The Only Hope for Me is You

Cancer

Soon after, Gerard decided to go to bed. It was only 7pm, but he hadn't been able to sleep for a long time and it was the first time in what seemed weeks that he had wanted to sleep.
He entered his bathroom and undressed, until he was just in his boxers. He picked up his blade, and used it on his arm.
One cut for being worthless
Two cuts for being stupid
Three cuts for not being able to help Frank
Four cuts for the pain Frank was feeling
Five cuts for being a fat fuck up.
Soon he stopped counting and just did it. After he looked in the mirror then quickly turned away. He couldn't stand his reflection. His body was thin and fragile, and covered in cuts and scars, although all he could see was a fat, ugly mistake.
He crawled into bed, put his earphones in, Iron Maiden blasting in his ears, and closed his eyes.
A few hours later, Mikey walked in Gerard's room and saw that he was sleeping so he stepped outside and called for Frank and Ray.
"Guys come here, and bring a bowl of warm water"
(When someone is sleeping, if you put their hand in a bowl of warm water they will pee theirselves)
Minutes later, Ray and Frank came upstairs with the bowl, and they decided that Frank would do the job. So he creeped in Gerard's room silently and put the bowl of warm water beside Gerard's bed. He grabbed Gerard's arm with his soft hands and took it out from underneath the duvet. Suddenly he dropped it, whispering "Shit". When he picked up Gerard's arm, he saw around 50 deep cuts all up his arm. Recent cuts.
Gerard woke up and saw Frank kneeling on his bedroom floor, holding his arm full of scars, and jerked up, grabbing the duvet and pulling it over his scarred body.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING FRANK??!" Gerard shouted. Ray and Mikey ran in and saw Gerard in his bed and burst out laughing, not knowing what had happened. Frank stayed kneeling, with a puzzled and upset look on his face, his eyes filling with tears which he soon wiped away.
"Get out." Gerard whispered, in a less angry tone. Frank stood up and left, leaving Mikey and Ray confused at why Frank wasn't laughing. Frank walked straight to his room and slammed his door shut, locking it after him. He sat on his bed, staring into space. He was so upset but the tears wouldn't come out. He wondered what was wrong with him. "Why can't I fucking cry? Whats wrong with me, am I this heartless? Maybe I just imagined it. Maybe they were just old cuts, maybe I'm being stupid. Hopefully." Thoughts like this filled his head until he eventually fell asleep.
Meanwhile, Mikey and Ray sat downstairs on the sofa, drinking beer and watching TV. After a lot of beers and different various alcohol, Mikey got up and staggered to the stairs. He fell over onto the floor and decided to just sleep there. Ray followed him and they ended up sleeping on their hallway floor in their clothes.

When Gerard woke up it was only 5am. He seemed to had forgotten about the previous night, and changed into his clothes, a Black hoodie and dark blue ripped skinny jeans. He walked downstairs and nearly tripped up on Ray and Mikey at the bottom of the stairs, waking them both up. He got them both toast and coffee, then made Frank some cornflakes and sugar and brought it up to him. He walked into Franks room and gently woke him up, presenting him with his breakfast.
Watching Frank eat it, he sat and the end of his bed. He still couldn't remember the previous night.
"Gerard, look I don't want to panic you, but do you remember last night?"
"Last night? You're making it sound as if we had some kind of one night stand or something. Frank, what happened?"
"Ha I wish, oh god if you don't remember I guess I'll have to explain it to you. Basically, Mikey, Ray and I were going to do the hand in warm water trick, and I went in your room and I grabbed your hand and..."
"Shit"
"Look Gee, you can talk to me okay? I won't tell anyone not even them two hungover idiots downstairs. I just want to talk about this okay. I thought you stopped doing this Gee, ple...." Frank was cut off by a pair of soft, sweet lips connecting with his. He kissed back, not knowing what was happening.
"Wait what? Why are you doing this Frank? But wow Gerards lips are so soft and he sure is a good kisser," he thought to himself. Soon Gerards tongue entered his mouth and Gerard seemed to be on top of Frank, Franks hands on Gerards Ass. Gerard could feel Franks boner underneath him, let out a chuckle and carried on kissing. Frank took off his top whilst still kissing Gerard. Gerard copied Frank but suddenly Frank pulled away. His stomach and arms were full of cuts. Fresh cuts that had been done within the past few days. Gerard grabbed his top and started trying to put it back on when Frank took it off him and began gently kissing each and every one of his scars and cuts.