It's about a girl and a guy and they both die, no, wait (Frank Iero FF)

10th Chapter:Have you heard the news that you're dead?

Song: "Dead!"

Album: "The Black Parade"

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Love,

~Blanca

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JULIET'S P.O.V.

I didn't know how much time I've been crying, but in my heart I still felt like if Frankie was alive. I could feel it, even when I've seen him...even when I've seen him fall.

At least I needed to see him again. Even if he was...even if he was dead. I needed to feel his skin against mine again. I needed to touch his hand, his cheek. I needed him alive with me.

They've brought me some tea, but I still remembered the teas Frankie used to prepare for me when I was nervous. Now I wasn't nervous, I was freaking scared.

The man that had rescued me that night came in the room I was bringing some stuff. He left it on the table and took off the helmet he's had on his head. He was young and looked sad. I sighed.

– Dr. Death told me you might want these things – his voice pointed that he was still a teenager.

– Thanks – I managed to say and tried to fake a smile. He nodded and left the room.

I looked over the things he have brought me. A pair of clean t-shirts. Oh, thanks, but I was wearing one of Frankie's t-shirts and I felt pretty comfortable in it. I had it yesterday already, but I didn't actually give a shit about it right then. Also a pair of magazines and my old and lovely stuffed spider. I got it since Dr. Death found me and thought I'd lost it.

I caught the spider and was laid on bed staring at the ceiling when an idea came to my mind. I stood up almost jumping and ran out of the room, going to where Dr. Death was.

His office has always been a nice place for me, but right then I was too concentrated to notice any change in the room.

He lifted his eyes from a magazine and flashed me a smile when I burst in the room.

– Juliet! It's nice to see you out of that room – I cut him off before he ended what he was saying.

– What if they aren't dead? – I asked. He frowned.

– What are you talking about? – I breathed.

– What if the guys aren't dead? – I repeated, trying to make him understand. The frown didn't leave his forehead though.

– That's impossible Juliet... – he said putting those eyes the people put when they're trying to make you feel better.

– I wasn't dead – I stated.

– You were lucky, but which is the possibility that four people are not dead? – he asked.

– You'll never know if you don't see it – I said getting a little nervous.

– I'm not going there, and I won't make anyone of the people here go – he erased the sympathetic smile from his face.

I frowned.

– You don't have to, but I'll go, so give me my gun – I extended my hand waiting for him to give it to me.

He sighed loudly and rested his back against the chair he was sat on.

– Juliet... – he started.

 – No! No more Juliets and buts, I'm tired of that, just give me my fucking gun and I'll leave! – He looked at me, his lips forming a thin line.

– Okay – He opened a drawer, took out my gun and handed it to me. I caught it, turned around and opened the door.

I looked back for a moment.

– Dr. Death, I know you're trying to protect me and I thank you for that, but I need to do this – I said trying not to end this relationship in this way.

He nodded as he took off his sunglasses.

– Prove I'm wrong Juliet – he kind of smirked and put on again his sunglasses, burying himself again in the magazine he was reading before I burst in.

– I'll do it – I said while I was leaving the room.

~x~

As I left the place after taking my things, I heard someone calling my name.

– Juliet, wait! – I turned around to find the guy that helped me; helmet in hand.

– I'll go with you – He said recovering his breathing.

I couldn't help but smile.

– What's your name? – I asked, leaving my bag in the truck of the car Frankie and I owned. They must have carried it here after all.

– James – he said with his eyes on me firmly.

– I can't make you come with me – I said while finding Frankie's jacket in the backseat of the car. I smiled to myself as I took it between my hands.

– But, but I can help, let me go with you – I lifted my eyes to him and then back to the small building that was behind us.

There was Dr. Death looking from his office's window. A frown plastered in his face.

– James, Dr. Death and the others need you here with them. They'll train you well – I patted his shoulder slightly.

– I don't want more training! I'm prepared – This guy reminded me of Frankie when he was younger. I smiled.

– If I return, I'll bring you someday with us, okay? But not now, I need to do this alone – he was going to complain but then nodded and wished me good luck before disappearing in the building.

~x~

I've been driving for like two hours. Where the hell was this place? I followed the instructions James have given me after I have convinced him to stay.

Half a day later I was in front of the big laboratory we tried to fight the other day. I introduced one hand in Frankie's jacket; I had it on. After relaxing myself I exited the car and went to the metallic fence; ray gun in hand.

I was surprised by what I found.