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Frank? Please wake up..

•This is a part three to Stupid&Anxious ChooChooMf requested i do a part three, welp get ready to get sad triggers: suicide, and stuff like that this is in edited because it's too long for me to edit in my opinion•
Frank
The tour was over, I was feeling, very, very sad. I had just lost Gee, and I wasn't getting him back. I sighed getting out my razor, I was planning on just cutting but then my thoughts got the best of me. I pulled out a pen and paper. Not knowing what to write, I decided to start with

dear whoever the fuck finds me,
It probably wasn't your fault, it was no ones fault, I've always been depressed it just got the best of me. I didn't think I would be doing this I really didn't, then I thought it over, nothing in my life was happy, bad things always happened to me. Well I hope whoever found me isn't someone I wouldn't want to find me. Anywhore I guess this is goodbye?
-XoFrnk

I sighed and folded the paper putting it in my pocket and picking up the razor and saying softly. "Didn't think I'd be here right now." And put the blade against my wrist I took a deep breath and pressed it against my skin hard so the cut would be deep enough. Then I took another deep breath quickly sliding it against my skin, it created a big cut. Blood started pouring out from my wrist my eyes widened. I started panicking I didn't want to do this anymore I didn't but I couldn't move, at all all I could do was watch the blood spill from my wrist.
It had been a few minutes and I was growing weaker by the second. I could hear my phone ringing but I was too weak to move, then everything went black.
Gerard
I called Frank trying to get ahold of Frank I had called him like five times, something was wrong. I texted him.

G: Frank? Why aren't you answering my calls?
G: fuck it I'm coming over
Delivered

I ran to my car and jumped in turning it on and driving to his apartment, I was worried. I basically ran up the stairs. I knocked on the door I didn't hear anything in the other side I decided to use the spear key he had given me. I opened the door and closed it I walked around the house seemed...empty I ran to his room seeing the light to the bathroom light was on. I knocked on the door. "Frank?" I opened the door it was unlocked, thank Jesus.

I walked in. I saw Frank on the floor, he had a cut, a deep one on his wrist. I gasped. I shook him. "Frank!" I shook him more. "Shit!" I got out my phone and dialed 911.
"911 what's your emergency?" My eyes teared up. "My best friend..h-he he attempted suicide I need a fucking ambulance!" I basically screamed at the operator. "Alright what's the address." I sniffled and told her the answers to the questions she asked. "Alright what's your name?" I was crying and could barely form any words. "G-Gerard." I sobbed. "Gerard, I want you to stay on the line with me while I ask you to do a few things." "O-okay." "Can you tell if he's breathing?" "N-no." I cried. "Could you see if he's breathing trough his mouth?" I sniffled wiping my eyes and putting my ear to his mouth. I sighed of relief when I heard light breathing. "Yeah he's breathing." "Okay, how did he do it." I looked at his wrist. "He cut, too deep." The tears were forming again. "Could you grab a rag or something to apply pressure on the wound with. I saw a wash cloth on the counter. "Yeah." I grabbed the cloth then his wrist, the blood was still spilling out a lot. I applied pressure to his wrist. "Okay they're almost there Gerard." She said reassuringly. I nodded. I heard the sirens. I hung up thanking her and putting my phone in my pocket. "Frankie, why? Why did you do it?" I sobbed. Paramedics came in and took him and put him on a stretcher. "You riding with him" one of them asked. I nodded. Wiping my eyes.

We were now in the ambulance (conventional weapons vibes) I was holding his hand crying silently. The other paramedic across from me frowned at me. "Hey, it's going to be okay, he's in good hands." I smiled at the paramedic. "I'm Geoff." He smiled and I smiled too. "Gerard." He nodded and looked at Frank then back at me. "Are you two a couple?" I looked down shaking my head. I was probably the cause of him doing this. "Do you know why he did it." I shook my head. Crying all over again. We got there and they took him out of the ambulance and I followed running after them.
I was waiting, my head was in my hands I was sobbing. Why would he do it? A few hours a doctor came up to me. I looked up at him with teary eyes. "I'm Dr. McCraken. Frank's okay, he's just in a coma." Those words made my heart sink. "But you're lucky to have found him as soon as you did, if you took even a few minutes longer he wouldn't of made it." I sighed. "You can go in the room now if you'd like."
I nodded and got up walking with the doctor down the hall when we got there he opened the door and I walked in. Seeing him hooked up to those machines broke my heart, but I was happy that he wasn't dead. I brought up a chair next to his bed and sat down in it. He looked so peaceful. I sat there next to him for a few hours I got tired so I went and lay on the couch. I fell asleep worn out from this eventful night.