It's Time

~Time Lapse/At The Ways'~

Frank's POV
Mikey has been talking to me ever since we got home. Now I'm starting to get a headache from it. "Ugh, Mikey, stop talking. Give me a break will ya?" He obeyed and left to go into his room.

I decided to go check on Gerard. I walked down stairs into his rom. "Gerard? Where are you?" I got no answer. Fuck Gerard. NO. Don't actually fuck him.. Oh my fucking frick. I'm having one of the most stupidest conversations with myself. I do wonder what it'd be like to fuck him though. Moving on.. "Gerard! Where the fuck are you?" No answer, again. I turned on his light and still he wasn't in his room. I checked his pile of blankets on his bed, and he wasn't in them. FUCK... I hissed, where could he have gone!? I called once more, heading to his bathroom, slightly. "Gerard? Are you in your bathroom?" ...."Gee? Please answer me..." I waited for a reply. None. He didn't reply. I though I heard soft sobbing in his bathroom. Instead of knocking, I barged right into his bathroom.

"Gerard.." I gasped. I looked at him, he looked back at me. We're looking into each others eyes. He tried to hide his knife, I tried to calmly fast walk toward him. Fail. More of a run. Which probability freaked him...Ugh, Frank don't scare people. "Gerard, give me the knife. Please." He shook his head 'No'. I sighed. "Gerard...please don't do this. I promise I will not tell anybody that you cut yourself. Only if you give me your knife. And that includes other knife as well. Got it?" I heard him sigh and he slowly pulled out his hand. I reached forward to grab it. He said. "No." No? Why no? Gee, you just told me yes! He retreated his hand. I softly groaned. "Gerard. Your not making any sense." He smirked at me. I growled, I tried to make it quiet. But of curse he heard it. I must've left the door open because he threw the knife onto his bed, in his room. I looked at him, then his bed, back at him. I got up, and walked to his bed. Looked for the knife and when I went back to the bathroom the door was shut. Then a locking noise clicked in the door's lock. "Gerard!" I hissed. "Open the god damn door, right now." I heard him opening up drawers and some even closing.

I banged on his bathroom door. No answer or sign from Gerard. I yelled for Mikey. "Mikey! Come here now, and bring your phone!!" Next thing I know, Mikey is here with his cell phone, I'm explaining to him. Everything but Gerard cutting, I just made up a lame excuse. I walked out of the bathroom's door way so Mikey is the closest now. I heard him whisper. "Gerard, please open up. Tell us, tell me, or even Frank whatever is wrong. You know we would. Please. Come on Gee. For me?" I even heard Mikey start to silently whimper.

The door unlocked, and Gerard with tears down his face is out now. Mikey hugged his older brother, and his brother hugged back. I saw Gerard mouth, 'Come here.' So I did.

He handed me 3 bottles of pills. One is almost empty, second one is full-except for some are gone, and the third only has a couple left. He murmured into my ear. "Take this, and hide them from Mikey. Let me have them twice a day though. Okay. No more than twice." I nodded.

I went upstairs to think for a little bit.

What should I do?
Tell Mikey?
No, Gerard would be mad at me.
But then again, it's for the better.
And never the worse.

I decided to go back down stairs to the Ways'.
When I was about to open Gerard's door, I heard some yelling and sounds like somebody is about to cry? I don't know...

All I hear is, "-I never knew you did this Gee! I would've tried to help, you know!! Please don't do this!! You can't do this to yourself."
I decided I should walk in. I did just that.

I walked into the room, and Mikey turned towards me, Gee was already facing me. Mikey was the first to talk, "You knew!!??!" About what?? "About wh-?" I was cu off by Mikey. "Gerard and his self harm!!" I took a step back from his anger. "I-I just found o-out Mikey...R-Really, I-I just d-did.." I gulped, I cannot handle a lot of screaming or yelling. It just makes me stutter. I heard footsteps walking me then a quick, "NO."

Gerard grabbed Mikey before Mikey could slap or o whatever h was planning to do. Mikey was trying to get out of Gerard's grip. "Let me go, Gee. Let. Me. Go. Please.." I took some more steps back. I said. "Mikey calm down. I'm sorry I didn't tell you five minutes ago."

Mikey escaped from Gerard's grip. And yelled. "Don't touch me.." Gerard nodded. Mikey turned back to me. "Look, I'm sorry Frank.. It's just sometimes, I get some outbursts of anger piled up in me. And I-it just explodes all at once...S-Sorry." I nodded my head a little. "..It's alright, but, please try to control your anger. Please, for Gerard and I. Okay?"

He nodded.
Gerard looked at all three of us.
I was just shocked. At how much fucking stuff happened to us today.

*Do you remember that day when we met,
you told me this gets harder,
well it did,been holding on forever,
promise me that when I'm gone you'll kill my enemies,
the damage you've inflicted, temporary wounds,
I'm coming back from the dead and I'll take you home with me,
I'm taking back the life you stole.*

Notes

Some lyrics, like the title and end of this chapter, are from 'It's Not A Fashion Statement, It's A Deathwish'
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