I Was Never Okay, I Promise.

Things Will Never Be The Same ( I Was Never Okay, I Promise part five )

yo yo yo. this is the second to last chapter of I Was Never Okay, I Promise. I really hope you're enjoying it. or maybe you're not happy about what just happened but y'know

- J

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** Frank's View **

" Gerard, don't do-" I rushed forward, but I was not quick enough.

There was a loud bang and Gee slumped to the floor, the gun falling out of his hands. I put my hand on the bleeding wound on his chest, placing pressure on it so the bleed would hopefully stop.

What am I kidding- it wouldnt stop with a gunwound like this.

I realized now, tears were pouring down my face and I couldnt stop them, and I was scared. I was so scared.

With a shakey hand I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and quickly dialed 9-1-1. In less then a moment did a woman picked up.

" This is 911, what is your emergency? "

" M-my boyfriend just shot h-himself, in the c-chest. " I managed to choke out, still pressing hard on the wound. Blood was seeping through his shirt and was all over my hand.

"  Sir, please remain calm and give me your address so I can send help. "

I gave her the address, trying to make sure my voice didn't shake so she couldn't understand me.

" Thank you, police and an ambulance should arrive momentarily. " she told me.

" t-thank you.. " I hung up and let my phone clatter to the floor as I pressed down with two hands.

" Oh my god.. oh my god Gerard.. " I sobbed, looking at his extremely pale face, and his closed eyes. He looked so peaceful somehow.

He can't be dead. He can't.. I love him. He can't die. I could hear sirens in the distance, and a light rain had started to fall. I coughed and removed my hands, looking at the bullet hole and then my hands, which were a solid red color.

" no.. no no no.. " I moaned, and just quit with trying to stop the bleeding, knowing it wouldn't, no matter how hard I tried. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tightly, as if it was going to do anything. My head was starting to spin, and my vision became blurry with tears. 

After what felt an eternity of waiting, siren finally arrived outside and a two police men and a few medics ran into the house. They saw me and Gee. I turned around and looked at them, my eyes begging for help. The medics pushed me away from him, and I watched as they put him on a gurney and rushed him to the ambulance. I stood up and started to follow them, but a hand grabbed my shoulder.

I turned around and looked at the police officer.

" Before we go anywhere, you need to tell us what happened. " he explained. The other officer picked up my phone and handed it to me, which I stuffed in my back pocket. Then she picked up the gun Gerard had used.

I couldn't believe that this was happening. I took a deep breath and tried to speak. Nothing came out. I ran my hands through my hair.

The male officer looked me over and nodded. " Lets wash your hands son, and then maybe we can talk. " I nodded almost roboticly, and walked over to the sink and turned on the water, and ran my hands under it. The water seemed to be blazing hot, and steam started to come up from the sink, but I didn't even notice. I started to rub off most of the blood, realizing that this was Gerards blood all over my hands.

Without any warning, I threw up into the sink. The officers were talking, and hadn't seemed to noticed. I took a shakey breath and turned off the water. My head was pounding and my throat hurt, and I felt like I was going to puke again.