don't want to leave you!'

'I could... But you wouldn't like it! And it might not work...'

'I don't care what you do Gerard! I just want to stay with you no matter what cost!'

'But... You won't like it! I'm thinking of staying in this mental hospital for longer...'

'Don't fucking do that! Don't you fucking dare, Gerard!' Frank warned. Why would Gerard even think that?

'I told you! I can't think of anything else though!'

'Can't you make them not do it? Stop them?'

'They already think I'm crazy! I don't know how I can stop them!'

'Can't you persuade them or something? Anything that wont cause you harm?'

'Persuade them to do what exactly? Leave your body in the hospital forever?'

'No, well that would be a good idea but impossible... But to not bury me...' Frank sighed. 'I don't want to leave you Gee!' he whispered. 'Are you sure that you can't stop them?'

'I will try my best. I want you to stay, wherever you are now. I could... Do something, I don't know, but no matter what kind of bullshit it is, I'll do it.'

'Just please promise me that you won't do anything stupid Gee! Promise that you won't do anything that will be bad!'

Gerard hesitated. All his ideas so far were stupid. He couldn't promise Frank that. But then again, he could always come up with better ideas. 'I promise.' He said.

'Good!' Frank let out a sight of relief because Gerard mostly kept his promises.