The key to the black parade

His big sleep deprived eyes shot open in shock to reveil his painfully beautiful brown iris that lay beneath as he struggled to hold back a scream of terror and the fear that paralyzed his tiny pale body. His Boyfriend walked into the room to see if he was still asleep, he looked so peaceful when he was asleep "Oh Gee, it's okay" Frank whispered as he rub Gerard's back in the hope that he could keep him calm enough so he wouldn't go into a panic attack. "i-it was h-her ag-gain" Gerard stammered "it's okay she's gone now" Frank replied in a gentle tone as he kissed his best friend and lover on the forehead "I'll go get you a glass of water then you need to tell me everything okay?" Gerard managed to nod and his jet black fell over his face.
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"It was the blonde girl again. I've never met her but she's always there, it's like I'm meant to find her and save her but I can't. I saw her spray painting over posters this time. Frank her arms are covered in cuts and scars! she's so broken and I don't know why! I need to save her. Dad told me too" Gerard starred at the blood red covers of their bed as he spoke
"Did she hurt herself this time"
Gerard burst into tears "She slit her wrists when the cops tried to arrest her."
"which way?" Frank asked his lover with a concerned look
"across her wrist, they can stitch that right??" He stared hopefully at Frank
"fortunately they can"
"Frank I've been seeing her in my dreams for nearly a year, she's used our bands lyrics in her art and wears our merch, she's real! I need to find her! When I was a young boy, My father took me into the city to see a marching band. He said, 'Son when you grow up, would you be the saviour of the broken, the beaten and the damned?' Don't you remember Frank?"
"Of course I do Gee, it's part of our black parade lyrics" He lent over Gerard and kissed him on the lips then slowly moved up and down his neck "come on, lets forget about her for a while"

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