The next thing I knew I was being wheeled down a long white hallway. Oh god please don't let me be dead. I couldn't die there was no way. Suddenly they wheeled me into a white room that smelled like metal and cleaning supplies. I was in an operating room. Suddenly I felt something enter the back of my hand. Oh great, an IV. I hated needles, but it's not like I could do anything about it now.
It's funny how one second you are ready to take your own life then you regret it and want to live. I had to live. I had to force my self to stay in my body. I had to stay alive for Frank. My vision started t go blurry. Oh hell no, not again. Then darkness took over. After almost an hour of dark I started to see a bright light. I noticed a feeling too. I felt this amazing sense of warmth and love. My vision cleared and I knew immediately knew where I was. "Heaven" I said as I looked at the most beautiful sight I had ever seen.
Franks POV
I watched through a plate of glass as Gerard flat lined. I was in a crying fit. I screamed out "Gerard no!" I burst through the door and the nurses held me back from grabbing him. They suddenly pulled a bullet out of his head. I blacked out from the sight of it. The nurses picked me up and took me to an empty room. "We will be bringing Mr. Way in this room if he survives." And they shut the door. I broke down in a crying mess. I never was religious but I knew Gerard was, so I got down on my knees and prayed for God to heal Gerard. Then sat in a cold plastic chair they keep in hospital rooms for guests.
I read over Gerard's letter to me. Just as I read the first word "Code blue in surgery." Rang on the intercom.
Gerard's POV
"That's right Gerard." A male figure spoke approaching me. "Who are you?" I asked turning to face him. "I'm your guardian angel." The man spoke. He had a beautiful voice and was very neat looking. "May I ask if you have a name?" I asked as he stood in front me. "You can call me Bert." He sighed. "So am I home?" I asked. He shook his head saying "No Gerard, you're not. You have to go back." He took my shoulder and explained why I had to go back.
"But I don't want to leave it's so beautiful here." I argued. "I understand but I most show you something before you make your final decision." Bert said leading me to a large round mirror. It shown a boy holding a piece of paper passed out in a plastic chair. It was Frank. "Frank..." I spoke. "There's more Gerard. If you do not go back this will happen." He waved his hand in front of the mirror and it shown three grave stones. They read 'Michael Way' 'Gerard Way' and 'Frank Iero'. "How did they die?" I asked. "They took their own lives directly after you did." Then it shown Ray placing flowers on our graves. "I want to go back." I said.
Bert smiled and pushed me backwards and I began to fall slowly through clouds. Then I felt an awful pain my head and monitors beeping. "He's alive." A female voice spoke. "Good let's get him stitched up." Said a male voice. I relaxed and allowed them to sew my bullet wound. Then I was wheeled into a room and heard Frank yell out my name.
He rushed to my bed side and grabbed my hand. "Frank..." I groaned. I opened my eyes to see tears streaming down his cheeks. I shushed him saying "It's okay." and I put my hand on his cheek brushing away the tears with the pad of my thumb. "I love you baby." I said as Frank hugged me. "I called Mikey and Ray. They'll be here any minute." Frank said letting me go. "You what!" I screamed furiously. Frank looked at m questioningly. "What did you tell them!?" I yelled. Frank stuttered, shocked with my anger.
