Trapped In A Skeletal Coffin Called ''My Body''

~~time lapse. On stage~~

Frank's POV-

''I'M NOT OKAY!'' Gee sang into the mic, as the rest of us were playing along.

I watched him as we were playing... he's so thin, and pale... I mean he always was, but even more than usual...

''YOU WEAR ME OUT...'' He continued, and then suddenly stopped... he seemed to of forgot the words... that's very unlike him... he looked to me for help.

''WHAT WILL IT TAKE TO SHOW YOU THAT IT'S NOT THE LIFE IT SEEMS!'' I sang into my mic, and he caught on and continued.

Weird...

After the song ended, he came over to me, like he does when he says what the next song is going to be, but instead he whispered to me, ''Frankie, I feel sick.... light headed, and my stomach kills...''

He looked like he was trying not to cry.

We were ''out'' to the fans, so they knew we were together, so it was fine, when I placed my hand softly onto his forehead, which was very hot.

''We should get you to bed then... you're burning up.... we need to stop the show.'' I whispered back.

He shook his head quickly, ''No, I need to finish this... afterwards I'll take a nap before coming out to meet the fans.'' He replied, very set in his way.

''You sure?'' I asked.

He nodded, and pecked my lips before resuming his spot at the microphone.

''NEXT IS HELENA!'' He shouted.

''I WANNA HEAR YOU SING!'' He added, as the song started.

We were about halfway into the song, and as he was singing he was clutching his stomach, then he made his way over to me, and said in the beat of the song, so it wasn't the singing part, that he thinks he's going to faint, until he actually did faint... He fell backwards, and I caught him before he landed on the ground.

I looked over to Ray for help... he always knew what to do in these situations... or any situation for that matter...

He nodded towards the exit, as is to say 'go, I'll take care of the fans'.

I nodded, and picked Gee up, and carried him off the stage.

Ray's POV-

Frank carried Gerard off the stage...

I quickly took Gerard's microphone and said, ''Sorry guys! As you witnessed, Gerard fainted, he's been sick recently, so I'm so sorry that we have to cut this short, but we will still be back in 2 hours for the meet and greet... Gerard and Frank may not be there, but Mikey and I definately will be!''

Then I ran off the stage with the others, to see what the fuck is up.

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