"BOB! RAY!" Mikey screamed in terror. Tears ran down his face as he threw down the sketchbook and ran to the bathroom.
Gerard lay curled up in a ball, ghostly white and a little bottle clutched in his hands.
Mikey screamed again and dropped to the floor. He heard Bob and Ray race into Gerard's room and call to him.
"I-In here..." he sobbed. His two friends ran in and stopped at the sight of Gerard. Bob dropped onto his knees and immediately checked for a pulse.
"he's still alive" Bob said, looking into Mikey's eyes. He then turned his gaze to Ray. "call an ambulance. Now!"
Ray pulled a phone from his pocket and called an ambulance.
"uh hi...We need an ambulance... Um, 70 Heritage Avenue...."
Mikey stayed on the floor, Gerard's head in his lap, stroking his hair. "I should've been here..."
Bob shook his head. "don't blame yourself Mikey."
Ray shut off his phone and patted his afro. "they'll be here soon"
Mikey sighed in relief and wiped away some of the tears. "you'll get better, Gee. I promise"
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Ugh, so short. I'm sorry...wah I'm a horrible person, giving y'all such a short chapter :(
Still loving you all :D
~Stevie <3
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Guardian Angels (frerard)
FanfictionAddicted to drugs and alcohol, Gerard is finding it hard to survive. After one attempt at taking his own life, Frank decides it's time to step in. [first fic. nostalgia everywhere]
