If It Means A Lot To You... (Frerard)

(58.) .The End.

(((ayy lmao)))

I didn't talk for the whole funeral. There was no need to. People only wanted to talk to me out of pity.

I only talked when I was asked to come speak about Gerard. Even then I choked up at the end of my speech and ran back to the seats, crying.

My mom tried to talk to me but I was silent, and eventually she gave up trying.

After the funeral, I just waited around and looked at the tombstones.

I was really tired and honestly, I wanted to sleep forever and not have to wake up ever again.

Yes.

That sounded good.

When I got home, I'd end my pain, I could be with Gerard again.

The thing I really hated most, was that they buried Gerard right next to Trenton, which made me feel jealous, even though they were both dead.

I was just sitting down on the grass and leaning on Gerard's tombstone, thinking about all the different ways I could die tonight.

That was when I heard a voice. "Hello," It was soft and caring.

I looked up and saw a boy a bit older than me, he had short brown hair that hung in curls down his eyes. He was quite tall.

"Hello," I said quietly, looking down at my lap.

The boy came and sat down next to me. "I'm pretty good at figuring out people's emotions, and I can tell your not happy."

It was then that I forgot my plans for later.

~fin~

This is the end of If It Means A Lot To You...

I lied there will be a sequel, but it'll be about Frank and that guy, it won't be a frerard js

I won't write it now, cuz I have other fics to work on

Ily all, thanks for reading this emotional trainwreck <3

~The End~

Ari Thomas<3