I tightened my black tie again. I couldn't believe this was happening. Not again. How many of the people I love must die? I thought about what people would think of me when I didn't show up to Frank's funeral. Little did they know, I'd be dead. I didn't leave a note, just a request.
Bury us side by side.
I felt guilty, almost. Frank and I'd had this thing, where whoever died first had to lower the other one into the grave. If you marry me, would you bury me, would you carry me to the end.
I'm sorry, Frank. I love you.
Those were my last thoughts. Ever.
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BAND ONE SHOTS!
RandomJust a random load of band one shots (Mostly Kellic & Frerard tho). Just comment a ship if you want one, I'll try & do it lyl xxxx
