gerardschick

Alright all, this is a very depressing, sad, and heartwrenching one-shot that had me crying when I wrote it. I thought it up one night and just had to make it a MCR story. It's a frerard and Frank/Jamia story, and is rated PG-13 cause there is no intercourse of any kind. So, here it goes!
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Gee's P.O.V. (all the way through)

I watched Frank and 'her.' He was always with her. I wish he was with me. Last night proved he wanted to be with me too. So why the wait? Why the game? Maybe he was just letting her off easy? They were together for a long time. Or, maybe I'm imagining it all? Maybe he was faking it all? Late night kisses, holding hands under the stars, soft words whispered in each other's ears before concerts. I wanted that again. I hadn't realized I walked into the middle of the road until the honk of the oncoming car horn screached in my ears. I never even reacted. I just watched it coming closer, horrified. Frank's desperate screams and a deathly pain were the last things that went through my mind before everything went black.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

For what seemed like an eternity, I just sat in darkness. I couldn't move, couldn't speak. I just listened to my surroundings. After a short while, I heard a door open and close. Shuffling of feet, the scraping of a chair being brought closer to me, and someone grabbing my hand registered into my brain. It was a feminine hand, so I knew it wasn't Frank. I almost screamed (if I could) when she spoke. It was 'her.' Jamia. What was she doing here? I thought this is what she wanted? Me, out of the way. Her voice stopped my thoughts. She was crying.

"Hey Gerard, I need to talk to you. It's important, so pleas pay attention." For some reason, no matter how much I wanted to gag (like I said, if I could) at her soft, 'innocent' voice, I listened to her, devoting all of my attention to her. "I know you love Frank. You certainly haven't tried to hide it. I gures I knew all along. I just chose to stubbornly avoid it. But I knew. I hated it. I hated you for it. All I wanted was for Frank to be mine, all mine. I just didn't see the way he looked at you. He loves you too, I can tell. I guess there's no point in keeping you two apart anymore. Just, promise me a few things when you wake up, and you will wake up. After you beat this coma, promise me you will love him with all you heart. Promise me you will take care of him, be there for him. Do what I obviously couldn't. Promise me that one day, you'll marry him, and you two will always be happy. Maybe you two will adopt a child, and if you do, make sure it is just like you two. And, if it's not too much trouble, could you come visit me every year on October 12 and tell me everything that's happened to you two. Don't ask why that date, you'll find out soon enough. Just, you don't have to, but try."

She was crying so hard, I could barely make out her words. What was she saying? It sounded like she was giving me her blessing? But why October 12? What was so important about that day? 'Don't ask why that date, you'll find out soon enough.' I suddenly heard her stand. She kissed my cheek, turned and walked away. I heard the door lightly close, and instanly my mind flooded with more questions until I felt myself drift off to "sleep" once again.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I awoke in a fit of screams. I didn't know what was wrong, but I knew something wasn't right. And, immediately, Frank was at my side.
"Gee! Gee what is it? Your okay! Calm down!" I instantly stopped screaming and looked at him. "What day is it?" Frank gave me a quizical look, but answered me. "Friday? October 13?" I felt my heart shatter. I knew what she meant now. I saw it in Frank's eyes. "Where's Jamia?" And, with that look, I knew what happened. After a long pause, he answered. "She...died. She killed herself...yesterday. I watched him break down, and I did the only thing I could do. I held him close to me.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

-3 years later-

We stood in front of stone. She asked us to come and tell her what happened in the last year, and for the last three years, we did. I told her everything. How Frank's depression got worse, how everyday seemed like he wouldn't make it to the night. The crying never stopped. I told her not to worry. I told her it had all gotten better now. I stood up and walked to the tombstone next to hers. It was a joint tombstone with elegant roses carved around the words. The words where in a beautiful text which read:
"Here lies the joined bodies of Frank Iero and Gerard Way. Together in Heaven and in peace." I placed a rose on 'our' grave, then on hers. I told her how the pain go so hard that Frank ended up killing himself and then how I couldn't live without him and joined him two days later. Frank didn't even speak, but he really didn't have to. I spoke for both of us. He entertwined his fingers with mine and we turned to leave. When we turned around, we saw Jamia. She was smiling by a shady oak tree, waiting for us. After approaching her, she smiled and greeted us.

"Welcome home." She entertwined her fingers with Frank's other hand and we all walked off holding hands. Together, forever.
-Fin-

*sniffles* Okay, so I realize that nobody else is in this story, so sorry. I also realize that it is very depressing and that I killed everybody, but, it had to be done. I hope you all like it and please feel free to tell me what you think.

__________________


My Enticing Romance
Like a Bed of Roses, There's a Dozen Reasons in This Gun

I won't break my back for a million bucks I can't take to my grave

Holly

That's amazing
I love it ^^

My favourite One-Shot ever

<3 Holly

__________________

X

ImNotOkay</3

Wow.
That was great.
I loved it.
<
[':

gerardschick

Thank you guys!

__________________


My Enticing Romance
Like a Bed of Roses, There's a Dozen Reasons in This Gun

I won't break my back for a million bucks I can't take to my grave

geeshelena

WOW that was even better than when I read it on the paper you wrote it on!

__________________
We live life, and try to forget the pain
But it's far better to be broken
Then lost in your own selfish gain

Sexy banner by Something!
We Spark and Fade
They Die By Threes
"I read her book, it made me a lesbian. I can only date girls now." Frank
"I try to be the spiritual adviser for the band." Mikey
"It saved my life and it's there to save other people's lives." Gerard
"I stuck my hand in a cupcake!" Ray
"GET THE CAMERA AWAY FROM ME!" Bob

Siriusly?

Could you please move your rating up to the beginning of the thread.
Your rating also needs to be switched over to the new ratings scheme.
Failure to do so will result to your story being locked.

__________________

gerardschick

...uh? I'm sorry, but I'm a doofus, so could you tell me how to do that? Please.

__________________


My Enticing Romance
Like a Bed of Roses, There's a Dozen Reasons in This Gun

I won't break my back for a million bucks I can't take to my grave

Rosa

Wow, thats good.

__________________

chemicalforever

;_; That was really good.
I've read this story heaps of times before but I never got what happened in the end.
But I do now and it made me cry again, after I just stopped crying after reading one of FrankMonster's oneshots.
Really sad but I loved it.

__________________

And I sing and sing of awful things;
The pleasure that my sadness brings
And my fingers press onto the strings,
Yet another clumsy chord

I are zoe

Siriusly?

You need a rating, chapter index and disclaimer at the start of your story. Failure to do so with in 24 hours will result in your story being locked.

__________________