“Hand in mine, into your icy blues
And then I’d say to you we could take to the highway
With this trunk of ammunition too
I’d end my days with you… In a hail of bullets.”

Gerard sang into the microphone.

I nearly bursted with excitement. They’d done it. They’d really done it.

We were in the studio now recording their first album, and I had a front row seat.

This was a song Gerard wrote called Demolition Lovers. It was dark, alike the rest of the songs on the album. But this one, there was something about it that made me dreadfully sad.

I stared at him, his now long black hair framing his face.

“I’m trying… I’m trying.” He looked directly at me, his eyes piercing through mine.

“To let you know just how much you mean to me
And after all the things we put each other through and
I would drive on to the end with you…
A liquor store or two…keeps a gas tank full and I feel like there’s nothing left to do..”

The whole room drowned out. I could feel him pouring his emotions into mine, shoving them down my throat. Hitting me in the gut.

“But prove myself to you and we’ll keep it running…”

I got up and stormed out of the room, I needed air.

I heard them stop playing, signaling that someone was probably coming after me. It had begun to rain but I didn’t care, I had to keep running.

“I would drive on to the end with you…” The words were haunting me, bouncing back and forth in my head.

Why was I running? Where was I going? What was I feeling?

I halted, nearly skidding onto the floor.

“I have no reason to run.” I said barely above a whisper.

It wasn’t my fault if I couldn’t return Gerard’s feelings.

None of it was my fault.

But why did I feel like it was?

“Lana,” I felt a hand on my shoulder.

I turned around abruptly, meeting Frank eye to eye.

“What’s wrong?” He furrowed his eyebrows.

“I, um-..” I fidgeted nervously.

“Come inside love, it’s raining.” He took his jacket off and pulled it over my head.

“Thank you.” I said softly.

“Anything you wanna talk about?” He frowned.

“No.”

-

Frank and I were in our bedroom, we had just finished making love and I was tucked underneath his arm.

“Do you realize we’ve been married for almost 2 months?” I smiled.

“That’s really not that long, Lana.” He chuckled, kissing my head.

“But… It feels like just yesterday we tied the knot.” I laughed.

“I know.” He replied.

“By the way, I’ve got a big fat fucking bone to pick with you.” I grimaced at him.

“Can you stop poking holes in the condoms? I know what you’re trying to do. I’m back on birth control.” I gave him a look.

“Wh- What are you talking about?” He raised an eyebrow.

“You know exactly what I’m tal-“ We both paused.

“MIKEY!” We screamed simultaneously.

We were both curious as to why he had been going on about babies and how much he wanted one lately. Now we know. Little fucker.

-

We were sitting in the dining room lecturing Mikey when Gerard and Ray walked in, their eyes gone wide.

“What’s up?” I asked curiously.

“We… We just booked our first headlining tour.” Ray whispered. Gerard seemed to be in shock as he wasn’t speaking.

I jumped up and started screaming, hugging every single person in the room, ending in Frank’s lap. I was showering him with kisses when I pulled away and said, “We have to celebrate. Now.”

“Hell yeah fuckin right we do!” Gerard exclaimed.

Drinks and drinks and drinks later.

We were all playing mario kart in the living room, terribly might I say.

I was in Frank’s arms and Gerard was smiling for the first time in ages. It felt good, It felt like we were finally moving past everything, finding happiness in our own way.

I heard the doorbell ring and I got up, “I’ll get it.” I woozily walked to the door, nearly tripping over my feet.

I opened the door and found no one there. I scratched my head and was just about to close the door when I saw an envelope. I yanked it off the door and examined it. It was stamped with what looked like blood or some type of red ink. I looked closer at the insignia and I nearly fell over. It was the sign on the ring Lucas always wore and the ring Lucas’ dad always wore. A lion with an arrow through his chest, I vaguely remembered it.

I opened up the letter, attempting to stay conscious. I unfolded it. My eyes tried to focus.

It was written in blood.

Found you.


…..

I opened my eyes to a white ceiling and the sound of beeping by my ear.

Hospital. Of course.

I looked around the room for anyone I knew, spotting Frank asleep in a chair.

I tried to get up but my body ached and there was an IV pumping fluids into my veins.

Frank stirred awake almost immediately as I started moving around. He rushed to my side, grabbing my hand.

“Lana,”

“Baby, we’ve got to run again- Those people, they’ve come back.” My eyes spilled over with tears.

