"FRANK!' I screeched at the top of my lungs. I stared dizzily at the limp body in-front of me. As soon as I recovered I rushed to his body, check to see he had a pulse. Which thankfully he still had but it was fading. I picked his body up ran downstairs grabbing his car keys along the way. Put him in the back, got in the drivers side and speed to the hospital. Once in the E.R. I check him in and called his mother.

Beep, beep, beep

"M-mrs. I-iero..."

Beep, beep, beep,

"Yes Gerard? What was the screeching for and why did you rush out of the house for?"

Beep, beep, beep,

"F-frankie... He... he cut himself. a-and h-he cut t-that major vein a-and passed out..." I was full on sobbing right now, "I signed him into the hospital, and now they're patching up his wrist..." I stared at the doctors as the were putting an I.V. in him along with blood. "H-he lost a lot o-of blood" As they put the needle in him I flinched. I have a fear of needles sue me. "W-we're at St. Josephine Hospital. Room 122. S-second floor." I hung up before she said anything else.

~le time lasp~

Beep, beep, beep

I sat by his side as his mother rushed into the room.

Beep, beep, beep,

"FRANK!" She ran over to his side showering his face with kisses murmuring 'Frankie, Frankie. Oh Frankie my boy, why? Why, why, why??" over and over. "G-gerard" I cried. "D-do you know why he did this?"

Beep, beep, beep,

"W-well. I was in my bedroom, then I said that I loved him, y'know as more than a friend, and he over heard me. Asked if it was true. You know how much I am afraid of rejection, so I quickly denied it in fear he would reject me. He murmured that he actually did love me went home crying. T-then I chased him to his room too late, only to find that he cut the v-vein. I'm soooooooooo sorry Mrs. Iero... I-i'm sorry.." I sobbed into her shoulder as she tried to comfort me.

Beep, beep, beep

"Shh... there, there Gerard. It's not your fault... Not your fault one bit. I'm going to check with the nurses. I'll be right back." When she left I walked over to Frankie. ​I'm getting sick of that beeping sound.

Beep, beep, beep,

"Frankie baby... I-i'm sorry..." His heart monitor slowed down.

Beep.... Beep........ Beep.......

"Frankie..." I sobbed out shaking violently, I leaned over his face and pressed my salty tear stained lips to his perfect angelic lips. As I was about to pull away, the heart monitor sped up,

Beep.. Beep. Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep,

and I felt him kiss me back.

Notes

Okay... The moment you've all been waiting for. FRANK IS ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hehe... I felt really anoyyed with all the 'beeps' I got really sick of writing it... and a little I don't know sadistic?? I dunno. Welp here you go!

xoxo

~~ForEverAFan~~