And You Don't Know A Thing About This Life
Chapter 25
Gerard's POV
I heard two gunshots, and shifted my way towards the door, ignoring everything in my way. I ran in the direction of the sound, and found a boy with blond hair and a hood concealing his face. He stood by two dead bodies, a police officer trying to calm him down. "Hey, Iero, calm down."
This was Frank's brother. His voice came out hoarse. "Ok."
Frank mentioned his name was Darrell, and he was a douche. I grimaced. "So you watched Frank kill himself and his dad?"
He shook his head. "Funeral's tomorrow, want to come?"
"Fine, fucker."
Darrell sat in my car, concealing his face. That's what he gets for being an ass to Frank. He was embarrassed.
The next day came, and I brought Darrell with me. He wouldn't take off that damn hoodie. It was Frank's.
"You know, it's your fault Frank died," I muttered.
"What were you gonna do with that fag anyways?"
"One day, propose."
He removed his hoodie. And in an instant I smiled. Frank.
"Well look who's eavesdropping!" I laughed.
Notes
Shitty way to end the story but gah. Happy ending hoorah!
Whoa I'm lost... So the dude he
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