(Three weeks later)
Gerard and I have been fighting for the past two weeks and I have no clue what's wrong. Every time I say something or do something in front of him it's wrong. I remember when it first started. Gerard and I were sitting on the couch and the phone rang. He got up and answered. I heard him scream "what!?"" then he slammed to phone down. He ended up breaking his phone then he grabbed a jacket, and ran out the door.
I was startled an hour later when he slammed the door and came in with a six pack of beer. I watched silently as he gulped down all six within ten minutes. He tried to stand but I ended up catching him preventing from him hitting his head on the coffee tables corner. He shoved me away and made himself fall. I didn't know what was going on but I was going to find out.
(Back to present day)
I walked into the living room and he was asleep on the couch. He looked cold so I covered him up with his favorite Jack Skellington blanket. I stood over him and watched him sleep. "What's wrong baby? What's going on in your mind?" I whispered to my self. I almost cried thinking of some of the fights we had.
I sat in the chair next to our couch. I watched him closely. About an hour into his sleep I was still watching him and turns out Gerard talks in his sleep. It seemed strange to me. Not that he talks in his sleep but the things he says. He said things like "Never coming home", and "Elena". Elena is his grandmother though. I didn't get it.
Gerard rolled over on his side and to my surprise was awake. He had a look of despair. I knelt down by the couch in front of him. "Hey." I said sweetly. I placed my hand on his shoulder. "Frankie baby I'm so sorry." Gerard started to tear up.
"I know honey. You don't have to be." He sat up and I sat next to him. He put his head on my chest and I put my arm around him. I could tell he was holding back tears. "Gerard baby you can cry if you want to. It'd probab-" I was cut off by Gee grabbing my shirt and he busted out crying.
I shushed him saying "It's gonna be okay." I pulled him close to me and he cried harder. "Oh Frank..." Gee cried out.
(Two hours later)
Gerard had just passed out. Wow he can cry a long time. I stroked his black hair softly. "You'll be okay baby. Trust me." I whispered bending down to kiss his head. I just got a mouth full of hair. I wondered what was going in his mind as I watched him sleep against my tear stained t-shirt.
Gerard's POV
I felt Frank kiss my head and then I was sucked back into a dream. I dreamt of me and him. We were happily married and had four beautiful children. I even dreamt of names Bandit, Cherry, Lily, and Miles. All girls and one boy.
I was dreaming of us watching TV with our children then the worst image had appeared before me. I was in my kitchen and Frank was still asleep. The phone rang. Mikey's number was displayed across the caller ID. I answered it.
"Hello?"
"Gerard umm it's mikes."
"Ya I know. We have caller ID stupid."
"Gerard..."
"What is it mikes?"
"Grandma Elena is never coming home."
"What!?"
"She died Gee."
Mikey hang up.
I was suddenly woken by Frank shaking me. "Gee baby wake up!" Frank looked worried. "Hmm...?" I grumbled and rubbed my tear dried eyes. "What's wrong Frankie?" I asked sitting up. "You were talking in your sleep. You seemed scared and I woke you up."
"Frank I have to tell you something." I started to explain why I had been so depressed and hate filled lately. "My Grandma Elena died two weeks ago. Me and Mikey missed her funeral cause no one in our family bothered to tell us that she died. I found out the day after she was buried."
I cried into his chest. I felt weak and alone. "Frankie..." I cried. "It's gonna be okay Gee-bear." he soothed me. He rubbed my back gently as I cried. Why did life have to be so difficult? My heart felt like it had stopped beating. I didn't want to live with out her.
"I wish...." I sniffed out. I hiccup and hyperventilate when I cry. "Wish what baby?" Frank asked. "I wish I was d-dead." I hiccuped loudly after saying that. Frank sat me up and stared at me. I calmed my self down enough to stop crying so I could breathe properly.
Frank was still starring me down with a painful look in his eyes. "What?" I asked holding myself. Frank took me by the shoulders and firmly said "Don't you EVER say that again Gerard! Do you understand me?" I nodded and we collapsed into a hug.
Frank held me as tight as possible. His fingers were digging into my back but I didn't care. "Frankie I'm sorry for all of this." I hiccuped. Damn it I was crying again. "You'll be fine Gee. It'll be okay." Franks phone rang making him pull Back from me. I sat with my knees under me waiting for him to get off the phone.
Franks POV
I looked at the caller ID. 'Fro King' Ray was calling.
"What's up fro master?" I laughed into the phone.
"Frank..." Ray was mumbling stuff into the phone and it sounded like he was crying.
"Ray calm down I can't understand you."
He took a deep breathe. "Mikey is in the hospital."
"What why!?" I looked over at Gee and he was twirling his hair around his finger.
"H-he..." Ray wouldn't stop mumbling shit.
"Damn it Ray tell me clearly!"
"He tried to kill himself. He slit his wrist." Ray cried harder. "I found him in the shower. He's still alive but... Here talk to him."
Ray put the phone to Mikey's ear. A small weak voice spoke. "Hey Frankenstein."
"Mikey you dumbass!"
"What?"
"What the hell were you thinking?"
"I wanted to be with my grandma. No one cares bout me anyways." He coughed into the phone. I heard Ray scream "I care you asshole! What about me and Gerard huh!?"
I spoke up "Should I tell Gee?"
He screamed "No! Don't you dare tell him he's already unstable as fuck with his depression and shit!"
"Okay fine but he's gonna have to know sometime Mikes."
"Ugh fine. Bring him by the hospital. My room is 32."
"We'll be there in an hour."
I hung up the phone and looked at Gee.
"Gee get your clothes on." I said standing up. Gerard had been in his PJ's for a week now. "Umm okay." He went to his room and got dressed.
We hopped in the car about 15 minutes later. "Frank where are we going?" I locked the doors. Gee was terrified of hospitals. "Hospital." I said listening to Gerard whimper. "Why?" He asked . "You'll see baby. You'll see." I was ready to cry but I had to be strong.
We arrived and went straight to Mikey's room. "Okay why are we in this hell hole Frank?" Gerard asked before I opened the door. I poked my head through and seen Ray asleep next to Mikey's bedside.
"Gerard please don't scream." I begged holding his shoulder. "I won't." He looked terrified. I opened the door and grabbed Gee's hand.
