☆Save Me☆ {Frerard Fanfic}

43: Drums Of The City Rain

Gerards POV
Gracie spent most of the night crying, I stayed up with her for moral support, and to make sure that she wouldn't do anything she'd regret. Frank understood my situation, so he left Gracie and I alone. "I just don't understand.." She mutters between sobs. I feel like I could do more to help her. "I know, I know." I say, rubbing her back as she cries. "There was nothing we could've done, we would've died ourselves." I say, I'm not very good at seeing positives, but I'm doing my best to try and make her feel slightly better. She nods. "I get that, I just feel so helpless." She sniffs. "I just need some time to think about this." She says and I nod, standing up and turning to leave. "Call out if you need anything." I say, getting a nod from Gracie.

I close the door and sigh, tilting my head back and look at the roof. Loki, the one who got us out of Rosemere, one of our friends is dead. I walk back into my room, Frank waiting for me. "You holding up okay?" He says, not looking too good himself. I shake my head and Frank wraps his arms around me and I just let everything go. "I hate seeing Gracie like this, Jacquie should've just let him live for fucks sake!"

Sorrow soon turned to anger and back to sadness. "I'm sorry." I say to Frank. "My brain just isn't thinking about this properly." Frank nods. I sigh as Frank sits down on the bed and I lay behind him. He lays down next to me and wraps his arm around me.

"I have this feeling," Frank says moving his head closer to mine. "That something isn't real, like we're being lied to." I nod, feeling the same vibe in the air. "Might just be the rise before you fall into grief." I say, Frank sighing. "You're a box of sunshine." Frank says sarcastically, moving away slightly. Tears start forming in my eyes. "I don't know how to deal with this any other way Frank! Someone is dead and you're still making theories about then still being alive! Face the facts!" I yell before I turn and walk out into the hall. "Gee, wait!" Frank calls as I slam the door. I run my hands through my hair, immediately regretting my actions. I decide to go for a walk around, to clear my head and think of a way to apologize to him.

When I get back, Gracie is asleep and Frank is looking off the balcony, tears stained his face. I close the door, Frank spinning around to see me."I'm sorry for what I said and how I reacted. I just don't know what came over me." I say, he hugs me and strokes my head. "Its okay, I get it." He kisses my forehead. "Let's get some rest." He says and I nod, climbing into bed and holding on to each other.