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Tags: slash frerard frank/gerard gerardway frankiero
Published : 3 months, 2 weeks ago (Sat, 16 Aug 2008 10:58:13 PDT)
Searched: frankiero
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Title: Talking's just a waste of breath, and living's just a waste of death
Author: Me
Rating: Probably NC-17 at some point.
Pairing: Frank/Gerard
P.O.V. Gerard's =O
Summary: Frank's troubled. He's 16 years old, and after just losing his brother and Dad in a car accident, has moved to new jersey with his mother. He's always been an outcast, and never been understood. He's scared this new place is gonna be just the same...but this time it's worse with the grief. Will he ever find anyone that understand's him?
Disclaimer: not real.
Dedications: Melody (my wifey - chemicaldreamsx - you all know her =P)
Author's Notes: Here ya go! Guess what! I'm gonna be updating again tomorrow...but not this, and not a one shot...so what could that mean? Give 'Em Hell Kid maybe?! If we finish chapter 1 tonight that is. Anyway, enjoy this one =D
<3
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6-----Gerard's P.O.V-----
Frank is really troubled. I never realised before. He's putting on such a front when he's at school, and around the others. He seems to only open up to me. I guess he feels comfortable. I'm glad about that. I mean I can help him. Or at least try. I've persuaded him last night to hand over the pills. I was now his anti-depressant. He'll ring me if he needs me. At least I hope he will.
I looked over at the clock. Urgh God, was it that late? Midnight? Where had the time gone? Suddenly my cell vibrated in my pocket and the ringtone started up quietly at first, gradually getting louder. I pressed the accept button before the sound got too loud.
"Hello? Frank, are you okay? What's happened?" I asked, I knew it was him from the caller ID. I felt a sudden wave of worry rush over my entire body.
"Gerard, I had another dream, only this time worse." He answered, his voice quavering.
"Do you want me to come over?" I offered. He sounded shaken and I dare say he didn't want to tell me about the dream over the phone.
"Yes. Please. It was horrible Gerard!" He exclaimed, his voice cracking as a sob escaped his lips.
"Right, I'll be right over. Try to calm down okay? Be ready to hear a tap at your window." I said, and as he said bye I closed the phone off. Luckily, I didn't live too far from him, and I was ace at sneaking out, I'd done it so much before. I pulled a hoodie over my head and opened the window as quietly as possible. I slid my body out, into the tree that was conviently placed outside my bedroom window. Once I was stable, relatively anyway, I pushed the window closed again, and jumped down out of the tree. I rushed across my back lawn, in the direction of Frank's house.
About 5 minutes later, I was standing in his backyard, brandishing a pebble. I gently threw it up at the window, and sure enough he appeared looking down at me with tear stained eyes. I quickly climbed up the trelesse that scaled the wall as he opened his window to let me in. I tumbled through, landing on the floor with a soft 'thud' and he chuckled. I got up and dusted myself off, before taking him into a gentle hug.
"Are you okay?"
"Not really. The dream really freaked me out Gee." He said. I smiled at the name he had given me. Mikey called me it sometimes, but he had never done so.
"Tell me." I said, sitting down on his bed, him sitting next to me, resting his head on my shoulder. He was breathing slightly heavy and I took his hand in mine, rubbing the back of it with my thumb.
"This time, I dreamt that I was in the car with them, actually in the crash. I've dreamt it before but this time it was different. And worse." He stopped and took in a deep breath. I urged him on, whilst squeezing his hand slightly.
"This time I dreamt that there was an animal in the road and I had grabbed the wheel, swerving to avoid it. Me doing this made us veer off the road. I watched them die from the passenger seat Gee. I woke up and almost had a panick attack. That's why I phoned you. In my dream, I caused the crash. I caused them to die, while I lived!" He said the last bit slightly louder than the rest and shoved his head into my neck. I felt him shivering, and instinctively wrapped my arms around him.
"Shhh. It's okay. You know that you didn't cause the crash in real life. Don't let a dream take control of how you feel. Don't let it make you feel guilt for something that never happened." I said, attempting to sooth him by rubbing my hand up and down his back slowly.
"Gerard, can you stay for the rest of tonight?" He said into my neck, and the feel of his breath sent shivers down my spine. This is the completely wrong time to think that you like him. Stop it. I cursed myself as the feeling continued. His body being this close to mine was effecting me, just as it had yesterday when we'd been in the same position. I wasn't going to let him know that. It's totally the wrong time.
"Of course I can. Come on." I said to him, slowly edging him to the top of the bed and getting under the covers with him. He laid his head on my chest and snuggled.
"Thanks again." He said into my chest and I ran my fingers through his hair.
"Again, no problem." I kissed him lightly on the forehead, secretly longing for something more. As I heard his breathing steady I knew he'd fallen asleep again. I remained still, still running my fingers gently through his hair, preparing myself for not getting any sleep again. As normal. I sighed and looked down at him. I just stared and stared for the rest of the night. I couldn't help it and I wasn't going to sleep.
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