When I got home the dorm was a mess, I saw a bad looking Frank Iero in my bed, he looked bad, and I mean terrible. I scooped him up him up into my arms and grabbed a blanket.
My mom and dad finally coughed up their unused car to me and I drove my Frank to the hospital. He was out cold still.
My parents told me what happened.
After minutes of annoying waiting we got a room. Frank still asleep I held his hand and watched the crappy TV show that was on. The doctor came in soon after and told Me that Frank overdosed but he'll be okay.
My poor Frankie.
I feel so so bad.
I climbed into his bed with him and held him to me.
"Gee?" I heard his voice whine and I clutched onto him tightly.
"Frankie ohmy goodness, they almost didnt save you!" I said kissing him and holding him tightly.
"I'm sorry." Is all he said as my tears ran down to our connecting lips. The kiss heated quickly and frank left hickies on my neck.
We seriously only just met..
LATER THAT DAY ..
"Frank I think we should break up."
His eyes instantly got glossy and he whimpered out a small sentence.
"Uh..o..oh okay.."
