The Reason (Frerard)

The PainKillers (Chapter 6)

March 23, 2013 (Evening)

Frank's PoV

He broke up with me. We broke up. I've lost my band and my love.  was some of the thoughts running through my head over and over that couldn't stop.  I laid on the couch, not crying, sobbing. I looked out the window of the bus and saw we were turning off the exit to the town the band had moved to to get away from the city. It was small, but not tiny. Perfect size. Gerard and I had planned on moving in together even though he practically lived at my house, my bed. 

I broke away from my thoughts when our bus stopped at my house. I got out, and grabbed my suitcase, not bothering to get what I had back in the bunks section. I couldn't face Gerard. I got off the bus saying a quick goodbye to the driver and entered my home.

Gerard's PoV

I felt the bus stop and the door shut, knowing that was Frank I started to cry again. It doesn't matter, you're leaving soon.  I whispered to myself. 

Wiping my tears, I got up out of my bunk and opened Mikey's, to see him asleep. The poor man had fallen asleep clutching his pick for his bass. I gently closed the curtain and went into to the small bathroom to wash my face. Splashing the water on my face, I looked in the mirror. Seeing that I look like shit, I dried off my face and returned to the bunks to wake up Mikey. 

"Mikey you're almost home, wake up" I said shaking him lightly. 

"Huh?" He sleepily questioned me, rubbing his eyes. 

About then, as I predicted the bus stopped. I dragged Mikey out of his bunk and he finally woke up completely. He gathered a few of his things and his suitcase.

"I'll call you, Gerard." he said 

"I love you Mikey" I replied

"I love yo-" he started to reply but I couldn't help myself from interrupting 

"No Mikey, I really fucking mean it. You're my brother and I love you man. No matter what happens remember that." I blurted out

"Oh. I love you too Gerard." he said, leaving the bus.

There was no use sitting down because Mikey and I lived fairly close, and Frank close to Mikey. Oh fuck I need to forget that for now. I went to gather my few things from my back and couldn't help but to peek into Frank's, and there I saw everything he had there from the course of the tour. I looked away as I felt the tears coming and the bus stop. I got off, walking down my small pathway lined with various flowers. After fumbling with my keys I opened the door.

Walking in I actually realized that I had most of my stuff at Frank's small home. My hair products, toothbrush, toothpaste, I didn't even have much food because I ate with Frankie for so long. As I've repeatedly told myself, It didn't matter,one thing I did have is exactly what I needed. A bottle of painkillers.

Painkillers, they can kill all types of pain. Take two for physical pain and you'll be fine in the morning. Take 20 for mental pain and you'll be painless forever.  Sadly that's true, but nobody said life was supposed to be happy. 

I ripped a piece of notebook paper off a random notebook sitting on my kitchen counter, and a pen not too far away. I carried it into my 'office' area which consisted of a small desk, chair, and bin. Sitting in the chair I started to write.

To Whomever it may concern:

I really don't know what to say. I never thought I'd see myself at this point, but does anyone? I'll just keep this short and sweet. I'm so sorry Mikey. Please forgive me, and stay safe my brother. You have your beautiful wife, you'll be okay. Tell the fans that I cared for them very much.  To Frank, I loved you very much and I hope you remember that. I just felt terrible that I had been the reason my own band fell apart. I hope you find someone more decent to love one day. I'll always support and love you. Stay strong my little Frankie.

Love, 

Gerard Arthur Way.

With that, I folded the letter, and taped it to the door of my office. I shut the door and started downing the pills. As I slipped into the darkness, I whispered 

"I love you Frank Iero." 

A/N

I'm crying too man.