A little book of Frerard

Dead!

Scream. Shouts. Cries. All caused by one man. A short man. An ink covered man. A suicidal man. His name,
Frank Iero.

Frank tried and tried to find his meaning, but everything attempted to give him light, became darker than before. He had given up all hope. So that's why he's here. Standing on top of the hotel he was staying at. Crowds of people begging him not to jump.

They're all lying.
They want you dead!
Splattered all over the floor.

The voice in franks head shouted, and for the first time in his life, frank cried In front of people. Not tears of sadness, tears of joy. He was finally going to leave the voices. Leave the pain and suffering behind. Leave the world...

He sat on the roof saying his infamous last words, preparing himself for the fall. That is until he felt something on his scarred wrist click.

A cool metal circle was around his arm and he continued to stair at it, until a slight whimper admitted from his lips to when he realised it wasn't just a metal circle around his wrist.

Some one had hand cuffed him.

Kill him.
Kill yourself.
Quick frank! Just jump!

A man sat next to him and that's when he noticed the fire truck red hair. Frank stared in awe at the man before him and glanced down at his and the mans arms.

This man had handcuffed him and frank together.

Frank stared at the man in utter disbelief expecting an explanation to why he would be to be next to a freak like himself, but couldn't speak. No matter how many times he opened his mouth nothing but silence followed, almost as if someone or something didn't want frank to speak, yet.

"If you go down, I'll go down with you"

And that's all Frank needed to hear and pulled himself into the strangers arms and just sobbed all his problem out on this man.

The man quickly responded by hugging back as best as he could, due to the hand cuffs and drew faint circles onto franks back, attempting to sooth the emotional wreck curled into him.

It took a good 10 minutes before frank calmed down. And the red haired boy explained a bit about himself.

"I'm Gerard. I was just down there-" Gerard vaguely pointed to the ground below the two of them "-and no one was helping, so I kinda put matters into my own hands and here I am I guess"

Frank nodded not too sure as too why this man- Gerard- would want to help him. I mean he's a psychopath.

"Hey, Frank, could we um get off this roof please?"

Frank didn't question as to why Gerard knew his name but nodded and shuffled away from the edge, still wary of the voices and Gerard.

Gerard smiled and helped frank up.

Gerard carefully steadied Frank to be able to walk down the stairs.

This failed and Gerard found himself falling backwards, luckily further away from the edge, and frank landing on top of him.

Frank let out a quiet but noticeable giggle, and Gerard couldn't help but join in. The red hair one sat up as best as he could and unlocked the handcuffs and It only created more questions for frank as to why Gerard had handcuffs in the first place, but he didn't voice these questions in an attempt to not get embarrassed.

Gerard stood up and before frank could try walking again, his feet were being lifted of the ground and he was being carried bridal style down the hotel stairs.

People stared and whispered as Frank was finally down from the roof with no physical damage. He quietly let Gee know that he wanted to go to the police who were not too far away from them. Gerard complied and stopped by a cop with Frank still in his arms.

Gerard awkwardly reached into his pockets and gave the cop his handcuffs back.

"We knew you could get him, well done Gerard"
Gerard just nodded toward the officer and started to walk back to the car when a hand wrapped around his own. It was Franks .

"Don't leave me please" Came the quiet almost inaudible voice from the small boy, and Gerard couldn't help but smile and lace his fingers with Franks.

"Do you like coffee?" Gerard asked, hoping for a yes as he was dying for one or four right now.

Frank smiled and nodded eagerly and followed Gerard down the road to what he hoped was a Starbucks.

Frank didn't know what the funny feeling inside of him was and neither did Gerard but they both put it off until they were certain of what it was.

It's just nerves. You've just tried to jump off a building for gods sake!

But Frank didn't realise until later that day, after all the talking, laughing and convincing that he maybe, just maybe have the tiniest of crush on Gerard, the only one who cares.

~ the end?
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Might do a part two on this. Depends on what you think about it. Votes and comments are really appreciated thanks

~ Charlie