“Why aren't you responding!?” Gerard asked for the fourth time. “Just say 'I love you too'! Like you always have! Why won't you just say that, Lyn?!” He asked, though all that followed was more silence.
“Because I can't.” Lyn-Z responded after a few long moments of silence. Gerard watched Lyn-Z moved over to the edge of the bed, hiding her bare body under the blankets as she picked her clothes up off the floor.
“Lyn...” Gerard said as he sat up and hugged her from behind, his cold chest pressing up against her back.
“Stop, Gerard. I just can't do this, it's not there anymore.” Lyn-Z said coldly as she pulled away from him and slipped on her shirt before getting up and quickly dressing herself fully. “There's nothing left in this relationship, it's just sex with no emotions. I don't love you anymore, Gerard.”
“Lyn... I can't do this without you, I can't survive without you, God, Lyn... You're my life...”
“You don't have a life, Gerard.” She said before walking out, slamming the door behind her.

Gerard felt tears welling up in his eyes. How could she do this to me? She was my everything... This is all just so sudden... She was happy five minutes ago... he thought to himself before shaking his head and getting up. The cold air brushed against his bare skin, making him shudder as he walked over to a bookshelf in the corner of his small room and grabbed a box from the top shelf. He opened it and pulled out the first compartment of it, stopping to look at a small picture of Lyn-Z he had there before ripping the picture and looking into the bottom of the box. He reached down into the box and carefully selected a large razor blade, leaving the few other razors behind. He threw the box to the floor and felt tears push their way out of his eyes as he brought the sharp metal edge to his wrist.

His arms were covered in scars and his thighs were completely torn up. He didn't even hesitate to dig the metal into his skin, making him let out a soft groan of pain as he closed his eyes and slowly dragged it over his vein. He continued to slice his arm up, no longer seeing any reason to stop. He was just about to drag the blade down his vein when his brother walked in.
“Hey, Gerar-” Mikey cut himself off once he realized what he had walked in on. “Gerard, what the fuck?! What the fuck are you doing?!” he asked as he walked over to his brother, completely disregarding the fact that Gerard was naked as he slapped the razor out of Gerard's hand. “You fucking cut yourself?!” He said as he looked over all of Gerard's scars “What the fuck?! Why didn't you tell me?!”
“...What's there to tell..?” Gerard asked quietly
“I don't know, but anything would've been better than me finding out this way! Seriously, Gerard, you need to fucking get some big ass band-aids right now!” Gerard opened his mouth to protest, though Mikey gave him a glare that made him cooperate. He walked into the bathroom connected to his room and got out a large bin of band-aids. Mikey turned on the water and pulled Gerard's wrist under it, washing away all the blood that had been clouding Gerard's wrist.

After he had washed Gerard's wrist, the two started to cover each cut with a band-aid. “I can't fucking believe you cut.” Mikey mumbled to Gerard.
“...Well, what the fuck am I supposed to do, Mikey?! What the fuck do you do when the only way to lessen how much you fucking hurt inside is by hurting yourself on the outside, huh?! Can you tell me that, fucker?!” Gerard snapped at him.
“Get over it!” Mikey yelled, shutting Gerard up. Tears started to roll down Gerard's cheeks as he looked away.
“But..” He said between sobs “How am I supposed to get over Lyn...?”
“Not like this, Gerard... This isn't going to help anything... Anyway, we only have two weeks of school left, it's not like you're going to have to put up with her too much longer. Just enjoy what time we have left.”
“Why? There's not even anyone to enjoy it with anymore. Lyn-Z was the only reason I bothered to show up to school and the only reason I wasn't beat up every single day like in freshman year.”
Mikey sighed “Just... find a way to deal with it.. Besides this, I mean. This is so fucking stupid, Gerard.”
“I wish you hadn't walked in..”
“I'm glad I did, I saw that stupid stunt you were about to pull.” He said, glaring at Gerard.
“Well-”
“You better be fucking grateful I walked in instead of mom or dad. You'd be so fucked right now. You'd probably be taken by their order to one of those nut houses. You don't want that, right?”
Gerard really would've liked that, though he wasn't about to tell Mikey that. Anywhere but in New Jersey would've been great for Gerard, he wanted to get away from it in any way, even if that meant offing himself. He was far beyond prepared for suicide, he had a note written that he had hidden away in his bottom drawer, under his clothes, and really wanted to see what death was like at this point.

“Now,” Mikey said as he finished patching up Gerard's wrist “Get the fuck to sleep, we have school in a few hours.”

Notes