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Poisoned Blood

Holding On To You


Gerard’s eyes flew open as he heard a familiar scream come from the room beside him. He jumped up and ran in. Frank was thrashing and screaming, pulling the IVs out of his arm in the process. Gerard ran to him and pulled Frank to his chest. He shushed him and ran his fingers through Frank’s hair.

A doctor and a couple nurses ran in, grabbing all the things they needed to sedate Frank. As they went to grab Frank, Gerard let out an animalistic snarl. They backed away slowly with their hands raised. Gerard climbed into the bed and laid down, pulling Frank on top of him.

The boy soon calmed down to whimpers and gripped Gerard’s shirt. Gerard sighed and gently rubbed his thumb across Frank’s bruised cheek. He kissed Frank’s head and went back to sleep.

Frank woke up to light breaths in his ear. Panicking Frank jumped back only to cry out in pain as his battered and beaten body stretched. Gerard shot up and looked around. Once his eyes landed on Frank he immediately went to comfort him.

“Frank are you okay? Did you hurt yourself? What can I do to help?” Gerard asked frantically. Frank froze, recognizing the nasally voice.

“G-Gee?” Frank stuttered, looking up at Gerard. Gerard nodded and pushed his hair out of his face. Frank frowned slightly, taking in Gerard’s now changed features. His hair was no longer jet black but was now fire truck red but he still looked as young as Frank remembered.

“Hey Frankie.” Gerard sighed, happy that his lost love was now back.

“Your hair… What did you do to your hair?” Frank asked, running his fingers through it and tugging at it slightly. Gerard chuckled.

“Great to see you too Frank.” Gerard smiled. Frank paused and let out a small sigh before faking a smile back. He kept his eyes downcast and looked at his hands. Tiny scars covered them and on the palms of his hands sat two large scars. Frank gathered up enough strength and grabbed the hot poker, pulling it out of his chest. Frank shook his head and looked back up at Gerard. Gerard frowned and grabbed Frank’s hands. He kissed every scar and pulled Frank into a hug after.

“I missed you so much. I’m so sorry.” Gerard murmured. Frank tensed, hoping Gerard wouldn’t notice. Gerard pulled back and sighed happily. At that moment two boys walked in, one extremely pale and a arm full of tattoos and the other with caramel skin. Gerard looked over at them and smiled. “Kellin, Vic.”



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Comments

I know it's been like forever but seriously consider writing more Ive loved this story and the first one so far

Oh yay! Updates:)

And glad to have brightened your mood:)

Sorry for it doing the doubly thingy

Yo, sequels are hard. And this one is SOOO good bro, I get excited to see you post chapters.