What a catch Donnie

The Pros and Cons of Breathing

Stars sparkled joyfully, unaware of the horrors happening down below. The once mighty Titanic had been sinking for almost an hour by now. Frank was clinging to my shirt, bawling his eyes out. I had long given up on comforting him. He looked up at me, and sniffed.

"I'm so sorry, Gee. I'm useless, I'm a coward. I shouldn't be crying, I should be helping." He seemed so upset, so disappointed in himself. I gently stroked his soft cheek, smearing some of his tears in doing so.

"Frank, all your quirks, all your problems, even your depressions and your failure, that's what makes you, you. Never, ever stop being you, Frank. Okay? You're going to be okay, Frank, I'll make sure of it, even if it's the last thing I do!" I murmured to him, now crying as much as him. "There's still room on the lifeboats, you know. You could be safe."

"But I wouldn't have you."

That one sentence, said by that one man, shook me to the core. He was willing to risk his life for me. I was about to say something, but a huge crash stopped me. The boat started to tilt, slowly at first, but it soon gained speed. I ran to the bars, dragging a scared and confused Frank behind me.

"C'mon! Hold onto these bars, you'll be safe then." I yelled to him before grabbing the bars. He soon followed suit. The ship continued to tilt. It was diagonal by now, climbing swiftly to vertical. 

"I don't know about you, but I don't feel very safe." Frank yelled to me, as the screams of other passengers drowned out most noise. A woman, probably in her thirties, who hadn't made it to the bars in time, slid down the ship, crashing into poles on the way. She was probably dead by the time she reached the sea.

"We're safer then her though, aren't we?" I tried to comfort him, but it didn't work.

"Not really, face it Gee. We're going to die out here."

"Frank, please. Darling, you'll be okay. Just keep hanging on."

His eyes gently lifted.

"Promise?"

"Promise."

"You'll be okay too, won't you?" 

"You're more important Frank, don't worry about me."

The ship shook suddenly, causing some people to fall into the icey unknown. Frank cried out next to me, as we started sliding.

"Climb over the bars Frank! We might have to jump..." I screamed to the man next to me. He nodded nervously, then started to climb. I followed him. We crawled forward until we got to the edge of the ship.

"Jump on the count of 3..." I shudder, scared for Frank's life. I had long given up on caring for myself.

"2..." Frank grabs my hand and gives it a reassuring squeeze. I instantly feel slightly better.

"1..." I give Frank one last smile.

"Jump!"

We leapt off the boat, falling through the air and narrowly missing the rotors. It seemed like hours as we fell, yet it was only seconds. We crashed into the cold water. Then panic set in. I couldn't breath, My vision blurred and started going black around the edges. I would have died if I hadn't heard a certain voice calling for me. Frank. I kicked, trying to get to the surface. Finally I broke through the water, to almost be pushed back down by Frank, who was very happy to see me.

"I thought I lost you..." He murmured into my ear.

"C'mon, Frank. Let's get you to safety.

- 10 minutes later, Franks POV - 

I lay on the door, shivering from the cold. Hypothermia had taken over my body. I was going to die. I leant forward, and tried to talk to Gerard.

"Gee? Oh God, Gee, don't leave me." I muttered. No reply. I stroked his hand gently. No response. I reached out my hand and slowly pressed it to his throat, and my heart quickened. Time slowed down. There was no pulse to be found.

"No... no..." I muttered, trying to make sense of it. Why him? He was the kindest, sweetest person to ever live. He was the only man who respected me, who made me feel loved. Hiis black hair was dotted with frost, the same on the long eyelashes that adorned his now forever closed eyes. His lips were blue, as well as his face. I placed a quick kiss on his frozen forehead, then pushed him away from the door. He sunk slowly down into the water, then disappeared from view. A lone fishing boat appeared on the horizon, hunting for any survivors. It spotted me, I think. Even without Gee, I din't want to die out here, all on my own.