cancer. ✧ frerard.

| - cancer. |

gerard was diagnosed with cancer on 4.17.04

it was unidentified. and gerard was scared, but he didn't dare tell a soul. he - he couldn't. his boyfriend, frank would've been devastated. his band mates, they would've broken up. no, he wanted to keep this band together until he died.

death. he thought he'd have forever with his family, his friends, his boyfriend. but, no. his body was slowly collapsing. during shows, he'd be out of breath and ray would have to get mikey and frank to help him out. it was truly devastating

frank knew something was wrong. gerard didn't know what he should do, should he tell him? he knew that the hardest part,

is leaving you.

gerard remembered when frank and him first met, it was a happy memory.

"dude, you like them!" frank shouted at the library, a little too loud. "y-yeah. same music taste equals friends. " frank smiled. "my names frank, frank iero." what a beautiful name. "gerard, gerard way."

he weakly smiled, but he soon frowned. he'd never have a daughter. he'd always wanted a daughter named bandit. with frank. mikey would never be a uncle, gerard would never have a niece or nephew. he'd never see his kids children. he'd never see his band mates or brother get married.

it was all happening so fast. he refused chemotherapy, and he only had two months.

frank sat on the couch, biting his tongue, almost in tears.

"gee, why didn't you tell me?"

his voice was broken. gerard exhaled, and felt his body shake. "i - i didn't want you to hurt."

oh, but it hurt. it hurt like a bullet to the heart, and head.

they canceled the tour, the band was almost broken. but gerard kept telling them he wants them to always play. they'd always reply with,

"we promise gee."

frank took it the worst, along with mikey.

gerard was counting down the days, this wasn't living. it was torture. he'd been in a hospital bed for two weeks now.

frank never left, his eyes were red and clouded with sadness. mikey visited him everyday along with ray. his family visited too, and every time gerard told them the same thing,

"so long and goodnight."

frank held gerard's hand, and he was shaking. gee couldn't get up to comfort him, he wanted to wipe the tears from his cheeks.

"frank, you promise me you'll move on?" gerard asked one night. frank held his hand, and answered, "i don't know gee, youre irreplaceable." gee smiled. "please move on, be happy frankie. that's what id want." frank nodded, tears filling his eyes.

"i promise i will."

gee smiled.

gerard thought of when he was little, and with mikey. they threw stones on the creek, and gerard scraped his knee. he had began to cry over a scraped knee. "gee, hey, hey don't worry youre not dying." gee smiled. "you won't die for a long time big brother."

sorry to let you down mikey.

the doctor came in, all of them looked towards him. frank knew what he meant. gerard could pass any minute.

"cmon doc, don't get all sappy." gee smiled to himself.

frank grabbed his hand, and shakily pressed a kiss to gee's forehead.

he let everyone say goodbye. they left the room, and it was just frank and gee. like the good old days.

"hey frankie." gee said softly.

frank was crying. he couldn't lose him. it was too soon! they can't take him! its unfair!

"gee - please don't leave." frank put his head on his chest. gerard just smiled, "frankie its time. i love you, please don't forget me."

frank nodded, "id never forget you gee." he was sobbing.

gerard started, "frank get married, have a kid, and move on. watch after mikey for me - and never stop making music. be happy. i love you. i don't want to leave you."

"gee, i love you. ill be happy i promise, for you i will. i swear-"

gee was barely holding on.

"gee i love you, but you need to let go. let go of me, let go of us. we love you gee. ill seen you soon. let go."

and gerard let go.

"daddy, who's this man?" bandit pointed at a picture of gerard. frank smiled sadly. "that's your other daddy." bandit looked at him confused, "where is he then daddy? is he playing hide and go seek? i like that game!"

frank smiled sadly again, "no baby, he's in a place where there's sunshine and happiness and wonders." bandit smiled, "is there unicorns?" she asks excited.

"sure honey, sure." frank said, picking up bandit, "lets get you tucked in." he smiled.

the photo on the couch was of him and gerard, backstage and gerard kissing his cheek. the last photo taken of them.

he let go, and now it was time for frank to let go.

so he did.

a/n; so i cRIED WHILE WRITING THIS. its short and im sorry. its 11 pm on a thursday night. don't expect much. anyways hope you liked it !! sorry for any grammar issues.