The Bully (Frerard)(Completed)

Chapter 23: Discharge

Frank's POV:

Yay! I get discharged from the hospital today.

I'm going to stay at Gerard's house though, mom and dad(?) are getting pretty into it and I don't want to wake up at home from her on the phone screaming at him or something. I was told to get plenty of rest and that's what I intend on doing!

As soon as my mom signs the papers, Donna, Gerard and Mikey's mom, drives me home to get my stuff.

I quickly walk in and jog up the staircase to my room. I grab out my backpack and put clothes in it. Two pairs of jeans, two t-shirts, some boxers, deodorant, eyeliner, socks, and anything else that may or may not be needed.

I walk out of my house, making sure to lock it, and walk across the street. I ignore the memories that come back from that night. I just let it cause me a slight shudder and a few goosebumps, but pass the memories off as nothing.

I knock on the door and get greeted with a hug, "Hey," Gerard says with his face pushed into my shoulder.

"Gerard, you're hugging me like I was gone for ten years," I chuckle lightly.

"Four days, but it felt like ten years, so close enough."

"I'm sorry," I whisper into his chest.

He lets go and pulls me inside, "Where are we going?" I ask with a smile on my face, for once, I can't read Gerard. It's fun, though, I like when people are unpredictable.

"My room!"

I nod, even though he can't see me and just continue on, going as fast as my legs will let me.

Once we're down there, I get pulled into another hug, "I really was scared."

I sigh into the hug, "I know," I whisper sincerely.

"I thought I lost you. I thought I lost you for good."

"I wish I could say what I was feeling that night," I whisper with tears filling up my eyes, "I wish I could explain every thought that circled my mind and say every feeling that washed over me, but... I don't want to hurt you anymore." I let some of the tears fall and sniffle a little bit.

"Tell me," he whispers, "I want to know."

I tighten my grip on his waist and then let go, leading him over to the bed.

We sit down slowly, getting comfortable.

"Okay," I take a shaky breath, "when I was home... I got the pencil and paper that I used to write the note. I was mad, I was mad at myself for doing what I was doing. I was also proud though, I was sure I wasn't going to fail this time."

I pause for a minute, seeing if Gerard wanted to ask anything.

"Then, on my way to the park, I was thinking about what Greyson said, I thought you honestly didn't care which is what gave me so much pride in that fact that I was sure I going to succeed. But, I was also thinking about what to put in the note."

Another pause, another minute of silence.

"As I was writing the note, I was saddened and angered. Saddened because I was going to leave my friends, angered because I realized how much of a mom my mother wasn't. I was upset with the last sentence, 'Gerard and Greyson, I finally did it.'"

I pause, but I do get a response from Gerard, "I didn't want you to do it," he says in a voice that tells me he's on the verge of breaking down.

"I know," I say knowingly, "I just didn't think about how much you actually care about me, all that was going through my mind was all the times you beat me up and called me insults that just.... Hurt. I wasn't thinking about the new you, just the old one.."

I sigh and continue on with my memories of that night, "Then... Then when I was getting out my blade.. I.. I was only thinking about myself," I was crying now, but I am not giving up on telling, "I wasn't thinking about how much it would affect you or Mikey or Ray... Or Skylar... Or anyone. Only myself. I was thinking about how the world would be a better place because I would be gone."

I take a deep breath and realize I'm shaking, I'm shaking from how bad this is, how bad this makes me feel.

"And... As I was... As I was..."

I couldn't say it, I couldn't say 'As I was cutting my veins'

I try again, for the sake of Gerard knowing, "As I was... In the process of... That... I was only thinking about how much relief I felt. Dying. It felt nice, but it was painful.

And as I was bleeding out, I could feel my veins emptying their contents all over the playground equipment, I felt happy. Happier than ever, knowing that finally, finally, Frank Iero would be gone.


But then, I heard you. I heard you yelling, telling me how Greyson was wrong. And all I felt was guilt, but couldn't bring myself to respond so you could find me.

Then I got lightheaded. And the happiness washed over me again. Then I slept. For what I figured would be forever.

I wish I could say that I was scared... But... All of my other attempts, I was scared. I was terrified. I thought that being scared was going to ruin it. So, I pushed all the fear from my system and just...."

I didn't realize that I was sobbing, or that Gerard was sobbing.

"I... I was telling the truth... He is wrong. I would care if you died," Gerard sobs out.

I climb into his lap and wrap my arms around him, "I know... I know you would care, and I'm so sorry for not seeing that, I really just.. I was so focused on the insults that I couldn't see reality right in front of my face."

He sobs harder and harder, crushing me in a hug as he sobs on my shoulder. I hug him tighter and close my eyes, trying to get the tears to stop.

"Frank, I... I really do love you," Gerard says through tears and sobs.

"I know, Gerard, trust me, I know."

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._. Not the best...

xoxoCrashFire