Desolation Row (Frerard)

Tell Him I Love Him

"We fall apart as it gets dark
I'm in your arms in central park
There's nothing you could do or say
I can't escape the way, I love you
I don't want to, but I love you"

*Final Chapter*
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The moment I walked out of the hospital, I took in every little detail. The stark red of the roses, the dazzling green of the plants. I didn't need to wear anything too heavy; it was very nice and warm outside.

I decided to walk home. It wasn't very far from here. Frank made us move to a place close to a hospital because he was very protective of me. That was one thing I liked about him. Only he was allowed to break me, but no one else could've. Only he knew how to play with me like a ragdoll. But I guess I don't have to worry about him now, should I?

I walked through a park. I watched children play around on the metal playsets, their childlike innocence radiating off their tiny bodies. The mothers speaking to each other on the benches about the weekly gossip on Carol. 

Once I left the park, I closed my eyes and opened my apartment door. The place smelled of cannolis- my favorite desert. Frank made it for me when I was sick or sad or just when I had a bad day. 

I grabbed a knife from the kitchen before walking upstairs into our room. Frank's clothes were still there. I picked up his favorite Batman shirt and held it close to my chest. The shirt still smelled of Frank.

I looked down at the knife I was holding and my body trembled. I got on the bed and lied down on my back. The knife glistened against the light, making  a dazzling, gleaming view.

Closing my eyes should make the pain easier as I plunged it in my chest.

I gasped for breath as the pain doubled and doubled. My voice was hoarse as it pleaded for assistance. But there was nobody to help me now. My vision was getting darker and darker until there was total bleakness.

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I sobbed hardly on the seventh-grade stairwell, holding my ruined sketchbook close to me. Adam and his cronies threw it in a lake, ruining all of my hard work. Why did all of the bed things have to happen to me?

"Why're you crying?" I heard a boys voice and I flinched in fear. Nobody's ever nice to me. They never care about me.

"W-what?" I looked up and saw a short but very handsome guy. He had a lip ring and a very attractive face. 

"I'm Frank- the new kid," He said before reaching his hand down to me. "You looked like you were in distress, so I came to help you."

"I'm Gerard." I took his hand and he helped my up off the ground. "C-can we be friends, Frank?" I asked quietly. He smiled at me lovingly before nodding.

"You're the first person who asked me that," he said before hugging me. I returned the gesture, smiling against his shoulder.

"We'll be the best of friends, Gerard."

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The End.

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