Sing It Out

The darkness was blissful, the darkness was sweet, the darkness was home. This was where I belonged, alone and isolated without a care in the world. Many times I have witnessed near-death but none like this, it was pure black and nothing was to be seen, as if I was in my old school hall and all the lights were off. I try to take a step into the unknown before a click came from behind me. I subconsciously turned and was blinded by the colour of red. Why red? What's so special about fucking red?! 
I try to turn back but it was as if I was being pushed against an invisible wall, all of my body would not move an inch.  I struggled and strained but nothing would move, not a single muscle. It was then when a scene began to unfold. A picture was forming, almost like a painting but with the dullest of colours. It didn't take me long to recognise where I was. 
I was at Gerard's house. 
I watched as he came slowly round the corner and stopped, only to break down onto his knees, crying. What is going on?!
"Gerard!" I cried, yet he didn't hear me. I shouted his name several times before I realised that I was only here to watch this happen. Is this in the past? A distant memory? Is it the present or yet still, is it the future? I'm not sure. But it was then when Gerard opened his mouth that I realised what it was. 
"I'm so sorry Frank! I should've fought for you! Please forgive me, I love you!" he cried out and paused for a second. 
"What I wouldn't give to hear you say those words to me, or to say anything." he finished before fading away. 
This was present time. 
Was I really dead?
For the first time in my life, I didn't want to die. I wanted to live, I want to have a long, happy life with this man that's crying over my own stupid actions. 
What I did was wrong and I didn't stop to think of the consequences. 
Another scene began to unfold, but this time a TV screen was visable, as if I was watching it in my apartment. 
'Frank Iero, former guitarist of My Chemical Romance and long time partner to Gerard Way has tragically attempted to take his own life, earlier today. The landlord confirmed this after he heard screams of distress and later came rushing into his apartment from which he found Mr Iero, passed out on the floor after taking a lethal overdose. There is little hope for his recovery and has been put in a induced coma, whether he wakes from this coma is uncertain, his friends, family and partner have been told.' was the report. 

I might not survive. I'm going to die for sure, but I don't want to! I've realised what I have done is wrong, but I can't leave now. After what everyone has done, Gerard saving me multiple times and Bob...
I can't die. Not yet. 
"I DONT WANT TO DIE!" I shout from my subconsciousness. Everything seemed to change and suddenly I felt this breath of fresh air on my face as I'm once again met with the colour red. 
"Wake up." came the voice in a whisper. I took a step closer. 
"What?"
"You've got to wake up." 
"Wake up,"
"I can't-"
"DAMNIT FRANK WAKE UP!" was the final cry I heard before a blinding light took over me. 


"Urrgh-" I mumbled a my vision returned. The bright light was slowly fading away above me before all I could see was a lamp above me. What was this? Wait- stupid question. The familiar smell came sweeping into my nostrils. 
"When I said 'I hope I see you again!' last time, I didn't mean like this!" came a half sad, half sarcastic voice from beside me. I turned until I was met with a familiar face.  Doctor Sykes. 
"Oli-" was all I managed. 
"Shush, you're weak, you've been out for weeks now, almost a month," he began as he flipped through his notes. 
"Your boy has been in here constantly. He's out for a coffee run but apart from them, he's always here." he explained. That could only be one man. 
Gerard. 
"Gerard?!" I said as loud as I could I. Shock. The doctor returned a genuine smile and nodded his head. 
"He's such a nice person, he'd do anything for you." He sighed before putting his papers back onto the desk next to him. 
"Right, you should be fine for now, we've managed to get all of the drugs out of your system so they won't be any trouble to you anymore. Just promise me to never do that again?" He pleaded to me. I then realised he's another person that gives a shit about me, how wrong I was a month ago. 
"I promise, we shall never meet in this kind of situation ever again!" I smiled and he chuckled at my comment.  The door budged slightly open as Oli moved over to the other side of the room. 
'Ill leave you two to it!' He mimed at me, he's a cool guy. 
The door opened more and a sleek figure stepped through. This was a different man to what I've ever seen before. He used to be pure black, my raven. But he's not that anymore. 
He's my fire boy. 

He was dressed in grey skinny jeans that were ripped at the knees, compete with a black shirt, green military jacket and -
Bright red hair. 
He looked mature, grown up, handsome and beautiful. My mouth opened and closed as he gasped at my awakening. 
"Gerard-" I breathed and before I knew it, arms were being wrapped around me and a head was being buried in the crook of my neck. I was so happy I could cry. 
I was alive and in the arms of the man I have loved for so long. 
"Frank! Frankie, my beautiful boy, you're alive! I'm so sorry for not seeing you for so long-"
"That was never your fault, I was a coward and tried to run from my problems. That was the most terrible decision I have ever made." I explained
"Nonetheless, not a day went by without me not loving you, it was always you and it will continue to be that way. I don't know why they did that shitty report on me, but I never forgot that you have my heart, and everything that makes me, me." He said as tears began to form. I stared into his gorgeous hazel eyes that have never lost their light, they've always been stunning to me. 
"No matter what happens, you've always got me." I confirmed. 
"And you always have me" Gerard replied as our lips collided for the first time in many, many years.

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