If I Could Be With You Tonight ;; A Frerard Oneshot

"The lights of his asylum blink like the flicker of hope in his eyes."

Gerard Way can feel the scars of his brother's ghosts trailing behind his back while he bares them with integrity for the incident. Incident, no, it was a tragedy, a tragedy made for the poor, where none is understood unless there's gunshots blaring over screams.

In the middle of dealing with the ungodly trauma, Gerard also has to wake up to Frank shaking like a leaf because he usually spends his sleeping hours in a fit of tears, where he thinks Gerard can't hear them.