“We know, we saw the letter. We’re not going anywhere. I promise you that, we’ll face them. We’ve come too far to runaway again.” He sighed.

“What if someone gets hurt?” I cried.

“No one will, I’ll make sure.”

“You always say that Frank…” I started to sob. A look of hurt flashed through his eyes.

“I’ve got to tell you something.” He breathed in heavily.

“What?” I said quietly, wiping my tears away.

“The doctors were examining you and they…” He stopped talking for a split moment.

“What Frank, spit it out.” I was growing agitated.

“You’re pregnant.”

“I’m what?”

“Pregnant.”

“They said you could have harmed the baby from all the alcohol you consumed. And then I asked what baby?” He bit his lower lip.

“Wh.. I’m not pregnant.” I pressed a hand to my forehead, the room spinning again.

“You are. 10 weeks.”

“T- TEN GOD DAMN WEEKS?” I almost screamed.

“Yeah, they did an ultrasound, look.” He held up a picture, a cheeky grin plastered on his face.

“Look, thats the head and that’s th-“

“FRANK!”

He jumped back a little spooked.
“What?”

“I… I need a moment to process this.” I breathed in and out heavily.

“Oh.. Yeah of course baby. Take all the time you need.” He frowned.

I laid in the bed for about 15 minutes, my hands over my face, just decompressing.

Finally, I looked over to him, my anxiety slowly fading.

“Is the baby okay?” I furrowed my eyebrows.

“Hm?” He replied, as if he’d snapped out of a daze.

“Is the baby okay… from the alcohol.” I sighed.

“Yeah, they said it’ll be okay.” He smiled.

“How do they know?” I frowned.

“They don’t. But I said it’ll be okay so… it’ll be okay.” He flashed me another cheeky grin.
I could barely hold back a smile.

“See? It’ll all be okay.” He pulled me into a tight hug.

-

6 months later

I was just about getting ready to pop. I was unable to stand or walk for too long now, my feet were always sore. And my boobs, god. I don’t even want to talk about my boobs. They’d been aching for months.

It was the last day of the tour and the success they’d achieved was unbelievable. We were all happier than we’d ever been, having avoided any run ins with Lucas’ familia.

We came to the conclusion that it was just some kind of sick prank.

I was watching from the sidelines, smiling at Frank’s energy on stage. It never failed to make me happy.

I was going to get up and cheer when I felt a cool piece of metal press to the back of my skull.

“Get up.” The voice demanded.

“Who- Who’s there?” My voice trembled.

“Someone you don’t want to make angry. Now get the fuck up.” It was a woman’s voice, it sounded so familiar.

I stood up calmly, following where she led me.

We made it up to the dressing room where she sat me down on a chair. I looked up at her, she was all dressed in black, a ski mask covering her face and a very big gun in her arms.

“What do you want?” I asked, my lip quivering and my arms wrapped tight around my pregnant belly.

She glared at me and removed her ski mask. My jaw dropped, I felt like I’d just been stabbed in the chest.

“Miss Trevor?” I furrowed my eyebrows.

“Yeah.”

“Did you hurt my mom?” My eyes filled with tears.

“No. I left your Mother. I loved her, but after what you did I couldn’t be near her, especially knowing what I was coming to do.” She looked away, her eyes pained.

“Well… what have you come to do?” I asked.

“I’ve come to collect two lives, one for my husband and one for my son.” She glared at me.

“Y-You don’t have to do this.” I began to cry.

“Whine all you want to dear. It’s not up to me. The agency would’ve sent someone else but I offered to do it. Someone has to pay for the lives of our boss and his successor. It doesn't matter who.”

“W-We won’t tell anyone, we’ve kept quiet this whole time. Why would we talk now?!” I pleaded.

“Oh dear, it’s far past the point of talking or not. That doesn’t matter anymore. This is only about claiming the lives that are rightfully ours. It’s tradition. It’s what we live by.”

“Please, don’t do this..” My hands began to tremble.

“I’ve come to claim two lives and that’s exactly what I’ll do. It doesn't matter who, you give me two people and our agency will be done with you. If I fail here, another person will just be sent, till the deed has been done. And now that your little husband and his friends have become celebrities, it’ll be very hard for you to run.”

“Wh-Why would you risk killing a celebrity then. And here. It’s too risky.” I focused on the gun in her hands, trying to find a way to maneuver myself out of the room safely.

