|I feel like this story is boring. Should I end it soon and start a different one?|
Frank's P.O.V.
"You wanna tell me what your dream was about? You seemed really shooken up,"
I remember last night when they seemed so scared and so panicky.
I rub their back as they cuddle closer to me under the blankets.
"I-It was-,"
Gerard sighed in frustration and stopped talking.
"What was it Gee?"
Gerard sniffed and exhaled before explaining.
"Well, in the dream, you- you kind of, broke up with me,"
Okay, normal enough. They have anxiety, no doubt they are stressing over everything.
They took a breathe.
"And then I killed myself," they rushed out.
Nightmares about suicide. That's no fun at all. It scares me to death to think that Gerard was dreaming about such an awful thing.
"What do you remember from it?" I push them to tell me. I want to hear more.
"I remember, not a lot actually. I know it felt extremely real. I woke up, and you were gone, and it was just a normal morning in bed, and I received a text from you saying you were breaking up with me with no explaination. I remember then going to the bathroom and swallowing pills to-"
Gerard held their breath and broke eye contact with me, shutting their eyes then blinking hard a few times. Their eyes were getting red and they look about ready to cry.
"Shh it's okay," I comfort, readjusting my arms so I'm holding them around the waist as they take deep breathes to calm down.
"It was all so scary," they cried in a soft voice, muffled against my shirt.
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