I Will Follow You into the Dark

GERARD POV

I never saw it coming. Frank, my fairy, never saw it coming. I blamed myself.

As as soon as I heard the impact of Frank's small body on the front of the car, I knew that my world had completely changed in an instant, a breath, a heartbeat.

"Frank!" I screamed, rushing to his side. The car had stopped and was pulled over to the side of the road. A tall man got out.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Oh my god, I'm sorry," the man repeated over and over. I waved him off with merely a motion with my hand. My fingers fluttered to Frank's jawline, where I felt no pulse. An icy-cold, icy-hot hand gripped my heart with such force that I felt as though I couldn't breath.

"Holy shit. I'm sorry."

As the man spoke those words, he reached into his jeans pocket and flipped open his phone, presumably calling 911. I could barely hear the man's voice on the phone because my heartbeat was so loud in my ears.

Frank's arms were tucked under him and his legs were bent at a weird angle. No, no, no. This could not be fucking real.

His dyed black hair was matted and stained with blood coming from a cut on his forehead. His skinny jeans were ripped at the knees and his elbows were bleeding.

The faint ring of sirens wailed in my ears. I stayed by his side.

Three men hopped out of the back and rushed to my boyfriend's side. My eyes never left Frank's closed ones in hope that they would open. They never did.

"No pulse. Possibly a few shattered ribs, shattered pelvis. Get the defibrillator now. We could still shock him back to life, although it is not likely," one of the men rattled off. Then he turned to me.

"Are you the boyfriend...?" he asked. I nodded quickly.

"We are going to take him to the hospital in the ambulance. Will you ride with us?" I never said yes so quickly in my life.

Notes

I'm not sure how I feel about this...
tell me what you think and if I should keep going!
thanks killjoys