forgotten - frerard [✔️]

four

frank iero was sick to the core.all the phlegm along with sorrow was built up in his chest like the great wall of china and he wasn't so sure how quick the phlegm would take to dissipate,but he knew that the sorrow would take a while.

his phone was empty and sorrow just like him.not one text by any of his friends,especially not fucking gerard way.

jamia's screen name didn't appear either and that hurt a bit to see.being his best friend and all but she couldn't be bothered with knowing that her best friend's common cold was slowly evolving into a bronchitis sent straight  from hell.

of course none of them were forced at gun point to speak to a lonely frank iero in this season of cheer,but it wouldn't cause them a fucking limb to at the very least leave him a voice mail; if people still left voicemails,that is.

frank's parents couldn't do it,y'know,with them being fucking dead and all; and frank's dog was,too.and really that was all the real family he had besides ray toro.he always did keep watch of frank,especially the past two christmas's ; the most wonderful and depressing time of the year for frank iero.

the phone rang after three days of it going a bit mute.frank didn't even check the name on the screen an he picked it up regardless of the fact that it could've been a bill collector from his phone service provider.if anything in his state of depression,he would even accidentally spill his heart out to that phone service provider or bill collecter if they just so happened to stay on the line for too long.

"he-hello?"

"frank,it's me,ray."frank could tell he was smiling already.he was always a cheery guy no doubt,"how you doing,buddy? you think i could stop by?"

that's exactly what he needed right now,"sure."

-

"so what's up? hope you don't mind lindsey taggin' along."

"it's alright.pretty sure i have bronchitis now,actually,"frank said jokingly as he sat down with a cup of hot chocolate,wishing that he was in fact joking because being sick sucked ass.he couldn't help staring at the blonde next to ray.the blonde that was now married to the sorry motherfucker that was 'too busy' nowadays.probably fucking her brains out rather than answering franks simple  'hi' texts.

lindsey frowned,"that sucks,frankie.do you need anything though-"

"i'm ok.don't worry about me,you've got your families an yourselves to worry about.i'll be fine."fank smiled warmly,receiving a equally as warm smile back from her was so rewarding that felt his cold body warm up a bit.they knew he wasn't ok.the fact that there were klenex tissues and cough drops everywhere gave that away.not to mention the two bottles of vic's vapor rub and the three thick quilts he was wrapped around in.

"if you say so,"the curly haired one rolled his brown eyes as he sipped form the cocoa,"hey,i've been meaning to ask you - how's gerard?"

frank didn't know what to say to that.of course he couldn't lie to that face,but he sure as hell didn't want to see him get upset,"uhm...i..."

ray squinted his eyes at frank but his smile was still present,"you're not telling me something here,frankie."

ray toro knew that kid so well there was no fighting it,so frank nodded."you know that you told him to,uhm,call me a couple of days ago?"

"yea.i spoke to him personally and he said he would,of course i remember."

"i even reminded him before bed,"lindsey said and frank gave her a polite smile.

"well uh..."frank gulped,his face looking pained as if he had just gotten punched in the gut,"he never did."