Song: Look Alive, Sunshine/Na Na Na by My Chemical Romance <3
Frank's POV
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Gerard always gets so uncomfortable when I ask to see his arms or look at them. I mean, I would be, too. But, then again, I don't have hundreds of scars all over them. Oh well, I mean, I will never force him to let me see. I just care about him and I want him to stop doing... Whatever he is doing. It's hurting him on the inside and out. I can't let him go. I can't go. We need to be here for each other. The bullies and dicks of the world can suck my ass, I honestly don't care. They can say what they want about me. But... I... Love... Gerard. I know that we aren't 'official' yet, but I want us to be. Today is the day that I will ask what we are... I don't know anymore. I think we are a 'thing'?
Gerard's POV
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I ran into the bathroom. I don't know why, but I did. I left Frank completely alone so my sorry ass and I could go cry, ALONE, in the fucking bathroom, "Yo Gerard! Where are you going?" Frank half-yelled as I ran out of his room into the hallway, Where I stopped and stared at myself in the mirror before I fully walked into the bathroom and shut the door. I sat down on the counter and cried. I rarely cry in front of people, besides Frank and Mikey. But, when I'm alone, by myself, I cry. A lot. I took the cigarette pack and lighter out of my pocket. I lit one and opened up the window. I figured, after all of this time, self destructing, what would a little more damage on my arm do? After I felt like I smoked enough of that cigarette, I took it and dug the lit end into my arm. I cried harder, trying not to yell out in pain. I watched as the circular burn started to turn red and little drops of blood came out. Just as I started to do a second burn, Frank opened the bathroom door, "WHAT THE FUCK GERARD? You... You promised. You promised ME that YOU wouldn't do this..." His eyes filled up with tears and all I could say was "I'm so, so sorry." he didn't look convinced. "Why... Why would- why do you do this to yourself, Gee?" Frank's crying. Over ME and MY faults.
Frank's POV
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I was wondering why Gerard was taking so long in the bathroom, and I got suspicious. I knew I could trust him, he promised me he wouldn't self-harm again. But, I ran into the bathroom anyway. I found Gerard leaning against the wall burning himself with his cigarette. He was crying, in pain. I was so angry. No, not angry, just... Disappointed. That's all, "I love the pain, Frankie." My face filled with tears, but I kept a on a blank expression, "I told you before... Talk to me if you ever even want to do this to yourself." I knelt down next to him and asked, "Let me see your arms." His sweatshirt sleeves covered up everything except his hands, so unless I pulled them up, I couldn't see anything. Gerard shook his head no. "Gerard. Let. Me. See. Your. Arms." He still refused. "GERARD FUCKING WAY LET ME SEE YOUR GODDAMN ARMS!" He started crying loudly and took off his sweatshirt. "Oh my god, Gee..." I traced over his scars with my finger, "D-do you h-hate me, F-frankie?" I kissed Gerard's neck gently and wrapped my tiny arms around his neck, "NO! I can't hate you. I love you. I love you more than you know and you are my FUCKING WORLD, GERARD!"
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the only hope for me is you; frerard
FanfictionGerard Way and Frank Iero. Gerard was self-destructing and needed someone to be there. His bestfriend at the time became much more than what he expected...
