Cemetery Drive

To The End

>>sorry for making this kinda sad, I'm full of sad. Also I'm not good at writing happy stuff lol<<

Frank's POV:

It'd been a few days after my accident, i still feel like shit. I didn't speak to anyone, I just stayed in my room. One night, I heard Mikey knock on my door. Great someone else.

"Come in!" I yelled.

The door came open and a tall lanky guy came in, "I'm Mikey, Gerard's brother...younger brother."

"Frank," I looked away, I was reading one of the comics Gerard made.

"Umm...so Gerard told me you don't speak anymore," he smiled at me, "I used to do that, it's called 'selective mutism'."

"Don't care," I agree, I was being a little hostile for no reason.

"Oh, okay. Me and Gerard will be in the kitchen if you want us," he smiled and waited for an answer.

I didn't answer him, I just glared. Mikey's eyebrows shot up. He turned away and walked up the stairs.

"Thanks god," I mumbled to myself.

Finally, I could enjoy some me time.

A few hours went by, I was still in my room. I quickly shot up and ran upstairs.

"Mikey? Gerard?" I yelled.

"What...?" Mikey grumbled.

"Aren't I going to school tomorrow?" Mikey looked surprised, because this was the first time I had spoken a proper sentence since the accident.

"Well, do you want to?" He looked over at a sleeping Gerard then back to me.

"Umm, I guess..." I blushed from embarrassment.

"Then you're coming to school with me and Gerard!" Mikey smiled.

I have to admit his smile is cute, but I'm dating Gerard. I can't think these things about his brother.I smiled back and walked back to mine and Gee's room. As I got in the room, I plopped myself down on the bed.

You're worthless, ugly, a freak. No one will ever love you

There they were, the voices where back in my head. I wish they could just leave!

I start crying into my pillow. After a few minutes of venting to the pillow, i heard someone coming. I quickly hid my face so no one can see my teary eyes.

"Frankie? Frankie...i got you some food," Gerard walked over to me, "Frankie, lift your head up."

I shook my head and kept it down.

My voice was muffled thanks to the pillow, "g-go away..."

"Babe, I'm not leaving, talk to me" he kissed my head.

"I SAID; GO AWAY!!!" That was it, i had snapped...

"Fine! But we're over! I hated this stupid relationship anyways!" He threw the food at me and ran away.

I felt my heard being ripped into a million pieces. It was really over. The love of my life, the reason I'm staying here, just gone. I ran upstairs.

"Gerard! I cheated on you with Mikey!!!" I saw Mikey in the corner of my eye, he was bright red.

"You little slut!" Gerard grabbed me by my neck and started to strangle me.

"Gee! Gee! Stop, please!" Mikey started crying, he was terrified.

"Shut your fucking mouth, Mikey!" Gerard kicked Mikey's shin.

Mikey dropped to the ground and bawled his eyes out. The truth was, I actually didn't cheat with Mikey, I just wanted to see Gerard mad.

"I hate you, Frank!" He slapped me then let me drop to the ground, gasping for air.

I wiped the hot tears coming out of my eyes.

"F-Frank...w-what the hell?" Mikey sniffled out.

I don't answer, I just look away.

The shy boy stared at me with sadness in his eyes, "w-why w-would you d-do that? Y-you know I-I'm questioning m-my sexuality..."

"Shut the fuck up!" I spat.

Mikey nodded and gulped.

I stood up and walked up to Mikey.

Mikey cowered in fear.

"I'm going to the cemetery, don't text or call me. Tell Gerard to do the same." I told him.

"Y-yes, Frank..."

***

The walk was like any other walk, boring. I missed the days when Gerard would talk to me and just keep me company. Yeah, we never laughed together, but I still love him. He's my everything.

I stumbled over a tree branch in the cemetery, making me fall to the ground and scrape my knees. I put some lipgloss on (random ,I know) because my lips are dry. I know it's for girls but I like the way it makes my lips shine.

I start to hear footsteps so I pick up a brick. I walk closer to the footsteps with caution.

Gerards POV:

I walked to the cemetery, I know Frank is there.

I walked around, trying to look for him.

The cemetery was pretty vast, there was a forest in the middle where people go to kill themselves.

I find Frank. As soon as he sees me he smiles.

A brick in hand, his lipgloss smile and scraped up knees.
(Get what I did there?)

Fuck, he was perfect. The way his lips shone with the lipgloss.

"Gerard... you're not mad?" He looked down, clearly ashamed.

"No, babe, I'm not mad" I smiled and kissed him.

"Gee, not here. The ghost are watching us and probably getting hot."

I rolled my eyes playfully, "you're so silly. That's why I love you."

Frank smiles and kissed my nose, "I'm tired, what about you?"

I nod, "yeah me too. Can we cuddle tonight?"

"Of course, Gee." He smiled and kissed my forehead, "but we need to clean my knees up."

I Look down at his knees, they're not that bad, but they're still pretty scraped up.

"We'll sort that out at home." I smiled and held his hand as we walked home.

We started walking, it was a regular Jersey night. I was so tired.

We got home and I started cleaning franks knees up. He whimpered and winced in pain.

"It hurts!" Frank whined.

"Yeah, it's suppose to, dumbass." I giggles and continued cleaning his knees.

"Ouch, can you stop?" Frank looked at me with adoring puppy eyes that made my heart melt.

"Nope, you're knees are gonna get an infection." I finished cleaning his knees, "there, perfect."

"Not really, now I'm gonna have scars!"

"Check your wrists, you already have scars," I kissed his cheek.

Frank giggled, "let's go and cuddle!"

He grabbed my hand and lead my to our bedroom.