Because I'm Broken

Gerard's POV:

I watched as the comments rolled in. I had just confirmed the breakup of My Chemical Romance. My phone began to ring, startling me. I looked at the number. It was my now ex-boyfriend, Frank. I was tempted to decline, but I couldn't.
"Hello?" I said, my voice shaking.
"Hi Gerard." Gerard. He called me Gerard. Yes, that is my name, and yes, we broke up, but ten years of him calling me Geebear made Gerard hurt like a bullet.
"You called me Gerard," I stated, barely managing those words without crying.
"Yes. That's your name, isn't it?" He asked
"Yes it is, Frankie," I managed. Dammit. Frankie was my nickname for him. I should've called him Frank.
"So, don't you think you dragged out the part of MCR being dead a little too long?" He asked. He was irritated.
"Possibly."
"And what about the part where you told me that we were nothing?"
"Frank, I-"
"No! I put effort and my soul into that relationship. And the band. We were nothing to you. You said it yourself."
"Maybe you were nothing to me! Maybe you still are!" I screamed at him. I shouldn't have said that. I didn't mean it.
"Come over to my house, Gerard. I'm not arguing over the phone."
"Okay," I whispered, and hung up. I cried until I pulled into his driveway.o

Notes

This is so short. Sorry. Leave a comment and I'll try to update as many times as possible. :)
-Cai