—————6 hours earlier—————
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"Gee, what's going on?" I cried at him through the transmitor. His voice was shaking with terror.
"I don't have time, please just let me speak. Something's happened...all I want is to have you here in my arms." We were both crying now. I was so confused and afraid, my breaths were coming out in sharp, jagged intakes of oxygen. It felt like the walls were closing in on me, suffocating me.

"Just remember, I will never let them take the light behind your eyes. I won't let them hurt you Frankie, because I love you. I love you so god-damned freaking much it hurts. Promise me something? Promise me that whenever you miss me, whenever you feel sad, depressed, lonely, like you just want to die? Just look up at the sky, I will be the brightest star in your eyes. I never wanted it to be this way, but things change. And people change. And even if this is the last time I ever hear your voice, I won't ever forget you. You changed me for the better...I guess you made me, me. Stay strong baby, and whenever you miss me just look up at the stars, because I will be looking up at the same sky, thinking of you, forever."

Panic coursed through my veins like lightning, striking suddenly and without warning.
"Baby, please tell me what's going on?!" I yelled, desperate for an explanation. "Where are you, I'll come find you, I'll-"
"No, you can't, it's too dangerous! I'm trying to keep you safe! Try to understand that...I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you Frankie. I honestly imagined a future with you. I'm so sorry."

I didn't know what to do. I couldn't find the words to say the thoughts in my head. I could hardly breathe. I should've been there for him...I shouldn't have let them take him. It was all my fault. And I doubted I could live with the guilt.

"Gerard, please tell me where you are! I can help you, please let me help you!" I began to scream.
"I can't! They're coming for me...I have to go. I love you so much, you know that don't you?" I nodded my head, and although he couldn't see me, the silence was enough to give him his answer. I took a deep breath, trying to hold myself together.
"I love you," I whispered, and I heard him cry out my name before the line went dead.

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Franks POV:
As I lay curled in a ball, sobbing, I imagined what they were doing to him. I should be out there. They were after me. I should've gone out there and given myself up. I could never forgive myself for letting go the only person I ever cared about. It would haunt me like a ghost, each day, replaying in my mind like a tape stuck on repeat. I caused this.

I thought back to a time when Battey City was safe. A time where children could play out in the streets, without fear of Korse or BL/nd industries terrorising them. Now it was barley a ghost of a city.

'The Fabulous Killjoys'. That's what they called us. We were supposed to save the city. There were four of us; Kobra Kid, Jet Star, Party Poison and Fun Ghoul. Frankie...
How could I save Battery City if I didn't know how to save myself?
The pain was overwhelming. Depression was crushing me, and I felt like I was drowning. Deeper and deeper into a sea of horrors. There was no way to numb the pain. So I did the only thing I could think of that would take my mind of the fact that he was gone.

I ran outside, the cold night air blowing against my face. For a second I thought about turning back, but I couldn't let them get away with this. I knew it was a suicide mission—that was the point.
However, if I was going to go, I wanted to go down in style. In a blaze of glory. I had it all planned out.

I jumped into my old Trans-Am and drove full speed ahead. I kept on driving, my fingers gripping the steering wheel so tight they turned white. As I reached the edge of the City, the tears began to fall. Slowly at first, then all at once.

I pushed down on the accelerator and aimed towards BL/nd headquarters. Full. Speed. Ahead.

I couldn't carry on without him. I knew it was the most selfish thing to do, but I didnt care. I had to end it. The pain was too much, and it was going to destroy me eventually anyway. Why not help speed up the process?

I didn't look back. I closed my eyes for the very last time, leaving just enough time to watch as the Trans-Am crashed into BL/ industries, exploding into a mass of fiery red and orange sparks. I smiled, and screamed Gerard's name before everything turned black...

Notes

Hey guys!
so I kinda forgot about my other story and I feel bad because I haven't been on here in months:'(
anyway, this is a new story. I don't know where it's headed yet, but I will try and update frequently? I suck at updating-_-
I feel like I should interact with people on here, because I havent really spoken to anyone on this site, so I have a question for you in the comments.
What are your top 3 songs by MCR?
And also, how did you 'discover' the band?
my top songs atm are
1. early sunsets over moneoeville
2. sleep
3. you know what they do to guys like us in prison
See if anyone can find their Killjoy twin?!
and how I discovered the band was I started speaking to a girl online and I thought she was really cool and I wanted to be her best friend. so I read her bio and it said she liked my chemical romance, so I tried to be cool and acted like they were my favourite band even though I had never heard of them. and she asked me what my favourite songs were and I had to Google some of their song names so it looked like I was telling the truth. I'm such an idiot. so after that I listened to welcome to the black parade, fell in love and replayed it at least 30 times. which annoyed my whole family, because I was so excited I ran around the house showing them all this amazing band.
But it was probably the best thing that's happened to me. Discovering the band really helped me through some tough times and opened my eyes to this whole scene of music and people that I am now slightly obsessed with.
Never Let Them Take You Alive-
PanikAttak signing off x