Forever and Always // frerard

Chapter 6 - I Tried (almost) Everything

*5 months later coz I'm a lazy little shit, if you want me to write filler I can. Just ask ☺ *

Gerard POV

Another day... Fucking great. I stretched and sluggishly made my way to the bathroom. I adjusted the temperature and got naked. I got in and washed my hair and body. Once that was done I was left standing in the shower thinking about Frank.

Frank and I have been dating for 5 months now, I've never been happier. I love him so much it hurts me. We've been trying all these things to try and get him out of the woods. It got to the point where we tried getting him to possess our coffee pot to try and get him out (a.n- person10908). It didn't go well.

We've tried taking parts of his skeleton out of the woods to try and get him out. We also tried straight up walking out holding hands, when we tried that he was in so much pain. He started crying. It hurt me so much to see someone I care about so much be in pain. We've tried almost everything. There's only one more thing I can think of, I'm going to do it tomorrow afternoon. God I hope it works.

I got out wrapped a towel around my waist and jogged downstairs to my room. I chucked on an old Iron Maiden shirt and my trusty old black skinny jeans. I ran my fingers through my hair.

I got a bottle of water out of the fridge and chugged it, because I fucking love water. Mikey comes out of his room with yet another Anthrax shirt on and a pair of ripped black skinny jeans. He grabbed a bottle of water as I grabbed my bag and got the keys. He got his bag and met me outside. I locked the door and drove us to school. I parked and killed the engine. Mikey and I went over to our friends and Mikey have Ray and kiss. I began talking to Brendon and Ryan. They were discussing communism, a subject I can get behind. 

Soon after Ryan and I won the argument saying that communism should be given another chance, the bell rung. I went to my locker and chucked the books I don't need right now into it. I walked to my music class with everyone. We took out seat and waited for Miss Jackson.

"Hey guys so for today's lesson I've reserved the performance hall so you can perform the songs you guys have been working on for the past 8 months"

I heard some cheers then some people freaking the ever loving fuck out. I was one of them. We lined up outside bur quickly turned into a swarm of teenagers. It was fucking terrifying. I may be a teen myself, but they still scare the living shit out of me. We got to the performance hall everyone stood around waiting.

"Okay guys, the first group up is Fall out Boy"

Patrick, Pete, Andy and Joe stood up and adjusted the equipment. Patrick took to the mic and began using his soul voice.

"She says she's no good with words, but I'm worse
Barely stuttered out a joke of a romantic stuck to my tongue
Weighed down with words too overdramatic
Tonight it's it can't get much worse
Versus no one should ever feel like

I'm two quarters and a heart down
And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds
These words are all I have so I write them
I need them just to get by

Dance, dance
We're falling apart to halftime
Dance, dance
And these are the lives you love to lead
Dance, this is the way they'd love
If they knew how misery loved me

You always fold just before you're found out
Drink up it's last call last resort
But only the first mistake and I

I'm two quarters and a heart down
And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds
These words are all I have so I write them 
So you need them just to get by