Cancer (Frerard)

Chapter 13- Getting worse

Gerards POV

I wake in my pajamas and bare top while Franks sleeping without a blanket with boxers on, looking gracefull while he sleeps like a baby elephant. I hear the twins are up as I go check on them. I tap the door and whisper Jamia as she doesn't answer but a small pretty girl with long dark hair and green eyes. I crouch down to her height as she smiles to me. Shes really cute and undeniably strongly related to Frank.

"Hewo, I'm Lily. " she smiles holding out her hand to me as I shake it softly.

"Why goodmorning Lily, I'm Gerard, d'want anything? is your mommy or Cherri up yet?" I ask as she turns around.

"Cherri? Cherri you awake?" she ask. She turns back to me with a smile with only a few teeth.

"Cherri's awake. I wanna glass of milk and some breakfast please" she smiles again as we wait for Cherri who holds her sisters hand tight as we walk down the stares to the living room.

"Hey girls, want some pancakes? Wanna put some cartoons on?" they both nod as I flick the TV on, turning it to cartoons which I asume they like, its called Adventure time and both laugh straight away. I start making the breakfast when I hear someone run down the stares.

"Cherri? Lily?" Jamia calls turning the corner quick.

"Hi mommy, Gerards making us pancakes, we love pancakes" Jamia lets out a large breath as I turn to her.

"Jams, you okay? you look alittle worried"

"I thought Alec took them. Thanks Ger" she walks to the girls and sits next to them. Mikey and Taylor are still in bed so, might as well make a full breakfast for everyone.

The girls are a delight, they make the house whole with their laughter. Its 11 and no one else is up.

"Hey girls, want to watch Frozen?" their little eyes lite up.

"Yeah Geward" Lily says adorably as I turn Netflix on. Jamia sits with them, once in a while offering to help while I tell her the same.

"Your guests, let me cook I enjoy it" Mikey walks down the stares and stops.

"Um Ger, theres two girls and a lady in the living room?" he looks confusingly.

"Franks sister and neices. Its complicated, breakfasts ready. D'you enjoy last night Mr loverboy?"I ask, nudging his arm whike he grabs a plate.

"Yeah" he mutters embarised.

"And you say me and Frank are loud?" I laugh aggravating him. Taylor comes down next and talks to the girls and Jamia, they get along really well. The girls love her already, platting her hair and talking about princesses.

Frank still hasn't come down. Its rare that he sleeps this late.

"Jam, has Frank always slept late?"

"No, he likes sleep but he was never this late"

"I better go check on him then" I worry, running up the stares into my room where I see him.

Hes so pale and lifeless, his hair is flopped over his face as his body so still and whiter than mine.

"MIKEY CALL 911" I scream while running over to Frank. I try to wake him but he won't.

"Frank please wake up." I shake him, slap him and tap him but he wont move.

Jamia runs up along with Mikey, talking to the ambulance telling him to keep calm.

"they wont be long" he tries to calm me as I pannic, my chest is hurting and my hesrt is breaking.

"Frank.. please wake up.. please God wake up" I cry next to him, begging the lifeless body to magically awake.

"Taylor, look after the girls" Mikey calls as he pulls me off Frank when the ambulance men arrive.

"Do you wanna go inthe ambulance?" Mikey offers Jamia as I fight him.

"Get off me Mikey, I want to be with Frank" I scream pulling away from Mikey but he holds me back. My breathing quicken's as I shake and chest hurts more. Its getting harder to breath.

"Gee-" I snarl.

"Don't you dare call me Gee, thats his name for me" Fuck I sound like a toddler while Franks fighting for his life. I hear the ambulance fade away from my house as my hearts being ripped out.

"Ger, your having an anxiety attack, Frank wouldn't want to see you like this" Mikey falls to the floor still holding me tivht as I battle him for me to be free from his grip.

"Ger, calm down please? we can go see him then just breath" He starts to do as he says while I do the same. I just want Frank to be awake with me. I want him to be alive.

"Good boy, c'mon we need to get dressed" he mutters while standing us both up letting me go . I'm calmer but not calm. I change into any shit I could while Mikey does the same. I need to see Frank, I need to. He's getting worse and I know it.

Hes slowly being stolen from me by death.