Take Me Away (Frerard)

"Frank?" someone shakes me awake.

"Mikey?" I mumble.

"Frankie, you have to wake up. It's already noon." he says.

"Noon?" I ask rubbing my eyes, "Shouldn't we be in school?"

"It's cool. My mom called in and told them that we would be absent." he informs and awkwardly pushes
his glasses up his nose.

"Mikey, I'm sorry about last night." I apologize.

"Why? You don't need to apologize to me over what your dad did." he says.

"No, not about that. About the kiss and stuff." I feel my face redden.

Mikey rubs his eyes and then looks at me, "That really happened?"

"It really happened." I nod.

"Shit, Frank, it's my fault. I shouldn't have put you in that position." he sighs.

"Well, I'm still sorry, that I don't like you that way." I say quietly and he stays silent.

"I love you Frankie." he whispers.

"I-I'm so sorry Mikey." I stumble over my words as I look up at him.

"...I just thought that maybe you would've felt the same way. That you could learn to love me?" he asks
hopefully.

"Mikey, I love someone else. I'm so sorry, I just can't picture you in that way." I shake my head and he
looks down at the ground, "You're my best friend," I add, before getting up off the ground and walking
towards the stairs.

"You're the love of my life." Mikey whispers, almost inaudibly.

I decide to pretend that I don't hear him even though it's killing me inside. I take a step down the stairs
and make my way into the living room. Mikey follows in pursuit and stays quiet.

"Can I borrow your car? I need to pick up a few things and make sure that my mom is alright, I'm too tired
to walk though." I ask.

"Sure, should I come with?" he offers.

"No, no. If something happen's I don't want you to get involved. I can't afford you getting hurt." I reply and
see his the hurt evident in his eyes.

"The keys are hanging on the hook by the door. Get it back in one piece." he grumbles before stalking to
the kitchen.

"Thanks man." I say and I grab the keys and head out the front door.

Mikey's silver Volvo sits in the driveway alone. His mom is probably at work. I unlock the car and slide into
the front seat, just sitting there for a moment. Resting my head against the steering wheel, I scream.

"FUCK!" I scream.

I slam my fists into the steering wheel and then start the car, followed by buckling in. I back out of the
driveway and head down the road. Not to my house though, but to visit someone.

*

"Gerard Way?" I ask the nurse for the millionth time.

"And you say that you're a cousin?" she squints at me.

"Yes. Cousin from Donna's side." I sigh.

"Frank?" a voice calls from behind me.

"Jamia!" I sigh in relief as she walks towards me.

"What are you here for?" she asks.

"I wanted to see Gerard, but this nurse won't let me." I huff.

"Lindsey, I'm going to take Frank, alright?" Jamia asks the nurse and the nurse nods curtly.

"Thank you Jamia." I say as I follow her down the hallway.

"Just, call me next time? Then you wouldn't have to go through that process again." she laughs and I nod.

"How is Gerard?" I ask.

"He seems to be depressed lately. He hasn't talked, eaten or slept in days." she informs, and then stops
outside of a white door.

"He's in here. Try not to upset him, yeah?" she asks.

"Sure." I agree and she steps aside.

I thank her once again and take a deep breath. I open the door and step inside. Gerard lays on his side,
back facing me as he stares at a white wall. In fact the whole room is white. White tile ground, white
painted walls. Even the bed sheets were white.

"Gerard?" I whisper to him and inch forward.

"Go away, I don't want the pills." he mumbles.

"Gerard. It's me, Frankie." I say a bit louder and he stays silent.

"Stop it. Frank left me. He doesn't want to see me. He doesn't care." Gerard sniffles.

"Turn around Gerard." I plead and he does, with wide eyes.

"Frankie? You came back for me?" he asks in shock.

"I'll always come back for you." I whisper assuringly and take a seat next to him on the bed.

"Don't lie to me please. I can't handle it." he whimpers.

"Why would you think I'm lying to you?" I ask in shock.

"That's what my parents and brother said to me, before they died, and they never came to visit me." he
shudders and I pull him in for a hug.

