The World Is Ugly - Frerard Fanfic

Chapter 10

Gerard's POV

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2 weeks later

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  Grandma Elena's funeral. I couldn't believe it. And then there was the fact that they wanted me to eulogise (is that the word) her. I could only do it because Frank was there. The priest's voice shook me out of my haze of thought "And now we have Gerard Way, her grandson." Oh fucking god. You see, I wasn't going to speak. I was going to sing.

  I walked up to the front, and beckoned to Frank. "Um... I don't really know what to say about Elena that hasn't already been said, but I did write her a song, so..."

I began to sing, and Frank joined in on the guitar.
Long ago
Just like the hearse, you die to get in again
We are so far from you

Burning on just like a match you strike to incinerate
The lives of everyone you know
And what's the worst you take
From every heart you break 
And like the blade you stain
Well, I've been holding on tonight

What's the worst that I can say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight

Came a time
When every star fall brought you to tears again
We are the very hurt you sold

And what's the worst you take
From every heart you break 
And like the blade you stain
Well, I've been holding on tonight

What's the worst that I can say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight So long and goodnight

And if you carry on this way
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight

Can you hear me?
Are you near me?
Can we pretend To leave?
And then
We'll meet again
When both our cars collide.

What's the worst that I can say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight

And if you carry on this way
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight

We finished, and I walked back to my seat in tears, Frank's arms around my waist and his mouth pressed to my cheek.