house of wolves - frerard

chapter 1: this is how i disappear

"well, heaven knows that without you is how i disappear, and live my life alone, forever now"

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frank woke up to the sound of two voices outside of his room. he groaned and sat up, rubbing his eyes. he swung his legs over the side of the bed, stretching. he stood up and walked towards the hushed voices.

he placed his hand on the doorknob and swung the door open, revealing ray and mikey. he raised a brow,

"what are you two fucktards doing outside my room at," he took a glance behind him at the digital alarm clock on his nightstand, "ten o'clock at night?"

"well, we didn't know if you were up yet, and we needed to tell you something." ray explained, rubbing the back of his neck with an open hand.

"well, what is it? get on with it so i can go back to sleep," he demanded, crossing his arms over his chest.

ray sighed, holding an arm out towards frank's bed, "you might wanna have a seat for this one." frank raised an eyebrow, but nodded. he took a seat on his bed, glancing between ray and mikey.

ray closed the door, "we just wanted to tell you, so you didn't find out," he gulped, "the hard way."

"lindsey and gerard are engaged." mikey blurted out, earning a smack on the arm from ray.

"didn't we just have a conversation about this!" ray gave him a wide-eyed look, mikey just shrugged, muttering a quiet sorry.

frank's whole world came crashing down in those five words from mikey. his heart raced and his whole body went ice cold, the color draining from his face. "what are you guys talking about? he never said anything to me, i'm his best friend, he would've told me if he was planning to propose." he said quickly, in utter disbelief.

"he didn't even tell us, we just found out from a twitter post a few hours ago." mikey explained, sitting next to frank on the bed, "we are so so sorry, frank." he placed a hand on frank's shoulder.

frank just sat there, frozen. he wasn't sure if he wanted to cry, break things, hurt someone, or hurt himself. he shrugged mikey's hand off of his shoulder, "just leave me alone." he stood up, walking straight out the door.

mikey looked at ray with a worried look, "do you think he'll be okay?" he questioned.

ray let out a sigh and shrugged, "i mean it's frank iero, this is the love of his life that we're talking about, i don't know if he'll ever recover from this one to be honest with you."

mikey rubbed his face with the palm side of his hand, "should we at least go after him?" ray shook his head, "no, i don't think he wants to be messed with right now, he'll come back."

frank walked around the city, breathing in the fresh night air. he felt betrayed, hurt, used, you name it. he couldn't believe that his best friend of many years, just kept something from him, so easily. he didn't bat an eye about it. i mean, twitter found out first, for fuck sake. he was devasted. he thought he had all the time in the world to let gerard know how he felt. he thought that they were going to end up together in just a matter of time. but, he realized, that's not how the world works and now, he would never have the chance to be with gerard, he was lindey's forever.

he walked around for an hour or so before he spotted his favorite bar, deciding to stop by and have a few drinks or so, nothing too big. he walked in and spotted a big crowd on this night in question. he raised an eyebrow and walked over to a lady standing against the wall, "hey, what's going on? why are there so many people in here tonight?"