blood,drugs and suicide. (frerard)

leaving...FOR GOOD!

Franks POV:
I haven't seen Gerard around all evening. So much for a sleepover. I was looking forward to tonight but he seems as if he is...depressed again. I just want to know why and if it's over me. He has been in my basement for over 2 hours. I don't know whether I should check on him, what if he snaps at me? My head is filled with fear of what could happen to him if he hasn't got anyone by him. Maybe I should check on him...

Gerard's (my) POV
The blood was dripping fast, down my pale skin. The blistering feel of the blade as it touched my skin was unbearable. Friends, family, say they care about me but who is there that actually does? No one actually considered my feelings so why would they now? I don't even know whether frank loves me anymore? My thoughts tripped in and out of my head as I shifted my ideas from one to the other. This blood was really flowing fast...I was even tempted to cut through the vein that poked from my skin. NO I couldn't of done it. Cutting is bad enough but Killing myself?
I wrapped an old,fading bandage around my sore wounds, I found it in an old cupboard at the back of the room. Now I was all fixed up. I was ready to take flight. An open window apeared just in front of me as soon as I turned on the lights I saw it. A horrid breeze swiftly made its way into the darkend room, blowing all the cobwebs to one side. My aim tonight was to try and climb out of the ledge then make my way to the station. It was the middle of the night so it would be quiet...people in the neighborhood would probably pass me off as some dark vampire fleeing from the light. After all I was a big gothic creature...who would like me?
I jumped out and leaped out into the moon lit darkness of the suburban buildings that shadowed over me. The sky was bright with stars that made patterns in the dimly lit night air. I dodged all the sharp shapes and monsters in the cold night. As I was fleeing down the scary shadowed turns, I noticed a small brawl going on between two drunk men. I stopped and asked whether they had anything to drink but that was obviously not going to be water so I left before they could speak.

The quenching thirst and the pain of starvation hit me when I realized I haven't had any food for hours. I wonder if frank had noticed that I was gone.... I could littraly see my breath in the fusion of the lamposts like dust in the orangey,yellow light. All I could think about was getting far away and somehow starting a new life but if I don't get that far, someone will find me, or kill me....