--Frank--
I awoke to the sounds of cars passing by, I jolted up, surveying my surroundings as I stood upright. Upon the sudden change of my bodies position, the need to empty my stomach arose as I emptied the vile contents that I had previously contained in my belly.
After the horrific good morning I received from my body, I grabbed my few belongings and ran - trying not to fall flat on my face. I eventually arrived at the block of apartments in which I resided.
After being greeted by the silence and smell of cigarettes, I sat down on the beat-up piece of furniture that I called a couch, I sat head in hands, quietly cursing under my breath at my actions of last night, oh how I wish I didn't - but unfortunately, I did.
After a long while of self-loathing and a moment of brooding, I was pulled out of my shallow and vulgar thoughts by a knock at the door, I stood up, somewhat straightening out my creased clothes in a failed attempt to look decent, before making my way to the door, unlocking the wretched object before opening up and giving way to the person who had knocked.
Once I had locked eyes with the visitor, my breath hitched and I felt like dying right then. I tried my best to look normal - well as normal as Frank Iero could get, and plastered on a weak smile as I paced to the kitchen, preparing some coffee.
"Hey, Frank, you haven't kept in contact, how've you been?" His voice sent chills down my spine as I handed him his rather hot, black coffee.
"Ah, well you see, I've just been busy with music and you know- hanging out with the guys." Well, I wasn't exactly lying.
"Oh I see, Brandon came to see me this morning, I found it out of the ordinary." I swallowed hard, trying to contain the contents of my stomach.
"O-oh? What'd he say?" I questioned, keeping my cool, as I clenched my coffee mug.
"Oh nothing of importance, he came looking for you actually. " I couldn't take it and threw my mug at the wall, I got up and walked over to Gerard, towering over him, since he was sitting down, I had the advantage, I pulled him up, my shaking hands setting his coffee down on the table.
"Gerard, for fuck's sake, we're talking, now you're going to listen or I'll end up bashing my own head in, in frustration." He simply nodded, I sharply inhaled and began explaining the situation and the unfaithful act I committed the night before.
"Oh." Was all he said, I had done myself in, I had seriously messed up and I was going to pay, by having my heart ripped out.
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Author's Note;
YES HI IM ALIVE WHOOOOP
I'm so sorry actually-- I've been trying to figure some personal stuff out and I'm glad that I've done that and I'm back for good.
So why not update the story that you've probably all forgotten about.
-Kaeden xox
