If you'll be my star, I'll be your sky! (Frerard)

“Care to explain why you just ran off without a fucking word?” Gerard asked angrier than I’ve ever seen him before. So last time you knew we set off to get me a job with him right? Well you see my head wouldn’t have that. I heard voices telling me we spend too much time together and it’s not healthy. With Gerard having a different job we were most likely to last. “I-“ Gerard raised his eyebrows for me to finish my sentence but I was at a loss for words. I sighed. “Look we spend too much time together and this would make it worse-“ “WHAT?!?! Are you saying you’re sick of me? That we shouldn’t spend so much time together? Do you even love me?” Shit he got it all wrong. “No I do love you it’s just-“ “Just what Frank? I’m not good enough to be around all the time? I will tell you what? How about I just move out? How’s that? Less time with me! Actually I have a better idea. WE ARE OVER!” FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK! “No please, You promised me this morning you’d never leave!” Looks like my dream was trying to tell me something then. Maybe not that he was going to kill me or he was cheating. Wait he’s not going to kill me right? “Yeah well things have changed.”

I sat there crying for ages while he was packing. I couldn’t move. “Goodbye Frank.” Then he walked out of the bedroom. I felt a massive rush and stood up and bolted down the stairs and jumped onto Gerard’s back which caused him to fall flat on the floor. “NO! YOU’RE NOT ALLOWED TO LEAVE ME! I LOVE YOU!” I started to really cry hard and I couldn’t breathe. Gerard pushed me off and muttered the word shit. Well I think he did. I wasn’t sure. He grabbed me and pulled onto the sofa. “Frankie just breathe with me, okay?” I nodded and tried to copy his actions but I failed. “Listen, I’m not going to leave you. I promise I will stay. Just breathe with me. Come on Frankie. In, out, in, out. That’s it. I love you. In, out, in, out.” Once I’d finally got my breathing back under control Gerard stood up and grabbed his suitcase. My eyes went wide and he smiled at me. “I’m taking it back to our room. Want to come?” I nodded and he grabbed my hand as we made our way back to our room. Once he’d packed his things away he laid next to me on the bed. “I’m sorry Frankie. I understand where you are coming from now. I just thought..........Never mind. I’m NOT going anywhere. I’m where I’m meant to be now. I see that. I love you so fucking much it hurts and I’m sorry for causing that panic attack. I didn’t meant to.” I wanted to respond but I couldn’t. My mind was going fuzzy. I could barely hear what he was saying. I felt him move from next to me and was now staring into my eyes which I couldn’t blink for some reasons. My eyes started to burn because of it. I could see his mouth moving and he used his hand to wave in front of me and I still couldn’t respond. Why?

I saw the panic on his face as he got up and rushed for his phone. He was talking fast I think. Why couldn’t I even hear him? What the hell is wrong with me?He ran a hand though his hair and then he hung up. I saw him fall to the ground on his knees and he stayed there for a while. Still I couldn’t move. He looked up at me and I could tell he was crying. Again I still couldn’t move. He said something to me and left the room. He came back less than a minute later with Mikey and Ray. Ray approached me while Mikey held Gerard. Ray started to says something. I don’t know if he was talk to me or not. He frowned from something Gerard said. Then all of sudden I heard Gerard say ”This is all my fault!” I managed to finally open my mouth to say something but all that came out was blood. I knew it was blood because Ray stood up and his blue jeans were stained red. The last thing I saw before I blacked out was Gerard’s facial expression and let me tell you it was enough to break even the most heartless person’s heart shatter into pieces.

Notes

Not even sorry.
What do you think is wrong with Frankie?