Soulmates [Ferard]

I've fallen

GUYS just a quick trigger warning it kinda gets REALLY sad and depressing here sorry :( ;) :/

Gerard's POV

Ring.... Ring.... Ring.... Ring....
You have reached Frank I'm busy with my boyfriend right now. Not like that you perv! Anyway leave a message and I'll get back. If I have time!

I was sobbing. Mikey and Pete were trying to cheer me up. Did he not love me? Was I a pathetic mess? 5 weeks he had been gone. Just gone.

"Gerard? Do you want some food? Or shall we go back to the coffee shop?" Mikey seemed genuinely worried. I'd met Frank nearly 6 months ago and he'd never left me alone this long. I stood up and walked into the kitchen avoiding Pete. I grabbed as much as I could. Vodka, red wine, whiskey. Anything. Mikey caught we walking down the stairs to my room. He knew what I was going to do.

"Gerard please. Don't fall back to that. Please I- I cant loose you again!" He pleased. I turned and gave him a look of despair.

"I'm sorry."

I couldn't go on.

~~~~~Almost a week later ~~~~~~~

My room was a mess of cereal boxes, bottles and tissues. I cant remember what I've said or what day or what time it is. My head was spinning and my vision was blurry. This wasn't the worst day of my life but it was up there. I could just remember Frankie. Frankie. Frankie. I'd called and called and called but he hadn't listened. I'd texted him, E- mailed him, gone over to his house. And waited for hours on end for a response to knocking. Nothing.

Nothing.

Nothing.

What had I done? What had I said? Why was he ignoring me? I took a swig out of the bottle in my hand. It was my fault, and even if it wasn't, its was. What had I done?

I could hear Mikey pounding at the door, perfectly in time with the pounding in my head. He could open the door. It wasn't locked. He was just being polite. I wish he'd stop. I wish he'd just....

Stop.

Another swig of what ever was in my hand. I didn't know. The world flipped upside down and went black. Living like this had its ups and downs. For one, I could easily slip between consciousness and unconsciousness like clicking my fingers. I could block out Mikey's pleads to stop and my friends calls of condolence. Some one else was here the other day. I think it was josh. I couldn't care. Unfortunately I couldn't shake the guilt of having done something wrong. I constantly felt sick. My vision was always doubled up. My mouth always tasted of vomit and deep regret. It was both horrible and relieving. He was never coming home. Never coming home. Could I call him? Should I? Why would he pick up though, after hundreds I'd already sent? I wanted to pick up my phone and chuck it across the room, but I only managed a limp throw. It landed 2 feet away, screen upward. I wanted to scream in despair, but my throat was sore from drinking and crying. I squeezed out a small croak and then nearly blacked out from the tears forcing their way out of my eyes. I sounded like failure. I was failure. A pathetic mess. I was a pathetic mess.

The sobs wracking my frail body made everything hurt 10 times more. My eyes were burning now; I couldn't see anything my sight was so blurry. Slowly I rose from my bed to pick up my phone, but I tripped over something and fell flat on my face. At least my phone was within reach now. Painfully I rolled over and stared up at the ceiling. It stared right back, black and unmoving. God my head was screaming now. Mikey was back slamming his hands against the door. He obviously heard me fall then. I hope he was looking after himself or Pete was at least. I attempt at standing up to tell him to shut up, but I'm only greeted with the floor rising upward. He seemed satisfied with my movement  and walked off leaving me alone with my mind.

Silence.

I can only hear the slight scuffle of feet from upstairs and my own broken heart beating.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

Then-

' I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But its only me and I walk alone

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a-'

I slam my hand on the accept button. Somewhere in my half drunken mind says this is Frank's ringtone, the one I set for him after he said he like the song. It couldn't be.

But it was.

Tentatively, voice hoarse, I whisper into my phone.

"Frankie?" For what seems like an eternity there's no response. Someone might have found his phone or- I might set this ringtone for another number or-

My train of thought is cut off by a worried voice I hadn't heard in a while.

"Oh shit Gerard. Gerard. Gerard listen to me-" I cut him off , not realising how urgent this was.

"Frankie? Is- is it actually you or- or am I hallucinating y- you?" That was an important question to me but I don't think he understood me.

"Its really me Gerard. Bloody hell are you drunk or something? Have you been drinking?" There was something in his voice.

Anger?

"Yesss" I slurred "but I haven't in like um 45 minutes?" Silence. This wasn't good he was lost and I was drunk.

"Oh Gee honey, I cant be sympathetic right now but my mum she's.... No go away let me leave!! Gerard my house the- the basement! Ahh! P- please it hurts STOP!...." I was stunned w- what had I just heard?

"Frankie?" I whimpered like a small child. "Are you there? I'll come find you I promise...."

"Thank...." The line went dead. Tears were rolling down my fave. I threw my bottle across the room.

"Mikey! Please bring Pete! I need help! I got a call!" I screamed. He must've heard me because him and Pete came running down the stairs. I was in a bad state; Unclean, half drunk and sobbing because my boyfriend was beaten to half death in his own basement. By. His. Own. Mother. Pathetic.

After 2 days of sobering up and explaining (A/N cleaning too ofc), I was ready to sort this shit out. Im coming for you Frankie. I'll save you. I promise.

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A/N

Holy fucking shit this shitty ass fanfic has like 104 veiws?!

Oh and this chapter has like 1090 word not counting this!

Im so hyper tbh and i may or may not be posting more frequently!

If you hadn't noticed its generally me (oceanlover) writing this so like I write the A/N's but i sign it with Captain-stucky too cos she does like write more than half of these chapters soooooo

Also we're not sorry for all of the badly placed references in all the chapters so far and to come 😂😌😂😂

Yeah

Have a great day!

~Oceanlover & Captain- Stucky