Frerard Oneshots

I can't lose you.

Gerard knew what he was doing was killing him slowly. But he couldn't care less at this point. Life wasn't going his way and everything was just WRONG. Nothing would go his way and he would get discouraged. One time he ended up punching a wall and breaking his hand. Smart I tell ya.

Every day he would wake up feeling worse than the last and he would go into the kitchen and grab a beer. Finish it and move on to the next. That's what his days consisted of mostly. He would text his boyfriend Frank some times. But other times he would be too drunk to even find his phone.

Frank knew how bad he was. Frank knew that what he was doing was killing him. He tried helping Gerard every chance he got. But it never sunk into Gerard that he was trying to help.

Whenever Frank would take the drink away from him he would get angry and yell. "Frank! Give me the fucking drink back!" Frank would get scared and tears would start forming.

"But, Gee. I'm, I'm just trying to help you." He would say. "Well I don't need any help. Give it back." Which Frank did. Other times he would hide all of his beer from him. But of course Gee would just leave and go get more.

Frank just couldn't win this battle.

Years and years after being together, Frank had had enough of Gerard's ways when he was drunk. He was mean and would yell and sometimes hit him and make him do things he didn't want to do. And Frank just couldn't deal with it anymore.

"Gee, I'm sorry. But I'm done babe. I can't handle this anymore. Unless you change your ways and put the alcohol down, I'm gone. I love you. Call me when your sober." He said as he left Gerard siting on the floor with his face in his hands crying.

He had lost the one thing that kept him happy besides alcohol. He couldn't function. He ended up sleeping on that dirty cold floor that night.

The next few weeks were torture for Gee. He would try to text Frank but he knew that Gerard was drunk.

-Gerard
Heyyyyyy Frankkiiee. I loojve youuU!
XoXooGEez

-Frankiexoxo
Don't text me. you're drunk.

Gerard tried his hardest to stop drinking. But it was just so hard. Every time he drank one he could see the sadness in Frank's eyes. He was killing himself. Loosing the one person he needed and losing himself.

A month later of no texts from Frank, Gerard was at his end. He didn't care anymore. He stumbled up the stairs in his house and into his room. Nearly falling over everything in sight. He looked at himself in the mirror and cried. He looked pathetic. All the alcohol making him gain some pounds. He hated how he had made himself look this bad.

He walked over to his bed and just laid there quietly. He suddenly started crying into his pillow. It got to the point where he couldn't handle it anymore. "I can't go on. I can't go on"

He grabbed his phone and pulled up Frank's contact.

-Frankiexoxo
I'm s-sorry Frankie. I'm so sorry I treated you that way. The alcohol just helped me. But I'm done hurting people I care about. Just know that I love you forever. You deserve better. Goodbye. XoxoGee.

He sent the message and closed his eyes. He thought "well this is it." He then leaned over and under his bed and found his gun he kept for safety. He was ready to stop hurting. He didn't want Frank to hurt anymore. He just wanted to end it all right here, right now.

Right before he placed he barrel of the gun to the side of his head, his phone dinged and lit up the words FRANK.

He answered quickly.

"Gerard. Baby please don't do anything. Please. I need you here. Please I love you!!" He said quickly into the phone.

"I love you too Frankie. But that's why I need to. You deserve someone much better who won't hurt you or make you cry. It's just a better way out." He said crying in sobs.

They stayed on the phone talking to each other. Gerard cried about everything on his mind. Frank quickly got into his car and started his drive.

He quickly drove over to Gerards house still talking on the line. When he got there, he quickly let himself in with his key. Of course he still had it, he was going to come back sometime.

He raced up to Gee's room and opened the door and saw him on the bed with the phone in his hand. He smiled at him from across the room and they hung up together. Frank walked over and sat on the bed.

Frank looked at him and saw the gun next to him. "May I?" Frank said pointing at it. And Gee shook his head slowly before Frank took it and placed it on the dresser beside him. He got back into bed beside Gerard and looked at him.

"Gerard, don't you think for a minute that I don't deserve you. You mean the absolute world to me. I just hated seeing you hurt yourself every single day. It broke my heart. I couldn't let you do that to yourself. I love you too much." Frank said as he hugged Gee, both smiling.

"And I love you too and I'm so sorry Frank. Everything in my head is so screwed up that for some reason, that alcohol seemed to numb the pain of it all. And I know that I can't live like that because I would lose you. And there's no way in hell I'm letting that happen again." He said smiling.

They held each other closely all night and just talked. They talked about everything like nothing was wrong. They even shared quite a few kisses here and there. It felt normal again, like it should. Gerard soon fell asleep holding onto Frank's smol body.

Frank sat awake staring at the boy he loves. He noted that Gee was now smiling in his sleep. Hopefully the bad memories fading away from Gerards mind. Frank laid down with his arms wrapped tightly around Gee's waist. He had one thing on his mind when he went to sleep.

"I'm gonna help you, Gerard. I'm gonna fix you."

And that was what Frank did.

Hope you liked this one! -Aly