"I'm not like them though. I keep my promises Gerard." I say reassuringly.

"You do?" he asks looking at me.

"Always." I nod and he smiles.

A knock on the door makes us look up and Gerard cowers away from me. Once again huddling into a
small ball on the bed.

"I know Bob. I won't take the pills....that's what they said but I didn't....no Bob, please don't do that!" he
whispers frantically.

I stand up to open the door.

"Frank!" Gerard shouts and tries to grab onto my arm.

"What?" I ask.

"Do you promise to never let me get hurt? To keep me safe?" he begs and I nod quickly, "Then please,
Frank. Don't let them in."

"Gerard...I..."

"Frank, you promised. You said that you never break your promises!" he shouts in a shrill voice, the
knocking on the door seeming louder and the room seeming smaller.

"Gerard, I can't just not answer the door." I sigh.

Gerard cries as I leave his side and open the small white door. I step out of the room and come face to
face with Lindsey.

"What do you want?" I ask in annoyance.

"He needs to take these pills." she hisses at me.

"Let me give them to him?" I ask.

"No, I need to give them to him myself. It's an order." she says stubbornly.

"C'mon Lindsey, don't be like that. Would you rather struggle with Gerard over these pills or just let me
handle them?" I raise an eyebrow.

"Oh please," she scoffs, "you expect me to believe that he'll take them if you're the one who hands them
to him?"

"He trusts me." I state simply and Lindsey stares at me; mouth drawn into a hard line.

"Fine!" she snaps, shoving a small container of pills into my hand, "make sure he takes two of these or
else."

"Of course." I agree and turn to go back into the room.

"Oh, and Frank?" she asks.


"Yes Lindsey?" I answer.

"Watch your back." she mutters.

"Watch your back, bitch." I snarl at her and she steps back.

"You think he's innocent?!?" she shrieks, "He's a psycho, Frank! He'll be the death of you!" and with that
she walks away leaving me by the door dumbfounded.

*

"Gerard, just take two of them?" I plead, shaking the container in my hand at him.

"No." he pouts, and I have to admit, it looks adorable.

"Gerard, these are good for you. They'll help you." I groan and run my free hand through my hair.

Gerard's being stubborn and wont take his pills, no matter how many times I bed and whine.

"Fine. Don't take the pills, but don't expect a reward." I huff and Gerard's face lights up a bit.

"Reward? Like, a prize?" he smiles wide, "What is it?"

"Well, now you'll never know!" I snap and his smile turns back into a pout.

"Please Frankie? I'll take the pill! Can I still have the reward?" he asks leaning in close to me, his face
inches from mine.

"Y-yeah, sure, just take the pills." I stutter and he opens his mouth for me to pop two in.

I watch as he swallows the pills effortlessly and he never breaks eye contact while doing so.

"What's my prize?" he asks with eyebrows raised in a raspy voice that I find to be dead sexy.

"I-I'm not s-sure." I stammer, "What do you want?"

"You." he whispers and smashes his lips into mine.

I move my lips in sync with his and I close my eyes. Gerard's hands fine their way to my face and my
hands to his hair. I tug gently at his raven black locks and he moans into my mouth slightly.

All Gerard and I hear next is a bang and we break apart quickly. We turn our heads to the door only to
see Lindsey smirking and Mikey staring at us in shock. I stand up quickly, cough, and look at Mikey who
stares at us.

"Mikey, I can explain..." I start but he storms out of the room.

I go to chase after him, but Gerard's voice floats from behind me.

"So this is it? You're just going to leave me like all the others?" he barks, "I thought you said that you were
different."

"I am different Gee, I just have to do this." I say calmly, facing him.

"Do what? Chase after your boyfriend?" he sneers, "I should have known that someone like you could
never love me. Let me tell you something Frank. I may be locked up here but I have feelings too. I can do
the same things that normal guys do, and I don't like being treated otherwise."

I stare at him at a loss for words. I open my mouth but then close my eyes, turn on my heels and run after
my best friend, leaving Gerard upset and alone with Lindsey's voice in the back of my head.

He'll be the death of you...

Death of you...

Death...

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