The death of Frank Iero.

Gerard returned the tight hold, not planning in letting go untill Frank was ready. He just wanted Frank to get on with it. He was hoping for nothing more than the real Frank hugging his arms around him so he could feel the real embrace: but Gerard understood that Frank was scared. It was a good few minuets before Frank loosend his grip on Gerard, only to grip tightly on his own hand again.

"ok" Frank nodded, showing Gerard a brave smile. One hand gripped tighter on Gerards while his other moved slowly towards his body. He slowly wraped his hand around his arm and squeezed his eyes shut, while Gerard held his breath. Nothing seemed to be happening though. Frank peeked his eyes open to look down on himself and see his body still lying there, still looking lifeless.

"Do you feel any different or anything?" Gerard asked expecting Frank to vanish then flash back awake on the hospital bed

"No" Frank frowned. What am i meant to do now? Nothings working?"

Gerard just looked down into Franks eyes with sorrow. This kid didnt deserve everything he was going through, but how the hell does he get back in his own body? Gerard honestly had no idea what to say to Frank, however he couldnt let him down now. Theyve come to far to quit now.

"Ill think of somthing Frank. I promise!"

Notes

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