Falling from Grace...
Now Come One Come All to This Tragic Affair..
Beep /\_/\_/\_/\_/\ Beep
I sat and watched Franks heart monitor because I didn’t want to cry again. Frank is currently in a coma after trying to shoot himself, why the hell would he do that anyways! My head fell into my hands again as I recalled the last time I saw Frank awake.
Me and Lindsey were walking out of the reception hall as people waved bye. I looked around to find my best friend. “Whats got you so distracted Gerard?” Lindsey said to me as we walked over to the limo.
I looked at her, “Did you see Frank at all tonight?” She shook her head. “Not that I know of. He looked sick during the wedding though.” I sighed, “Do you mind if we stop by his house to see if he went home and make sure he’s alright?” she shook her head and smiled.
We got into the limo and started to drive to Franks house. I grabbed the phone and decided to try and call him.
"Hey you’ve reached the worlds coolest guitarst Frank Iero! I’m obviously not here so leave a message assholes!"
"Pick up your phone Frank. By the way, you seriously need a new message, you sound like your fourteen.” I laughed nervously. Why was I so nervous? I sighed and hung the phone up.
“Didn’t pick up hu…” Lindsey said.
I sighed….yet again. “No he didn’t. I’m getting worried Lindsey, what if something happened to him?” I said freaking out.
She placed her hands on my shoulders, “Relax Gerard, he’s gunna be fine. Maybe he hooked up with one of my friends at the wedding.” She joked. I couldn’t laugh though, I knew Frank; he wouldn’t do that. We arrived at Franks house, but what was weird was all the lights were off.
I looked at my watch, “Its only like what…7:30.” I quickly walked up the steps to the door, and looked inside.
Its quiet dark for 7:30 in here. Shit, I turned on the light and what I saw before me made my heart stop.
Frank was leaning back on his couch with a gun to his head, and tears streaking down his face. I saw his lips move and I heard him say, “I love you Gerard” I ran for him.
“Frankie NO!” I pushed him but he pulled the trigger. His hand dropped and the bullet shot out, going through his chest and tearing through it. His head hit the floor pretty hard, when i looked down a small pool of blood started to form.
Xx~~~End Flashback~~~xX
“God this is all my fault…” I said as I reached over and held his hand. “I’m so sorry Frankie….i’m so sorry…”
I sat and watched Franks heart monitor because I didn’t want to cry again. Frank is currently in a coma after trying to shoot himself, why the hell would he do that anyways! My head fell into my hands again as I recalled the last time I saw Frank awake.
Me and Lindsey were walking out of the reception hall as people waved bye. I looked around to find my best friend. “Whats got you so distracted Gerard?” Lindsey said to me as we walked over to the limo.
I looked at her, “Did you see Frank at all tonight?” She shook her head. “Not that I know of. He looked sick during the wedding though.” I sighed, “Do you mind if we stop by his house to see if he went home and make sure he’s alright?” she shook her head and smiled.
We got into the limo and started to drive to Franks house. I grabbed the phone and decided to try and call him.
"Hey you’ve reached the worlds coolest guitarst Frank Iero! I’m obviously not here so leave a message assholes!"
"Pick up your phone Frank. By the way, you seriously need a new message, you sound like your fourteen.” I laughed nervously. Why was I so nervous? I sighed and hung the phone up.
“Didn’t pick up hu…” Lindsey said.
I sighed….yet again. “No he didn’t. I’m getting worried Lindsey, what if something happened to him?” I said freaking out.
She placed her hands on my shoulders, “Relax Gerard, he’s gunna be fine. Maybe he hooked up with one of my friends at the wedding.” She joked. I couldn’t laugh though, I knew Frank; he wouldn’t do that. We arrived at Franks house, but what was weird was all the lights were off.
I looked at my watch, “Its only like what…7:30.” I quickly walked up the steps to the door, and looked inside.
Its quiet dark for 7:30 in here. Shit, I turned on the light and what I saw before me made my heart stop.
Frank was leaning back on his couch with a gun to his head, and tears streaking down his face. I saw his lips move and I heard him say, “I love you Gerard” I ran for him.
“Frankie NO!” I pushed him but he pulled the trigger. His hand dropped and the bullet shot out, going through his chest and tearing through it. His head hit the floor pretty hard, when i looked down a small pool of blood started to form.
Xx~~~End Flashback~~~xX
“God this is all my fault…” I said as I reached over and held his hand. “I’m so sorry Frankie….i’m so sorry…”
9/16/13