Chapter 9

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Monique POV:

Frank was still on the floor while they thought of what to do. Ray snapped his fingers.

"I took a medics class in college, so I might be able to do something," he said.

"Why didn't you say anything before?!" I yelled.

"I kinda forgot..." Ray said.

"Whatever just do something!" Frank called out from the floor.

"Ill go get a medics kit I have in a box somewhere!" Ray said and rushed out of the room.

"Ill help you look," I was just about to run after him when,

"Ill go too," Mikey piped up.
I turned to face him and said, "No."

I followed him into a room that was all the way to the back of the house. I heard footsteps behind me. I knew Mikey would ignore me. Ray opened the door and I stood there, jaw hung open. There were so many boxes! How were we supposed to find a small medics kit in all that?! I looked at Ray and he gave us a look that said 'well,lets begin.' So we began to open-scratch that- rip,open boxes.


Gerard POV:
I looked around the room to see if there was a cloth I could use to stop the bleeding. Frank was starting to pass out. He tried to maintain his eyes open, but they were slowly beginning to close.

"No no Frank! Stay with me. You cant go,"I started to panic.

Fuck it. I took off my jacket and took off my shirt. I wrapped it as well as I could around Franks head. Hopefully that was good enough to slow down the bleeding. He opened up his eyes again and stared at my exposed top half.

I wasnt ripped with muscles nor was I filled with rolls. I was a little fit. A little lean.

Then, I got this weird feeling in my stomach. I thought about it. Was it that I felt a little embarrassed to be shirtless in front of Frank? No, that couldnt be. I wasnt confident about my body but when it got hot, Id take off my shirt and everyone saw. Weird.

"Gerard.." Frank groaned out.

"How are you feeling?" I asked.

"My head hurts. Shes really strong, I can tell you that," Frank said. He tried to chuckle but he scrunched up his face in pain.

"Relax Frank. Just relax," I cooed.

"Im sorry for all the shit Ive done. Im so sorry. I fucked up big time. I shouldn't even be here with you guys," Frank said with a hint that he wanted to cry.

"Its okay Frankie, I forgive you. I dont know about Monique, but I forgive you. Youre a great person but it is weird to see you act this way. What go into you to be such a violent person?" I said.

Frank looked away from me and stared at the ceiling.
"Sing to me, Gee," he said, intentionally avoiding my question

"Oh, um okay," I took in a breath and began:

We hold in our hearts the sword and the faith 
Swelled up from the rain, clouds move like a wraith 

Well after all, we'll lie another day 
And through it all, we'll find some other way 
To carry on through cartilage and fluid 
And did you come to stare or wash away the blood? 

Well tonight, well tonight 
Will it ever come? 
Spend the rest of your days rocking out 
Just for the dead 

Well tonight 
Will it ever come? 
I can see you awake anytime, in my head 

Did we all fall down? 
Did we all fall down? 
Did we all fall down? 
Did we all fall down? 

From the lights to the pavement 
From the van to the floor 
From backstage to the doctor 
From the Earth to the morgue, morgue, morgue, morgue 

Well tonight 
Will it ever come? 
Spend the rest of your days rocking out 
Just for the dead 
Well tonight 
Will it ever come? 
I can see you awake anytime in my head 

All fall down 
Well after all...



Frank POV:

Ive never seen Gerard care for me so much. He was usually worried about the next few shows, but thats out of context. We're technically dead. When he took off his shirt, I had a funny feeling in me. I just took in his features.

His chest was pale,he had no abs but he was fit, his hair was a bit ruffled up and greasy, his eyes were filled with a bit of insecurity, and I noticed I was staring at him. Damn it.

"Gerard.." I croaked. Lol, Im a frog.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"My head hurts. Shes really strong, I can tell you that," I attempted a chuckle but my head hurt like if it was hit with a hammer made out of Legos.

"Relax Frank. Just relax," he said.

"Im sorry for all the shit Ive done. Im so sorry. I fucked up big time. I shouldn't even be here with you guys," I was truly sorry and I wanted to cry.

"Its okay Frankie, I forgive you. I dont know about Monique, but I forgive you. Youre a great person but it is weird to see you act this way. What go into you to be such a violent person?" he said.

The ceiling became super interesting at this particular time. Those cracks were so artistic.

"Sing to me, Gee," I demanded. I knew the reason. Monique was taking away Geebear. My best friend.

"Oh, um okay," he inhaled one last time before he began to sing.

The Desert Song. It held so much meaning for all of us and he was singing it to me. Not Monique. Me.

His voice was filled with emotion and he was so into it. I felt myself getting lost in his voice. Until I was snapped back to reality.

"What?"I said.

"I asked if you were feeling better," Gerard laughed.

I blushed, fuckin blushed. 'Im going soft' I thought to myself.

"Im a bit better," I told him and looked up at his eyes. The hazel color were captivating. He was beauti- stop.

I tried to turn away but I couldn't stop looking at him. It looked like he couldnt either. Next thing you know, Im scooting myself closer to him and hes leaning into me.

"I have the ki-oh um," Ray stopped when he saw the position we were in.

"Wheres Mikey and Monique?" Gerard asked and abruptly back away.

"Theyre, uh, still in the backro-why did it look like you were going to kiss Frank? Ray questioned.

"I-I was not going to kiss Frank! Do I look like a girl to you? Actually, dont answer that. I was just checking his wound," Gerard rambled on.
Ray just nodded. I knew he didnt believe him.

But Gerard wasnt going to kiss him, right?
We both like women. He was hitting on Monique! But he was dangerously close to my face..

A/N:
Sorry this took so long to be posted. And its shit. Im sorry. But Im back and stronger than ever!... maybe.

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