All I Want is Nothing (Frerard)

Let Me Be the One to Save You

-a/n- one more chapter after this and this story will be done with :D i will be writing another frerard, so i guess if you actually like my writing you could stick around for that. thank you guys so much for the views and everything in general, it really brightens my day

■Mikey's POV■

"Hey Mikey," Alicia smiled, twirling her hair with her index finger as she admired him.

"Hey, baby. I'm off to run some errands, alright? I'll be back in a jiffy. Miss me?" Mikey chuckled, kissing Alicia on the cheek as he grabbed his coat off the rack.

"I will, trust me."

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Mikey grinned at the male barista, who was truly quite a good looker. He took the coffee from him as well as a small folded napkin, which most likely contained contact information of his. Mikey made a mental note to get in touch with him after he visited his brother.

He exited the small café, walking to his car and opening the door cautiously as he did not want to spill the drink from the heavens that was Starbucks coffee.

"Hey, you!" A familiar voice shouted, and Mikey turned around so he was facing the source of it.

"Ah, Kristin! What a nice surprise, how are you?" Mikey asked, it was a somewhat rhetorical question, for he didn't really give a shit how the bitch was. All he wanted was for her to leave him be so he could get to his boss' house and potentially fuck his brother.

"I'm fine, thank you so much! My sister had a kid so now I have a little nephew, he's so adorable. Would you like to see pictures? Ooh! Maybe you could meet him some day, he has your forehead too! You two would get along amazingly! Yadda yadda yadda bullshit visit me when you get the chance blah blah blah, see you around!" Kristen said in an annoyingly happy tone, waving goodbye to him as she left for god knows where. Man, that bitch was lucky she was good in bed.

Mikey grimaced as he got into the car, turning on the radio and hearing none other than that shitty pop song about shaking things off. There was hardly any good music on these days, only the replaying of terrible songs by unoriginal artists who made money for just existing. This was why he used SoundCloud.

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Mikey finally arrived at the Iero-Nestor-Ballato-McCracken-Way household and quickly gulped down his latte, throwing the cup into a nearby waste receptacle. The house was always a sight for sore eyes, mainly because it looked pretty as fuck. Just like Gerard.

Mikey unlocked the door, smiling as the satisfying strong aroma of old and fresh blood as well as lavender wafted out and right into his nostrils. Iero sure as hell knew what comforted people like him.

He waved to Jamia, Lindsey and Bert who were too busy talking to notice, which was strange since they hardly ever were caught speaking together like that. Mikey wondered why Gerard wasn't involved. Even though he was always the outcast and the loner the four of them seemed to get along quite well, as Mikey remembered.

"I want to go home!" A voice shouted from upstairs. Mikey decided that it was Gerard's and quickly ran up. He opened the door from which the noise most likely came from and saw Frank and Gerard together, Gerard's face tear stained and Frank with his hand in the older Way brother's hair. Frank was holding a gun behind his back, and Mikey gasped.

"Frank! What-" Mikey cried out as he felt something pierce through his flesh, right above his waist. All he saw after that was red.

Everything was red.

~Gerard's POV~

Gerard sobbed as he saw Mikey get hit by the bullet. He screamed loudly, covering his ears even more as he felt that he was going mad, and everything would just end up being a dream if he screamed loud enough.

He imagined it could be like Team Fortress, where the game would be in fullscreen and he wouldn't know how to get out of it, get back to his incognito tab on Torch which had Five Nights At Freddy's porn and the soothing noises of Bonnie being fucked in the mouth by Mike, and all he had to do was press Alt + Tab.

Right now, he really needed his Alt + Tab.

"Oh, shit! Mikey!" Frank screamed, but Gerard didn't care. All he cared about was that he was literally engaged to someone he didn't even want to be with, his brother was laying on the floor and literally dying, which he didn't want either, and he was stuck in a shitty situation with shitty people and a fucking migrane.

Fucking dandy.

Frank continued screaming things along the lines of 'Help' and 'Somebody please' and honestly, Gerard simply wanted to die. Hell, he'd wanted to die a shit load of times before, but not this badly. He didn't care about coffee, not about his mother, maybe a little about his brother, and definitely not about Frank and the shithole he called a home.

Gerard wondered if Frank cared, he wondered if Frank even had a soul or a heart. But most of all, Gerard wondered if any of this was worth it.

Before Gerard had always wanted everything, he knew that he lived in a shitty area with disgusting people and criminals who did much worse than Frank, but now...

Now he realized all along, all of those petty things like to become a rockstar and Morrissey's husband and the king of coffee, those meant nothing to him now. Because now, all he wanted was nothing. Nothing but death.

He stood, hovering over Frank and trying to fight back a smile. Frank had dropped the gun on the floor and was now shaking Mikey, as if that would fix his wound and restore him back to health.

Gerard picked up the gun, holding it to his temple. He closed his eyes, and pulled the trigger. A song played, soothing him into accepting death.

So long to all my friends,
Every one of them met tragic ends,
With every passing day,
I'd be lying if I didn't say,
That I miss them all tonight
And if they only knew what I would say,
If I could be with you tonight
I would sing you to sleep,
Never let them take the light behind your eyes
One day, I'll lose this fight

As we fade in the dark, just remember you will always burn as bright

Be strong, and hold my hand.
Time becomes for us, you'll understand.
We'll say goodbye today,
And were sorry how it ends this way
If you promise not to cry, then I'll tell you just
What I would say
If I could be with you tonight,
I would sing you to sleep,
Never let them take the light behind your eyes.
I'll fail and lose this fight,
Never fade in the dark
Just remember you will always burn as bright.
The light behind your eyes. the light behind your-
Sometimes we must grow stronger and,
You cant be stronger in the dark.
When I'm here, no longer, you must be stronger
And if I could be with you tonight,
I would sing you to sleep,
Never let them take the light behind your eyes.
I failed and lost this fight,
Never fade in the dark,
Just remember you will always burn as bright.

-a/n- lol ok i have to sleep i hope you enjoy muahahahahhahahahahahhahahahahahahahahah k bye

//xoanduy//<3-