It Started With An Alright Scene

Frank's Pov
The next few days went by in a haze. I didn't really remember any of it, but before I knew it, it was the day of Gerard's funeral. I had to pick his clothes.
I went through his closet, and picked out an all black suit with a red tie. I brought it to the funeral home, and they dressed him in it. I was the first one to see him since i was legally still engaged to him.
He looked gorgeous, as always. His skin was even paler than usual and it was equivalent to a sheet of paper. I wiped a few tears away from my eyes as they were brushing his hair over to cover up the bullet wound.
They added a small amount of eyeliner, and some eyeshadow. They put him in his dark, black coffin, then brought it out to the viewing room so people could see him when they started to arrive.

I walked outside and sat on the front steps. I pulled out a cig, and lit it up. I inhaled the smoke deeply into my lungs, then let it out. I felt something wet on my face, then looked up and saw that the gray sky was starting to let down rain. It started landing on my all black suit, so I got up, and went back inside after putting my cigarette out.
I walked into the funeral home, and saw the workers putting red roses around his coffin like I asked them to. Some gave me a few sympathetic smiles, but I chose to ignore them, and sat down in the last row of all of the chairs.
I had barely sat down, when I felt someone patting my back. I looked over my shoulder and saw Jack and Alex. They were dressed in suits, and they looked like they haven't slept in weeks. I can understand it, though. We were all best friends, so they lost someone close to them, too. They came and sat next to me.
'How are you doing, bud?' Jack asked me. I looked at him with sad eyes and him and Alex pulled me into a hug. I started to break out in sobs. They tightened the hug, and withing 30 minutes, i had to let go because people were starting to arrive.
Gerard didn't really know a whole lot of people. The people that showed up were mainly people from my work that had known him. A few were some people he had known from highschool.
They came in and sat down, and didn't talk. Some people went up to the coffin. They let small tears escape, but not many. After they were done looking at him, they would come over to me. They would give me their condolences and give me an awkward hug. Jack and Alex never left my side through all of it.
Halfway though the service, the funeral director asked me to come up and say a few words about Gerard.
I got up and slowly walked toward the podium that was right next to the coffin.
I stood behind it and cleared my throat. Throughout my speech, I didn't take my eyes off of Gerard.
"I loved Gerard very, very, very much. He was my absolute everything and I never thought I would have to deal with this. I thought he would be with me forever, thought I would go before him.
He didn't deserve to die this way. He was the sweetest guy anyone could have ever known. He was always there to help anyone who needed it. He tried his hardest to make everyone happy even when he wasn't. He suffered through a lot of bullying when he was younger, and it almost pushed him over the edge. He almost committed suicide several times, but I was always there to talk him out of it. He wasn't suicidal anymore, though. He loved the life he had. He would always sing when he made pancakes on the weekends. He always made pancakes. He said they were fun to flip with the spatula, so he would always make them." I wiped away a few tears and continued ":He was my life. He gave me everything I could ever want. He was my bestfriend and the love of my life. I honestly don't know what i'm going to do without him, now. No more weekend pancakes, or hearing his sweet voice singing. I don't get any of that anymore. He's gone and he won't come back. I-" suddenly everything went black.

I opened my eyes and saw nothing but white. I tried to sit up, but had trouble. When I finally did, my back popped in about a million places. I looked around and saw that I was in a hospital room. I had IVs in my arm, and a tube going down my throat.There was get well balloons and flower boquets by my bed. I looked on my hospital bed for a nurse call button. When I found it, I pressed it.
A few minutes later, a nurse came in my room. She looked like she had just seen a ghost. She came forward and helped take the tube out of my throat. When it was out, i started choking. After I had calmed down, I looked back over at her. "Mr. Iero? How do you feel?' I looked at her for a while before replying with a very raspy voice "I'm fine, but why am I here. I was at my fiancee's funeral. Why am I suddenly in a hospital room?" She looked at me wide eyed for a while before replying with "Frank, do you remember anything that happened?" I shook my head no. She cleared her throat. "I will be right back, Frank. You just sit tight." She exited the room quickly. I sat by myself for a while, before I heard footsteps. I looked over and saw a woman with long black hair and a white doctor's jacket come in. "Frank?" She asked me. I slowly nodded. "Frank, It's me... Jamia." I was a bit shocked. "Jamia?!" She nodded her head, and came over to my bed. She sat down on the end of it, then looked at me seriously. "Frank, You don't remember why you're here?" She asked. I shook my head and she let out a sigh. "Frank...You've been in a coma for about five years now." I choked on m spit. "WHAT!?" I yelled. "Yes, Frank. You got drunk and decided to drive home. You hit Gerard and swerved. Your car went down a hill, and flipped over. You hit your head, because you weren't wearing your seatbelt. You and Gerard were rushed here, and we had to put you in a coma, otherwise you would have died." It felt like my hear stopped. "W-What happened t-to Gerard?" I asked her. "Gerard was injured pretty badly. He had some surgeries, but was released a few weeks after. He is fine, now." I let out a sigh of relief. "He actually never left your side for months. He would come in here everyday and hold your hand." I looked up at her with teary eyes. "He stopped coming?" I asked her and she gave me a sad smile. "Yeah, he did. I hear he's in a band now. I think they're called My Chemical Romance. They're pretty famous." I smiled at the thought of that, because he had always wanted to be in a band and now his dream was coming true. "Also.... I think he's married now.... to a woman." I stopped breathing when she said that. "W-What?" She wouldn't look me in the eyes. "Yeah, he married his doctor from the pshych ward, Lindsey Ballato. Well, Lindsey Way, now." I felt tears stream down my cheeks now. "He went off and married someone while I was still here?! And even worse... he married a woman... so what? Is he not gay anymore? Was it just some phase?" I wiped away my tears. "Last I heard, he said he was pansexual." I glared at her. "Well, I can fill out some paperwork, then you are free to leave." She told me. The first thought that popped in my head was 'I need to find Gerard Way and let him know I'm awake.'

Notes

yay! he's alive and such!! wooooo! so now you guys don't have to hate me!
THERE IS GOING TO BE A SEQUEL! I AM WORKING ON IT NOW I WILL PUT UP THE LINK WHEN IM DONE!!

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