Franks POV
"Frank, you got to go, to get better" Jamia patronise's me for the thousandth time in 10 minutes. Jamia's my younger sister,
(not true, just wanted it to be) and the biggest pain in the ass ever. Ever since I found out I had cancer and yes, I face the truth unlike her, I've been moaned at, begged and pleaded to go to chemo but lets face it, we re all gonna die someday, why not now? Her long black hair curled at the tips and eyeliner thin and lashes long with redish lips match her pale skin.
I mean theres nothing left for me here. My parents moved back to Italy last May, Jamia has her own life now and kids too and what do I have? Jack shit thats what. Yeah I have my own house, own job well I did and my own car, I want more. I mean, whats a guy gonna do without a job or money, sit in the house and watch some wifes of some unknown rich guy, slagging off other woman in some Gucci dress and snake shoes. Fuck no.
Thats why I dont want to be here anymore, alive I mean.
"Just go for once, please Frank. Do it for me, if not me then do it for Lilly and Cherri please?" she begs, her brown eyes close to tears and her bottom lip quivering just like when we were kids.
"Fine, one treatment." I breath out, a smile grows accross her lips and soon to be tears fade away, I stand from the sofa where I was holding my boycott against going and stroll hopelessly to her Landrover and jump in the passanger seat, waiting for all hell to break loose. When we enter the clean hospital, she walks so close to me she pushes me against the wall. Left after Right and down narrow corridors, we finally reach ward C.
Jamia grabs my hand tightly as I look up to give her a reassuring look.
"Im gonna be okay, I promise" I hug her before we open the ward door to see jet black hair, a good body and beautifull brown eyes. Now im nervouse.
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I haven't spoke to the doctor. Jamia wasnt aloud to come with me because she had to pick the kids up from school, but I wouldnt have spoken anyways. Shit I'm nervouse around the nameless doctor.
"Mr Iero, I'm Dr Way, or you can call me Gerard" I nod with a small smile. Gerard, the beautiful doctor is Gerard. His touch sends shivers all over me as his jet black hair flows over his pale skin, flawless yet so interesting. He prods me with injections making his self squirm.
"Sorry, I hate needles" he mutters stabbing me yet again. He injects me with the hightly toxic liquid that will kill me in high doses, small would 'hopefully' kill the cancer cells. Gerard smiles before walking away to collect something, fuck knows but something inside me, wants to go after him...
Gerards POV
I Couldn't stop staring at him, he's well, beautiful in every way I can think of. But, why wouldnt he talk to me? is it me?
"Ray, how long is Mr Iero staying here under observation?" I ask, hoping it would be awhile.
"Um, let me check" he opens the filing cabinet marked 'H-J' searching for Iero, which thinking couldnt be hard. I mean, how many people do you know with the letter 'I' for a last name? Iero, its a strange last name but wow its hot.
Gerard stop thinking like that, hes a patent and that sort of relationship couldnt happen, its banned. He might not be gay. That girl he came in was maybe his girlfriend so stop wanting what you cant have.
"I have work Gee, heres his file, check for yourself sassy ass" he hands me a thick brown paper file before grabbing more files and walking in the opposite direction to were I came.
Name: Iero Antony Frank JR
Age: 30
Date of Birth: 31 October 1984 (incorrect but I know that)
Work: Unemployed
Address: New Jersey
Siblings: Iero Jamia
Children: None
Stay time: 2 weeks.
Mecical conditions: lactose intolerance, bipolar
Food allergies: No dairy products, Vegetarian.
2 weeks, hes here for two weeks with me! I jump with excitement too see other patence laugh at my outburst of joy, hopefully Frank didn't see that. Please say he didnt say that.
When I return to Frank, hes on his phone with black headphones in humming a familiar tune.
"Can you tell from the look in her eyes
We re going know where
we live our lives and we re ready to die
we re going know where"
I sing quietly to his humb when I notice one headphone is out, shit he heared me. A gigle comes from his perfect peirced lips. That noise is music to my ears.Its wonderfull.
"Bring me huh?" I ask knowing the answer but I just want to hear him speak. His head bounces up and down with lots of enthusiasm. So, he likes the same music as me, its a sign from the lord o' sass that we are ment to be!
I walk away from him with great difficulty, but it's my break and I need it after eyeing at that face for an hour or so.
Calm down G, chill out.I just want to talk with him. I take a cancer strip and light it to my lips, calming me from my hot thoughts of Frank
Mikey calls me at break saying hes awake, its 1 in the afternoon!
"So, hows work?" he asks emphasising the so.
"Works good." I grin but Mikey catches on.
"Who is she?" he asks, I gasp .
"Who's what Mikey?" I play dumb to the sound of his laughter.
"Gee, I know when you fancy someone, so who is she?" And that's when realisation and guilt smashes onto me. Mikey, my baby brother who I love deeply is homaphobic. Thats why I havent told him, im afraid he'll be like everyone else when I was at school.
"Gee? Whos the lucky girl?" He asks again as the nerves build up, should I tell him?
"Um, uh shes just a patent's sister." I cant believe you done that Gerard! You lied to your own brother about liking a girl, just tell him.
"Well, I gotta run. I gotta date in half an hour." Mikey Way, the ladykiller. Well I dont blame the girls, hes goodlookin' if I say so myself.
"Another date! Mikey your 29 for fuck sake, think about settling down"
"Says the one thats 32 and single. Anyways Gee, I like her, she seems really nice..." He draws away as I puff out the last bit of smoke on my cigarette.
"Who is she?" I ask after a short silence.
"Bob's sister, Holley." Oh I remeber her, shes tall and shes got long blonde hair, pale skin and light lips with blue eyes.
"Nice girl, don't break her heart or Bob will break you"
"Yeah, whatever I gotta run. Have a nice day at work bro and no fucking some girl over the desk"
"Oh just like you did Mikey" we both hang up as the line goes dead.
Time to see Frank again.
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Cancer (Frerard)
FanfictionCOMPLETED Gerard Way is a doctor in chemotherapy, New Jersey. Frank Iero is a self destructive cancer suffering patent whos quiet and nervouse around Gerard. Will it be too late for them to be together?
