Death is Inevitable

Frank pov


I slowly open my eyes, getting a slight headache from the blinding white lights that line the ceiling of this 'cage' I'm in.

Where am I?!

Why am I here?!

I sit up suddenly, my face filled with worry. Slowly turning my head to examine the place I've been put in, my thoughts come racing back to me. The needle, seeing Gerard bruised and laying on the ground helpless and suddenly blacking out. I remember walking into the room and then suddenly being given a shot, and then I don't remember anything after that, it's all like it was a dream though, not like it actually happened.

I still don't know where I am though. I'm in a room with all white walls, and two white hanging lights above me, that will just about blind you if you look straight up at them. I also see a single twin sized bed in the corner on the right side of the room. It has light blue sheets, with what looks like a few blood stains on it. Gross, don't they wash anything in this room? My old room looks like a five star hotel compared to this room.

There's a small, silver toilet on the other side of the room with a tiny sink placed directly next to it. Weird, I didn't have a bathroom in my old room, I wonder why there's one in this room. I also notice that there's a small wooden 'nightstand' if you can even call it that, standing next to the small twin sized bed. The room smells funny, like death. I wonder how many people have died in here. It could be up to twenty people or just five, I guess I'll never know.

I stand up, still going to try to go through with my plan of breaking Gerard and Mikey out, even if I'm locked up too. I walk over to the door, while trying to devise a plan in my head and reach for the door handle and turning it without thinking. It doesn't open.

"What the..?" I question, looking more closely at the doorknob to see what could be wrong with it. I try to turn it again, a little more forcefully this time and it still doesn't budge.

"Why won't you open!" I yell at the door, like it will actually hear me.

That's when reality hits me. I feel like I knew it this while time, but just now it's really starting to sink in.
"I'm locked in." I whisper to myself, getting more and more scared by the minute.

I slide down the wall, my back pressed against it, and bring my hands up to my face, cupping my cheeks as my breathing becomes quicker. The room seems to shrink to half the size it was before, and I grab one of the walls, pressing my head against it and still breathing quickly. My lungs seem to collapse in my body, making it that much harder to breathe, and I collapse to the ground, just like it feels as my lungs have done.

"Ah!!!" I scream into my fists, just needing to let some anger and frustration out. I roll onto my back and stare up at the ceiling, trying to calm myself down.

"I don't know how I'm going to make it in here for the rest of my life, I just don't know how." I mumble to myself, defeated.



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I'm now laying on the bed when I hear a knock on my door, and I jump a little, startled by the noise when it seems like I've been in silence forever.

"Frank Iero?" A familiar voice asks, as they walk through the door.

I look up and see its a smiling Dr. Rider. Someone I haven't missed at all.

"I haven't seen you in forever, I'm guessing that you'd like to know where you are?" He asks, and I nod frantically, despite how much I despise the man.

"Well, you're locked away this time. You won't be able to freely walk around the facility, as those privileges have been taken away from you since you succeeding at escaping once. You'll be in here 24/7. You'll have food brought to you and you already have been provided with a restroom in your room, as you can tell. You also will not have to go to therapy this time, but before you get excited, let me finish. Therapy will be coming to YOU. You'll have it twice a week, for a few hours, and I suggest you don't complain because otherwise we will take away the only thing you have to look forward to." He finishes.

"And, what would that be?" I say in an irritated tone.

"Well, I'm glad you asked," he says sarcastically. "You will be able to have a visiting day with Gerard or Mikey every three weeks. You can choose either one and you may end up with it twice in three weeks depending on if you choose that person and they choose to see you too." He says, and I feel excitement build up in me, but I try not to show my emotion.

"Is that all?" I ask, emotionless.

"Yes, that is all. I hope you enjoy the rest of your day." He spits out, irritated by my emotionless expression.

"Oh wait one more thing," He starts. "Who do you choose to see?"

"Gerard."

"Ok. That'll be all." He says and turns away curtly and unlocks the door, leaving me alone in the room with only my thoughts. This is how I'll get to see Gerard, this is the only thing I will live for.



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Gerard pov

I'm sitting in my room, alone, thinking about how Frank is when I hear a knock at my door.
"Gerard?" A voice says and they open the door.

"I need to speak with you." They say, and I look up and see that it's Dr. Rider.

"Yes?"

"I have already gone and told Frank this, but I believe I haven't told you yet. Every three weeks, you will get a visiting day with Frank or Mikey and it will be day and night. If Frank chooses to see you, and you choose to see him over Mikey, you will get two days to see each other instead, but if you don't strictly follow each rule, you will not be given this privilege. Understand?" He says curtly and I nod, trying to keep in my excitement.

"Yes, I understand"

"So who would you like to see?"

"Frank." I say, and it takes most of my self control to try not to jump around from excitement.
"I think you will be happy to know that he chose to see you too, so you will have two full days together."
He turns away and leaves me in here to think about what just happened. I get to see Frank.

Notes

I've been trying to update every day so I may have another update by tonight, but I'm not sure yet it may be tomorrow.

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