“That’s what I thought… But when I came here, I was so pleasantly surprised to find you were pregnant. Ah, your Mother would be proud.” She chuckled.

“What does that have to do with anything?” I glared at her.

“Everything. I need two lives. What better way than to take you and your child down just as you’ve taken mine?”

I thought for a minute, If I just told her Gerard was the only one of us who killed maybe she’d reason. But I could never ever throw him under the bus like that. Ever.

“So what will happen? I’ll let you decide, mother-to-be. Who do I get to kill?” She pointed her gun at me.

“C’mon… let your husband and his friends continue down their journey of success. We won’t interfere, will you?” She was coaxing me now.

I trembled, my mind going blank.

“Will you let me say goodbye?” I whispered.

“Will you try to run?” She whispered back.

“No.” Tears streamed down my cheeks.

“I believe you, you’d be a very stupid girl to try and run. Go, you have 5 minutes.”

I walked out of the dressing room, running down to the stage area. They had just finished their set and were waiting to go back on for an encore.

I ran up to Frank, pressing my lips to his as hard as I possibly could and wrapping my arms around him.

“Woah- what’s up baby?” He pulled away, grinning.

“N-Nothing. I just, I uh, I love you so much Frank. I always will. I’m so incredibly proud of you and what you’ve done with this band.” I smiled, my tears now uncontrollable.

“Shhh. You don’t have to cry love,” He smiled back, wiping my tears away.

I hugged him again.

“I love you so much.” I whispered into his ear.

“I love you too.” He stroked my back, concern rising in his voice.

“Uh, Alright you go relax now. I’ll be waiting for you after the show.” I sniffed, wiping my tears again in an attempt to look normal.

“Alright…” He shrugged.

I ran off to find Gerard. I didn’t have time to say goodbye to anyone else. He had to be the last one.

I found him just coming out of the bathroom and I ran up to him and hugged him.

“Woah, what’s up?” He raised an eyebrow at me. I started to cry again.

“Thank you for everything, Gee. I’m sorry I couldn’t return your feelings. You’ve been one of the greatest friends I could ever ask for.” I began to sob.

“Hey, Lana. It’s alright? What’s wrong?” He lifted my chin, looking into my eyes with worry.

I reached up and pressed my lips to his. I at least owed him this, a goodbye kiss.

He kissed back, cupping my face in his hand.

When I pulled away he looked sad.

“You’re going to do something, I don’t know what. But I don’t like it. It feels like you’re saying goodbye.” He frowned.

“I-I’m not.” I tried to force a smile.

“I’ll see you later Gee!” I walked away waving and running back up to the dressing room. My sides were aching, and I felt like tipping over. I stopped for a minute, in an attempt to catch my breath when suddenly I felt like I’d peed myself. It made sense, I was as terrified as I’d ever been.

I looked down to see a different kind of fluid. The kind of fluid you only see when a woman’s water breaks. My eyes widened, the baby was coming. It was coming now. Which means there was hope it would survive. Maybe. I have to take the chance. I can’t let this baby into this world without a Mother and a Father.

I had to do this. I couldn’t bare to think of a world without my dear friends in it, my dear husband.
They were going to succeed, grow old and have babies. Even Frank, even if the one inside me didn’t survive. He had to. I’d be shouting at him from the afterlife if he didn’t.

I ran into the room, adrenaline kicking harder than ever.

Miss Trevor was waiting for me, leaning against the wall.

“Are you ready?” She raised an eyebrow.

“Yes.” I nodded.

“So what shall it be?” She smiled.

“Me, I’ll go down with my child.” I looked to the floor in anguish.

“Perfect. I’ll be merciful, you won’t feel it.” She hissed.

I closed my eyes and sat down in the chair. She walked behind me and tied a blindfold around my head. I waited in silence, not knowing when she would pull the trigger. My heart was beating faster than it ever had before.

-

With a deafening noise, my world shut closed like the ending of a very complicated book.

The End

Notes

It's been such an amazing experience writing this story and all of you following along with me. Really, it's been like an adventure, figuring out Lana Frank and Gerard all together. Because when I started this, I had no idea it would come this far. It started as the playful idea of a girl falling for the man nextdoor.

Please don't be too angry with me. I SOBBED writing this, literally. I've grown attached

But as I said, I had a story to tell and I told it.
I love you all very much
Thanks for sticking it out with me.

Stay posted for an epilogue... I'm not that evil!

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