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Frank Iero

Punk Frank

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Y/b/f= your best friend

I was pulled out of sleep from the buzzing of my phone. I stretched and checked the time: 2:00 a.m. Who the hell would be calling me at 2 in the morning? I was even more confused when I read the caller ID on my phone: Gee Way. "Gee?" I yawned into the phone, rubbing my half lidded eyes.
"Y/n! I'm sorry I have to call you this late but, I really need your help. It's about Frank" My eyes snapped open and my pulse quickened. Getting a 2 am phone call about Frank was never a good sign.
"Frank? Is he okay? What's going on?" I rambled, my grip getting tighter.
"He's fine, right now. He just go really wasted at Ray's kickback and now he's determined to go fight this guy. We brought him back to my house and are trying to calm him down but, he won't listen. Can you come by, please? I know it's really late but, we don't what to do. You're the only who can get him to snap out of it"I could make out the muffled sound of glass breaking and Mikey Way yelling "Frank, no! That's a collector's item!"
"Yeah i'll...i'll do my best to get out of here. Just...keep him safe until then Gee."
"We will, thank you. See you soon" I jumped up, my tiredness already wearing out. I threw on the first clothes in grasp: dark jeans, a blue tank top, and a gray hoodie. I made my way cautiously to my parent's room. My dad constantly woke up in the middle of the night, so there was no way I would be able to sneak out. I was gonna have to lie, something I was getting way to good at since I met Frank. My parents hated him, judging purely off his appearance and reputation among the rest of the PTA members. So every time I wanted to see him, I had no choice but to lie. They thought I broke up with Frank months ago, so they were never suspicious when I left. "Mom?" I gently shook her, already working up fake tears.
"Yeah? What's wrong?" She asked, reaching to the side table to turn on her lamp.
"It's y/b/f...her dog got out and they can;t find him anywhere...they really the extra help so can I go over that to help look? She's really upset and is asking everyone to come look" I sniveled, forcing out some tears.
"Yeah, that's fine. Do you need a ride?"
"No, I need to take the car so we can split up. Thank you, i'll be back in the morning"
"Be careful y/n, and tell y/b/f's mother i'll see her at the next meeting"
15 minutes of speeding and running a few red lights, I made i to the Way house on the other side of the town. The not very good side of town either. I could hear muffled yelling from the front porch. I only knocked once when the door flew open, Gerard looked exhausted. "Thank god, he's in my room" I nodded and quickly darted past him, quickly going downstairs to the basement.
"Frank no! If you're gonna break something, break this cup, not the fucking sword!" I winced when Frank grabbed the cup and chucked it against the wall, sending glass every where.
"Frankie...?" I said quietly when I got to the bottom of the stairs. He whipped around, eyes softening when he saw me.
"Y/n" He threw his arms around me, pulling me into a hug. He was trembling. I threaded my hands through his matted hair.
"Shhh Frankie it's okay...just calm down"
"I...I can't, that fucking piece of shit Mathews has been running his mouth"He said through gritted teeth, balling his fist into my hood. "I...I have to do something! He won't get away with this!" He pulled away from me and walked to the other side of the room, grunting as he slammed his fist through the dry wall.
"Frank, please stop..." I used the one weapon I had against him, I started crying. I knew Frank would never hurt me, so it was my job to calm him down when he got to heated. I covered my face with my hands, rubbing my eyes with my palms to try and force out tears.
"No no no...aw fuck please don't cry. I'm sorry I just...i'm just so angry, all the time..." He walked towards me slowly and gently reached for my hand, placing it on his chest. "See? It's okay. You don' have to be scared baby" His heart beat was wild, like his chest was about to explode. I turned to Mikey.
"You can go to bed Mikey, I can take it from here" He smiled gratefully, making his way back up the stairs.
"Do you want me to bring you guys something? A snack? A condom?" He said smugly when he got to the top step, dodging a shoe Frank threw up at him.
"That fucking kid" Frank chuckled, shaking his head. I could feel his body relax, his heart rate going back to normal. I took his hand in mine and dragged him to the bed. I pulled him down next to me, curling up into his chest. Once you get Frank out of fight mode, the best thing to do is to put him to bed before he has time to get worked up again. "Thank you...for coming" He smiled, gently tucking a stray hair behind my ear.
"Of course Frankie, i'm always here for you" I leaned forward and pressed my lips against his. He glided his lips against mine smoothly, always touching me as if I could break. We pulled away, resting our foreheads together.
"You make everything better, you know that?"