It Started With An Alright Scene

Frank's pov
As soon as I heard him say that, I blacked out, with his words still ringing in my ears. "He didn't make it." That's it. I can't do it anymore. I can't live. I can't keep going. I can't just say alright, i'll get over it, it was just a boyfriend, there will be others. NO!!! I can't. He was the only person I have ever loved, and will ever love. He's my life.
I didn't realize I passed out until I woke up in a hospital bed. I looked around and saw I was alone. I felt tears stream down my cheeks remembering the awful dream I had. I slowly stood up out of the bed and saw that I didn't have any IVs or anything. I was just laying in the bed.
I walked to the door and opened it. I peeked my head out and saw Jamia talking to another nurse. I slowly started to think of all of the bad things that happened in my dream. In my dream, Gerard died, but I don't remember how.
I walked to Jamia and she smiled when she saw me. "Well, Frank, I'm glad to see you're awake." She said and I smiled back at her trying to forget my dream. "Yeah, I'm glad i'm awake too. I had an awful dream." She nodded at me and looked lost in thought. "Well, do you maybe want to talk about it?" I shook my head no. "Not really. I kind of just want to go find Gerard." I saw her eyes suddenly go dull. "Frank, do you not remember what happened?" I was confused. "What are you talking about, Jamia?" She looked down at the floor. "Frank, you were drunk, and you hit Gerard with your car. You killed him, Frank." I felt my eyes widen. "What?" I said barely above a whisper. "I'm so sorry, Frank." I fell down to my knees. I felt my lungs burn and realized I was screaming. I put my head in my hands. I didn't want it to be true. I suddenly remembered my dream.... It wasn't a dream after all.
After my lungs gave out, I fell onto my side and started to whimper. I felt hands on my side, and suddenly someone was helping me up. I looked up and saw Jamia. She was leading me somewhere. "Whe-Where are w-we g-going?" She looked at me with sad eyes. "We are going to take you to Belliville Mental asylum. I don't want you hurting yourself, Frank." I didn't protest.
When we got to the asylum, they checked me in. I changed into some scrubs and lay down in my bed. I didn't have a roommate, like everyone else. I don't know why.
After I fell asleep, I slept about a good thirty minutes before someone came in to wake me up. "Frank, It's lunchtime." I didn't look up at the person. I just got out of my bed and started following them down to the cafeteria. I sat down at an empty table and stared down at it. I felt a gust of wind next to me. I looked over and saw a girl with black hair. She had big blue eyes and scars on her lips. "Hi." She whispered to me. She looked familiar. "Hello." I whispered back to her, "My name is Salem, This is Bob." She said and motioned to something behind her. I shrugged it off. "My name is Frank. Have we met before?" She shook her head. "We didn't meet formally, but I saw you when you came to visit Gerard. How is he?" I looked her in the eyes and smiled. "He is okay. Just a little sick." She looked kind of scared, and to be honest... so was I. I don't know why I didn't tell her the truth about him. "You've been in here for a while, I'm guessing. What for?" She looked shocked. "I'm not in here for anything bad. I just have a friend only I can see. I was supposed to get out a few weeks ago, but they changed their minds." I nodded my head, knowing that she meant she had schizophrenia. I was about to say something when I felt a hand tap my shoulder. I looked over and saw an older lady with something in her hand. She was holding it out for me to take. "Your pills." She said with a rough voice. I took them and looked at them. They're the same ones they were having Gerard take. They are supposed to slowly kill you, but they say they are just antidepressants. I smiled in glee and swallowed the pill dry. I know that the only way I was getting out of this place was death.
***************TIME LAPSE FOUR YEARS************************
I had been in the asylum for four years now. I stopped taking the pills after about the third day when the doctor making them was thrown in jail for making us take poison pills. I really wanted to get out, so I had been cooperating very well with everything they've been doing. I go to the group meetings, I eat, I sleep, and I don't cause trouble. They were thinking about letting me go, and today I was going to get to see if i would get to leave or not. I walked down the hallway toward my doctor's office. I turned the corner and walked through the doorway. She saw me and smiled. "Frank, guess what?" I smiled back at her, truly feeling happy. "Yes?" She jumped up from her chair. "You are going to get out today!!" I grinned from ear to ear. "That's amazing!"

After I got all of my stuff packed, I put the clothes I wore in here on. I was surprised when they fit me. I grabbed my bags and headed for the front door, waving goodbye to all of the other staff and patients. I came to a stop when I saw Salem. She was going to get to leave too, for real this time. I ran to her and embraced her in a hug. She was smiling a huge, bright smile. She was wearing regular clothes too. We walked out of the front door hand-in-hand. We got into the cab that the hospital had called for us. I told the driver my address and we began the drive. "Salem, do you want to stay with me for a while?" She nodded her head slowly, and continued to look out the window. When we finally got to my house, we grabbed our bags and walked to the front door. I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw a bag sitting by one of the plants on the porch. I walked to it and picked it up, and pulled out my keys. I unlocked the door and went to my room. I put my bags down and told Salem she could put her stuff in the spare bedroom. I walked to the couch with the bag in my hand. I sat down and opened it. I pulled out a black hoodie I gave Gerard a few years back. I put it to my nose and inhaled the scent. It smelled like him. Coffee and cigarettes I smiled a sad smile. I opened the bag again and pulled out a black notebook. On the front cover it read "GERARD'S SONG BOOK. DON'T READ" Out of curiosity, I opened it. The first song was amazing. It was called the only hope for me is you. At the bottom it had a little doodle of a heart with my name in it. I smiled and felt a tear slide down my cheek. I flipped through some more songs, each one better than the last. I turned to the last page in the notebook. The title said Disenchanted. It was the one he sang to me. It was finished. When he sang it to me, It wasn't done. I started to whimper when I cried, as I read through the notebook. He had so much talent. He was an amazing person. He had all of the best traits a person could have. He could draw and write amazing music that brings people to tears. He sings like an angel and his beauty is something words can not describe. He exceeds the line that ends perfection. He was the most perfect human being that ever walked this earth, and I ruined it. All of it. He had so much potential.
After crying my heart out, I stood up off of the couch and walked to the spare room. "Hey, Salem, I'm gonna go for a walk. Help yourself to anything. She mumbled an 'okay' and I left the house. I walked down the road toward where Gerard's house was. When I got to it, I saw a 'for sale' sign in the yard. I sat down on a bench across the street. I stared at the house for a while before I saw someone running down the street. I couldn't see their face because of their long black hair. He stopped in front of the house and fell to his knees, and started to cry. I stood up off of the bench and walked toward him. I put my hand on his shoulder and he quickly turned around and looked at me with bright, scared, hazel eyes. "Frank!?" I was confused.... How did this person know my name. "Frankie, It's me!" He got up from his knees and was now taller than me. "Frank... It's me... Gerard!"

Notes

So, i'm not going to make a sequel, I'm just going to make this story longer. I brought him back!!! yay I fixed Freard!!

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