"Oi!" Frank shouted, shaking Gerard by the shoulders, "Lazy fuck! Wake up!"
"Frank…" whined Gerard, pulling the flowery blanket over his head.
"Gerard, get up. I'm hungry and wanted breakfast, so I made toast: eat yours before it goes cold you fuck nugget."
"Okay…" Gerard mumbled, sitting up on the sofa and grabbing the plate of food from the coffee table in front of him.

I remember the sky clearly on that day. Grey candyfloss clouds hung low over the houses, the sun a broken and fading spotlight in the sky. Grey seemed to surround the living as I do. It seemed that today the sky was welcoming me, matching the clothes that I was wearing as it teased and mocked the sun. The day was a grey one, that's all that needs to be said. And it was another busy day of collecting souls and letting them float into another world, as you may call it: just another day in the life of Death. On this particular day Frank had woken up fairly early with hunger running through his veins and after falling out of the bed (yet again) he limped to the living room and woke a mumbling Gerard who now sat staring at a half-eaten chunk of burnt toast, soon finding out that Frank couldn't 'cook' to save his life.

"So…" Frank began, throwing himself into the chair opposite Gerard, "are we going to overthrow Death or what?"
"Wait, what?! That shit actually happened?! It wasn't just a dream?!" Gerard spoke, dramatically yawning afterwards.
"Of course it happened you wazzock!" Frank sighed.
"Sorry dude."
"It's fine." Frank sighed, "I mean, we have to get rid of Death!"
"B-but" Gerard stuttered.
"Gee! Imagine a world without that dickhead running around and murdering innocent people for himself and leaving everything else in pieces!" Frank laughed excitedly, "Imagine that!"
"Frank, I'm not sure that this is our business to be medalling in…"
"Of course it is!" Frank cried, jumping to his feet, "We can make the world such a better place!"
"But Frank, what i-"
"Oh shut up Gee!" Frank cried, almost jumping on the spot with excitement, "we can get rid of Death!"
"B-but w-"
"We can get rid of Death Gee! We can bring back Love and Happiness and all the others who Death got rid of!"
"Fran-"
"We can get revenge and… what if I can bring them back?!"
"Bring who back?" Gerard sighed, placing his half-eaten burnt cold toast back onto the table.
"Gerard!"
"Oh, Alfie…Frank, I'm sorry to break it to you but I don't think we'll be able to bring Alfie back."
"B-but…" stuttered Frank, sitting back down as the excitement drained away from him, "b-but I want to see him again…"
"Listen Frank, I don't know of your past: only that you had a best friend called Alfie who unfortunately died when he was only eleven, but we can't go trying to overthrow Death without any idea of the consequences."
"B-but, I-I just want to see him again, I just want to make Death pay for what he did." Frank mumbled, a single tear making its way down his pale cheek.
"Come here Frank…" Gerard sighed smiling weakly. Frank did so and made his way cautiously over to Gerard who wrapped the blanket lightly around him as they sat next to each other on the sofa. Gerard's heart beat quickened, a contrast to the soft painstaking hum of Frank's heart.

"Tell me about Alfie." Gerard whispered quietly.
"Well, he had brown hair and he had glasses," Frank wiped the tear away as he began to smile gently, "and he was about the same height as me. He loved reading comics, all the time and he had one of the first ever gameboys and we were going to save up for Pokémon when it first came out. And he was obsessed with ice cream. He loved music, absolutely loved playing Guns and Roses and Black Sabbath and Jimi Hendrix on full blast but then his little sister, Maya, would run into the room and throw Barbie dolls at him. Everyone else at school hated me because I was weird and didn't like the same things as them but Alfie understood, he understood everything. He didn't judge me at all when I told him that I suspected I was bi, and he was just the best. Oh! He had the best smile too! All goofy and shit and his family had this massive black Schnauzer dog. And we started going to high school together and he stuck up for me and we were in all the same classes and everything was going so well." Frank paused, looking down to his feet as more tears leaked from his eyes, "But he didn't make it through the November of that year."

Darkness streamed from behind Franks eyes, pure white replacing the horrors.

"Frank…it's okay." Gerard said reassuringly, placing his hand on Frank's shoulder, "Don't be sad, please. Alfie sounded like a really good frien-"
"He was…he was the best…" Frank choked back through tears.
"I know. I know. But would he really want you sat here crying your eyes out and being sad all the time?"
Frank shook his head gently.
"Okay, would he want you to be getting better? Healthier? Happier? Would he want you to get on with your life?"
This time Frank nodded his head.
"Okay. You see the thing is Frank; I think we need to go get your leg checked out. I mean, I know it may seem fine but just in case. You did get stabbed after all."
"Yes. I'm fully fucking aware of that Gerard." Frank said, his voice becoming angry as he stood up and limped towards Gerard's un-eaten toast.
"I just think that we should take you to the hospital and the-"
"I'm ain't going to a fucking hospital!" Frank shouted, spitting the burnt toast from his mouth.
"Frank we need to make sure you're okay and make sure it won't get infected."
"We don't need to do anything! I'm just fine!"
"But Frank, what if-"
"Gerard!" Frank yelled standing up as tears dripped onto his black Nirvana t-shirt, "Stop worrying so much! I'm fine! There'll be no hospital, no check-up, no infection, I'm fine so just leave me the fuck alone!"

"But Frank…" Gerard pleaded, getting to his feet in a state of urgency, "I need to take you to the hospita-"
"No Gerard!" Frank screamed back at him, "You don't need to do anything! You've already done enough for me! More than I deserve! More than any person could deserve, you literally saved me that night, you gave me somewhere warm to stay, you got me food and clothes and you've slept on the sofa for the past two nights in your own fucking flat! You've put up with me for god's sake!"
"I don't care!" Gerard replied, "I just don't want to be lonely! You may think that I have the perfect life and have never put a foot out of place but that's where you'd be wrong. Whilst you've been here have you ever once heard me talk about my family? About my friends? About school? About my life?! No!"
"You sound as though you're scared of living Gerard, but at least you are happy."
"Happy?! Do I look fucking happy or do you think it could just be to hide how fucking lonely I am?! Of course Frank!" Gerard paused, calming his voice down, "every day is the same, I barely go outside and I have no one to talk to."
"But at least your friend wasn't kille-"
"I don't care anymore Frank! My best friend wasn't killed because I never had one!"
"Alfie wasn't the only one that Death took!"
"All I want to do is take you to the hospital and make sure you're okay!" Gerard replied.
"You know what." Frank began limping away from Gerard and grabbing a jacket from the back of the sofa, "I've had enough of this! I'm leaving!"
"Frank don't!" Gerard cried, tears now running down his face.
"Bye Gerard!" Frank choked on his own words as he slung the jacket over his shoulder and slammed the door in his face.

Gerard was oblivious to footsteps that ran quickly down the stairs, to the broken and crying Frank that ran with a limp away from his flat as he disappeared into the grey sky.
Gerard was too busy curled up in a ball with sobs racking through his body as he tried to understand what it was that he had done wrong.

Despite my (some what) limited knowledge of human emotions I can say that Gerard is in fact very sad. I agree with Gerard that the hardest goodbyes are those which are never said or (in this particular case) never explained.

Notes

um....yeah: another chapter. I hope it was okay even though it was sad and shit. I'm gunna try my best to write a lot of this story before Wednesday because then I go back to school and hell begins....again. Anyhoo: I'm gunna go now and read or try and play bohemian rhapsody or sommat like that. Hope you have a good day. :)
(Also: thanks for the nearly 300 views!!!)
-lou