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Pale Skin and Bloody Handprints (Frerard)

TragicDeathStar

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TragicDeathStar

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This is a short little drabble that I did with a writing prompt from sarahselecky.com: Start as a note left on a Holiday Inn notepad.

I'm still not sure how it got so sad since the prompt was innocent enough, but it did and here it is. Thank you for reading. I do not own the prompt or the characters in real life, just the plot.

Image link: https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/1/1b/Fingerprints_taken_by_William_James_Herschel_1859-1860.jpgAll Rights Reserved

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Pale Skin and Bloody Handprints
Sun, Sep 13, 2015

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I felt like I was in a bad dream and couldn't wake up, everything was spinning. My chest hurt from how hard my heart was thumping. This necklace, how in the world did it get here? I didn't take it back here with me, I left it on Frank's grave in Jersey. I discreetly pinched myself to see if I was dreaming, but I didn't wake up. This was real life. "Oh! That's mine, the string must've broken loose." I heard a voice. I saw feet at first. Yellow converse shoes. Then I saw pants. Black jeans. Then I saw a jacket. A green camo military jacket, not real obviously. Then I saw tattooed hands holding a coffee cup. They were red, most likely freshly washed. Then I met eyes with the person before me. I dropped the necklace and gasped loudly, holding back a shocked scream. The person's face fell, eyes going wide. They took a step back and then a cautious one forward. "Gerard?" They whispered. "Frank..." TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions of suicide, suicidal thoughts, and suicidal actions, mentions of alcoholism and drug abuse, mentions of sexual assault (rape), mentions of cheating, MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH

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