The Poets Screamed For Us

"FRANK!"
Frank jumped at the sound of Gerard yelling his name when he walked through the door.
He knew what he had done and he was nervous about Gerard finding out.
"Look, before you say anything, I did it because I love you."
Gerard rolled his eyes at him.
"Well, I already talked to the doctor. The treatments been cancelled, and you're getting your money back."
Frank felt a pang in his chest.
"Gerard.." Gerard turned and began to walk away.
"GERARD!" He finally stopped walking, and turned back around to face the smaller man.
"What? Do you think you're going to be able to change my mind? There's nothing you can do about it, Frank. I'm going to die. I'm going to fucking die and I'm not going to let you spend thousands of money on some treatment that may not even save my life. So give it up." He spat at him, then continued walking.

Frank was at a loss of words. This was it. He was going to lose the love of his life, and there was nothing else he could do about it. He wasn't going to force Gerard into something he didn't want to do.
All Frank could do is watch him die.

No.. he couldn't do that. He had to try!
He dropped his keys on the table by the door, then ran to Gerard's room.
He flung the door open and Gerard looked up at him from his place on his bed.
"Gerard... there has to be something! If not the treatment, then something else. Look, we can talk to the doctor, there's got to be something else-"
"No, Frank. I'm not going to waste my last few weeks alive suffering all for the slight chance that I may live just a little bit longer. Now please, I just really want to be alone right now."

Frank slowly walked out of Gerard's room and into his own. He laid down on his bed and rubbed his eyes with his hands. He felt tears start to escape and run down his cheek.
He couldn't just watch this happen. He needed Gerard to realize how much he needed him. How much he loved him.

He pushed himself off of his bed, and made his way into the bathroom. He opened the medicine cabinet and pulled out a large bottle of sleeping pills, and went back into his room. He grabbed a handful and swallowed them dry, the only sound throughout the room was his quiet sobs.
His vision started to blur and he heard a voice next to him. He glanced over to see Gerard standing next to him, waving his hands and talking.
"Frank! Oh god, no! Baby why would you do this?"
"I.. I can't do it, Gerard. I'll never do it. I'll never make it alone."

Notes

I am super sorry for not updating in like.. 18 days..
I have finally gotten back from vacation so updates should be more often, but if they aren't don't worry, I am not done with this fic yet c:
Also... I met Frank two days ago and he signed my arm and I got it tattooed (:
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