Frerard oneshots

Stupid & Anxious

Angst (this is set in the revenge era, on tour too)

Gerard was drinking again, I hate it. His new 'boyfriend' Bert provides his new addictions, those cigarettes and alcohol. The old Gerard, the coffee addicted artist I fell for. He's different now. Both Ray and Mikey noticed too. He didn't listen, he just said he would get better and continue with his habits. Yes before he got into those habits of his we both did smoke but not nearly as much as he does now. It makes me mad. I've spoken to Ray and Mikey, he wouldn't even listen to Mikey, his little brother. I decided to talk to him.
I walked up to him while Ray, Mikey, and Bob were gone, he was sober, that was my best shot at persuading him to stop. "Hey." I greet. "Oh hey Frank." He says smiling while poring his coffee. "Can we talk?" I looked at him. "Sure, what did you want to talk about." I sighed. "About what's been going on with you, Gerard I'm getting worried." Gerard sighed. "Frank I've already told you-" "Gerard no, I don't want to watch you do this to yourself." I said crossing my arms across my chest. "But-" I sighed. "No, you are slowing killing yourself doing this, I don't want to watch my best friend kill himself when I know I can help!" He glared at me. "Frank! How many time-" "No! I ca-" "Can you just shut up and let me finish a sentence!" He said angrily. I knitted my eyebrows together, shutting up. "I don't know how many time I will have to tell you or Ray or Mikey that I will figure this out!" I huffed angrily. "Gerard all I'm trying to say is that we can help you." He was glaring at me. "I don't need you guy's help! Bert is hel-" that made me mad so I cut him off. "Bert isn't doing shit! All he's doing is fueling your addiction!" I say my voice breaking. Gerard glared at me. "No! He's not fueling it! He's hel-" "Bullshit! Bullshit! Like I had already said he's just giving you is the cigarettes and alcohol! What's next pills?!" That made him snap. He pushed me down and was basically screaming at me. Saying shit like "You don't know shit about him!" And.  "He's been a better help then any of you guys!" Tears were blurring my vision, I knew I had fucked up, I fucked up big time. "Aren't you going to say something?!" He shouted. Tears were falling now.  I got up. "You're my best friend and you choose him over me, because he gives you things to forget! It's not healthy! There's other healthy ways to forget! Maybe even get happier! Don't you want that?!" I sobbed at the end. He didn't know how much it hurt me to even think of that, now that I was saying it, it broke me. Gerard's face showed shock. "Frank." I ran into my bunk locking the door I was sobbing, my knees up to my chest, my arms resting on top while my head was in my hands. I hated how he just did that. Eventually I stopped and I think I fell asleep. I was stupid and anxious
I opened my eyes. It was still night. I saw that it was around 4am. I sighed, god I was stupid, how in the fuck was I going to fix what I had just done a few hours ago. I heard a knock at the door.
I looked up, I figured it was Gerard, "Go away!" I yelled laying back down, my head was spinning. "Frank, I shouldn't o-" I huffed. "We'll talk later, I need time to myself." I heard a loud sigh and him murmur "okay" before walking away. I cried for the remainder of the night, I barely slept. I couldn't stop blaming myself for what had happened.

I was going to fix this.

~•Okay so I've wanted to write this for a while now, like before I even started The Asylum but I knew I had to finish at least one book before actually starting something new. I hope you guys enjoyed. - Bumblebee🐝✨•~