Dear diary,
I'm happy. Don't get me wrong, everything has been getting in the way of me and Frankie being together. Ouch, everything. I love him, and nothing can stop us from be together. Nothing. I love him, he's amazing. Everything to me.
Love, Gerard

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"Frank," Gerard whispered, then connecting there lips, "f-Frank!," he wouldn't wake. He shook his body, then moving to sit on top of him. Nothing. His body seemed lifeless. Tears fell from Gerard's eyes, leaning down. Touching his cold and lifeless body, kissing his lips. Kissing down his jaw line, hoping he'd flinch. Gerard cried on franks chest, "I love you".

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Gerard opened his eyes, shooting out of his bed, turning on his light looking at the clock, 10:48am. It'd been two months sense Frank left. Tears fell from Gerard eyes, just thinking about him. The letter. He grabbed the letter from his nightstand reading it over, again.

Dear Gerard,

I love you. I love you so much. I don't want to do this but, my mom and I are moving to New York. She's making me come with her. Where going to live in some farm. I'm going to miss you, you're smile, your eyes, your hair, your laugh, your happiness, your joy, and everything in between. I'm gonna miss the touch of your skin on mine. I love you more than everything. I just want you to be happy without me there. I love you.

-xo Frank

Frank disappeared in November, it was now Christmas break. His heart ached at the thought of Frank gone missing. He'd no clue where he went but the school sure as hell did, which hurt Gerard even more. He knew his Frank wouldn't just leave him.

Gerard sighed getting out of bed, changing into a pair of black skinny jeans and Frank's old blue sweater. He walked into of his bathroom, brushing his hair a bit. Then walking out of the bathroom then into the hallway going down the stairs.

He went into the kitchen getting some coffee in a travel mug getting ready to leave.

"Where are you going," Emily said sternly.

"Christ you scared me," he chuckled, "I'm going Christmas shopping,".

"Whatever," she rolled eyes, hold her pregnant belly, Gerard shrugged, putting on his shoes and coat exiting the house.

Gerard put in his earbuds listening to Green Day heading to the train station, checking the next train to New York City.

When he arrived he sat down falling asleep.

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Frank started coughing out blood in his sleep, chocking on his own blood. Blood was coming out of the sides of his mouth touching Gerard's hand waking him up.

"Mikey!," Gerard yelled sitting up, " call 911,".

He sat up Frank watching the blood spill from his mouth. Tears fall from Gerard's eyes, "come on Frankie don't die on me," he grabbed Frank hand which was covered in blood. Frank's body began to fall. It was lifeless.

Gerard cried, kissing Frank's bloody lips one more time.

"You can't save Gerard," Frank stood at the end of there bed, "you've never been able to save me".

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"Sir," the man sitting next to him shaking Gerard's body, "we're here," Gerard gave him a fake smile, "thanks man,". Gerard stood up walking out of the the train car.

He sighed walking on the busy streets of New York looking at the stores going inside, shopping for Christmas. His first Christmas without his mother.

He walked into a maternity store picking up some dresses for Emily. He knew what Emily liked and he knew her sense of style a bit, so hopefully she'll like it. His favorite, had to been the navy one with the flowers. He loved it.

He walked a couple blocks over a finding a coffee shop, he loved coffee. He walked in looking around. He came across the left corner at the store if the store in the he back filed with mugs, he found one for his father that said 'worlds okayest dad' he chuckled picking it up.

After buying something everyone except Mikey, he stopped at a small comic shop. He looked at the door "it closes at 2:00 I have three minutes," he mumbled then walking in.
"Sorry man," the small man putting away comics, " we're clos-,". He made eye contact with Gerard. There eyes meeting. An overwhelming feeling came over the both of them. Love.

The small men, jumped in his arms. Not being able to let go. Tears running down there faces. "Gerard. I missed you. I missed you so much," he cried into his chest.

"I missed you too, Frankie,".

Notes

hey i am back, i like third person alot sorry