If only I knew he was going to visit the hanging tree.

(all past parts of the story will have * written beside the start of it)
*Gerard had brought his friend and little brother Mikey with us to the park. Mikey was honestly adorable he was three years younger than Gerard making him 13 (at the time) , he was nerdy like his brother and had these glasses that literally hung off his face and he constantly lifted them up. I liked frank he was really one of Gerard’s only friend other than me and Mikey. “So Jane what bands do you like” frank asked sitting down agent a tree along with Gerard Mikey and I. “um I like pink floyed, the misfits, smashing pumpkins, Metallica, Radiohead, the Beatles, iron butterfly, deep purple, and Marilyn Manson” I thought of most of the bands I liked. “Nice choices” he smirked “so do you like rocky horror or dawn of the dead?” he asked “they’re literally my life” I laughed “you’re quite the girl” frank smiled at Gerard “told you she was amazing” Gerard exclaimed. I giggled at his enthusiasm over me. After that day I became closer to all of them. Mikey was also like my little brother that I always took care of. And frank was my older brother who tried to take care of me.
(Present)
I stopped by the nearest liquor store and bought a bottle of vodka. I also stopped at the gas station and got a few looks coming in with a bottle of vodka and purchasing a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. I headed of to our spot in the woods, the place with the big willow tree that we always sat under. That’s where most of our memories together were made. Frank, Gerard, and Mikey, taught me how to play guitar. We all had our fun there and now I think this will be my drinking place. I sat down under the dree and opened the bottle of vodka. I took my first swig and felt the burning sensation in my mouth. Gerard would be mad at me for drinking, my father was an alcoholic and drank all his problems away. Guess like father like daughter. I sighed and though of Mikey, the poor boy lost his oldest and only brother. He missed him so much. Mikey was the one that found him. He was in his room hanging from the support beam by a rope. He must have been traumatized, Mikey called 911, then his parents then me. I called frank and we all rushed to the hospital. When I got there I can remember seeing his face. He was paler than ever and his lips were a pale blue and purple. He had a blue and purple bruise going all around his neck. I can still feel his soft skin agents mine when I was holding his hand. Frank just stood there holding me and Mikey. Mikey clung on to me like he was about to be taken away. And frank just stood there like a guard trying to make us okay. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I was startled by the harsh sound of franks voice. “I could ask you the same” I said eyeing the bottle of tequila he was holding in his hand. “You shouldn’t be drinking your problems away” he said trying to take the vodka from my hands, “you were about to do the same god damn thing frank” I said glaring at him. “Fuck Maggie! You can’t just suddenly start this” he said rubbing his head. “Oh my fucking god frank you’re doing the same thing!” I yelled at him. “Why do you even care? Just mind your own fucking business! ” I could feel the tears well up in my eyes. “Because he gave me this!” he yelled throwing a crumpled piece of paper at my feet. I leaned over and picked it up. I opened it, it was a letter from Gerard to frank that he wrote before he killed himself. “Dear frank, I’m sorry I did this. I love all of you so mush and I can’t wait to meet again someday. i need you to do me a favor, I need you to take care of Maggie and make sure she doesn’t do anything dumb or something as dumb as I did. Frank I love her so much, so please look after yourself and her. Also make sure Mikey doesn’t stop striving for something good. Don’t let him get depressed and sad please. I love you. –Gerard” I started full on sobbing. Frank collapsed in front of me on his knees. He dropped his tequila bottle and started crying. I got up on my knees and wrapped my arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around my waist and started rocking me back and forth. He had begun sobbing also. “he-he didn’t even write me a letter” I cried out. “y-yes he did” he sobbed back. I pulled back “what do you mean?” I sniffled “I have it I was told to give it to you after today” he wiped his eyes and pulled an envelope out of his suit pocket. “Maggie where do I begin…I love you so much and I will always love you.im sorry but in cannot take this pain anymore. I hope you can find someone who loved you as much as I did. I love you and I’m sorry.” I started crying again, I felt franks arms wrap around me. I crawled back to the tree. Frank appeared beside me, I grabbed the bottle of vodka and took a drink. I pulled the pack of smokes from my pocket and the lighter. I put the smoke in my mouth and began to light it. I inhaled and immediately began to feel dizzy. I looked at frank “why do I feel dizzy” I asked “well you just drank some vodka and this is your first time smoking so you also have head rush” he smiled. That was the first smile I’ve seen frank give in 3 days. I smiled back, “hand me one of your smokes” he asked putting his hand out.

Notes

hope you guys liked the chapter!! peace out killjoys!