"Who are you and why Is your number blocked?" I sign into the phone as Frank started at me with wide eyes, his hand dragging through my hair gently.

Nobody says anything on the phone and I'm about to hang up before someone whos clearly using a voice changer says, "Youre going to regret killing me friend Gerard. Just watch you're back, if I ever see you again, there will be guns involved"

The line goes dead after that, leaving me petrified as Frank pulls his hand out of my hair. I remove the phone from my ear with a shaky hand, placing on the nighstand, I then turn to Frank who is staring at me like he's just seen a ghost. "I...Gerard...you didn't...you wouldn't...did you?"

"Do what? I ask feeling a little confused.

"K..kill h-him? Jared... H-he ki-killed himself r-right?" Frank stutters. I feel a little thrown off and shocked, I don't understand why he would even think about me killing someone. I can't even hit someone without feeling a little guilty afterwords.

"n-no!" I gasp, "of course I didn't kill him! He SLIT his own wrists. Baby, why would you think that?"

"I...I don't.." he shrugs "I'm sorry."

"Its okay." I sigH an pull him into my arms. We sit there for awhile, Frank in my arms as I rock him back and forth ands I sing softly in his ear. He's almost asleep when his eyes shoot open he looks up at me, "Gee," he whispers, "my stomach"

I nod in understanding and fix him in my arms, quickly jumping off the bed and carrying him to the bathroom, he skips out of my arms and leans himself over the toilet as if it was a daily routine...which it probably is for him. I sit there behind him, just like before, stroking his hair back and kissing the back of his neck as he empitiES his stomach of remaining food.

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After Frank finisheS, I take him back to bed where he passes out before his head even hits the pilloW. I lay next to him for awhile, pushing his hair back and cuddling him into my chest until I hear the front door open, followed by familiar voices.

I kiss Frank's forehead and run upstairs to find Mikey and Pete, but I've walked in on an awkward moment. Mikey's back Is pressed up against the front door as Pete stands in front of him, completely devouring my little brother.

"Um yeah okay take it to the bedroom!" I yelp and shield my eyes. They separate from each other and turn to stare at me, both their faces flushed in embarrassment. after they calm down, we take a seat on the couch, keeping quiet as we all feel the awkward and sad tension in the air.

"Is he really gone?" I finally ask. Mikey looks up and nods taking Pete's hand in his and interlocking their fingers. Pete sighs and make deep eye contact with me, "he basically cut all the veins in his wrist Gerard, and he just...bled out for two days until somebody found him." He's near tears by time he finishes, tears already streaming down mine.

Mikey nods and I can see him squeeze Pete's hand, "It's just...Nobody would ever think that someone like Jared would just slip up and commit suicide out of nowhere. Something really fucking bad had to have happened for him to do something like this." Mikey sniffs and let's out a choked off sob, "It's just...when I saw him...I thought of you Gerard." He stands up and drops Pete's hand, throwing his arms around me and sobbing Into my neck as I hug him back.

"And...and I thought what if you were in his place ....or what if Frank was..." mikey almost screams, "I'd never be able to live with myself Gee-"

"Mikey I'm not going anywhere." I interrupt and hug him back tightly. "The only way to get rid of me is murder." After I say that Pete winces and pulls out his phone, texting someone quickly while looking anxious before shoving his phone back into his pocket .

Mikey pulls away from me and collapses back into Pete , holding onto him for dear life. We all sit in silencee, not even daring to breathe. "mikes," Pete whispers before saying something in Mikey's ear. Mikey nods and they both stand up, "We're...uh going out." Mikey announces and I nod. They're about to walk out the door, mikey walking quickly in front of Pete . Mikey slips out of the house, but Pete stays back for a minute. He looks down at me and his facial expression changes darkly, "You better fucking watch it Gerard." He whispers, "they're fucking waiting for you...They're actually debating on whether to kill you or not." "Wait what?" I gasp, not really comprehending what he just said.

"You'll find out in good time GeeGee..." he smirks before rushing out the door after mikey

Notes

I might be away fora while so I won't be able to uupdate as often
Sorry for the shortness of this chapter