Everything was eerily quiet as Gerard spread himself across his small little bed, turning his head to check and see if Frank was there, so he could hear his voice once more, so he could see his beautiful smile again and so maybe he could find a way to grab his hand through the rusty prison bars. But he hasn't come yet, he couldn't come.

Gerard closed his eyes, letting his mischevious thoughts wander, thinking of anything he could to push Frank to the back of his mind. It's not that he wanted to forget Frank, because he never would, it was just too much to bear at the moment.

***

Gerard heard the shot ringing through the air and before he knew it, his feet were pounding against the cold, damp ground, running to the source of the horrid noise. Right now, the poor boy couldn't care less about his bare feet being shred to pieces by the gravel or his heart pounding so loud that it could possibly explode any second. Right now he just needed to make sure that everything was okay. He stopped abruptly, taking in his surroundings, for it was all too much to handle at once.

He was able to make out a familiar shape through the rain that was turning his world into an odd blur as it started to come down harder. It looked like a boy, around his age, his hair flopped over his eyes as he curled up, his knees brought up to his chest in a protective manner, almost like he was hiding from something. He stepped closer and before he knew it, Gerard was holding Frank in his arms, holding him like a child, rocking him back and forth as he clutched the wound plastered onto his skin.

"G-Gerard?" He clutched Frank tighter, knowing he should get him some help but he didn't want to move. As heartbreaking as it was to see Frank so hurt, he still wanted to hold him like this. Gerard let out a small sob.

"Frankie what happened?" He whispered. The helpless little boy didn't even try to respond, he just hoped that Gerard would get the message that he didn't know. All he remember is the gunshot filling the entire atmosphere with rings of shame and his pale little body falling harshly onto the ground.

All Frank wanted was to live, but he knew that right now there was no turning back, life was not an option at this point. He just wanted to stay with Gerard, is that too much to ask for?

"I don't want to leave you." Frank whispered

"I don't want you to leave." Gerard squeezed his frail little hand with his equal one and watched as his eyes fluttered from open to close, then open once more.

"Gerard, you're a hero." he said shakily. "You save lives everyday... I-I, you could save mine. Can't you- can't you just kiss it all better? F-for me?"

"Frankie-" Gerard couldn't say anymore as his emotions came out in storms louder than the ones erupting around them. He was sobbing, clutching Frank for dear life. Frank tried to calm his boyfriend down, but he knew he couldn't do much.


***

"Stop your whining Way!" The man in the cell across from his called, grabbing onto the bars.

Gerard didn't say anything, he just curled up into a ball and started smoothing his hair until it was covering his eyes completely. Gerard didn't want to sleep anymore, but he knew he would have to eventually.

***

The last words that escaped Franks lips were running circles in Gerards head,

"It's not your fault, you didn't know."

He couldn't peel his eyes away from
his colorless, lifeless body, staring up at him with his glossy eyes that were once so bright and full of life. He held his icy hand up to his cheek that was warm with tears, holding it close while he held his other gripped tight in his hand. He looked so peaceful, through all of the rain and tears that he was being bathed in, especially the blood finishing it's way out of his chest, slowly but surely.

"I love you Frank." The boy took a moment, hoping he would say something, he was even hoping for anything as small as a grunt, or for him to squirm. Anything. Anything at all that could give him the least bit of hope. Gerards sorrow soon turned to rage as Franks hands feel limply onto his chest. Who ever did this to his Frank, to the love of his life, to his everything, Who ever it was, would pay.

Then it hit him, he knew exactly who did it. Gerard leaned over, kissing Frank on the lips, letting it linger for a moment before planting another one on his forehead.

"Everything will be fine love. I'll make sure of it."
***
Gerard was a murderer, according to the judge and everyone around him. It didn't matter to them that he did it for Frank, it was still a murder and they were all still homophobic assholes without a heart.

"Way, you have a visitor." the guard grumbled, pulling him out of the cell by his upper arm

"Mikey?" he asked, staring at his brother through the glass.

"I needed to tell you something." He smoothed out a piece of paper. "Frank gave me this when you first started dating. He knew that-" he started to tear up, the held the letter out so he could read it through his mop of hair.

"Gerard. If Mikeys reading this to you, than that can't be good. I'm hoping that this is far enough in our relationship that when I say this, it will mean as much to you as it does to me. Gee I love you, more than you could ever imagine. I always have and always will. Dead or alive. Thanks for being there and I hope I made our time together worth while. Love you Gee-Bear."

Mikey put the note down and watched as the guard forcefully dragged Gerard away. He mouthed a final thank you before returning back to his home until the day he dies.

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