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She pointed up and shut the door. Heaven? Was he dead?

Category: My Chemical Romance - Rating: PG-13 - Genres: Angst,Drama,Romance - Characters: Frank Iero,Gerard Way - Published: 2011-08-11 - Updated: 2011-08-12 - 921 words - Complete

Well, I said in my last aunthor's note, THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER!
Now, originally I was going to kill off Frankie and Gerard in a Romeo and Juliet-type fashion, but of course, Sydney bugged me about it so I made it a "happy ending".
I'll be having a oneshot and a new story coming out, the oneshot is called "What If".

Gerard's POV
He left the room, and I saw him crying. He was talking to Jamia, and then he put his arm around her as they walked out.
Good riddance. 
I heard another knock at the door. 
"Come in." I said. The door opened slowly. It was Lindsey.
"Hey." she said, a smile spreading across her face. 
"Hey." I said. She looked at me. 
"I feel so bad. You're hooked up to a bunch of machines and stuff. It must be driving you insane to have all of those needles in you."
I actually hadn't really thought about it for a bit until she had mentioned it. I scrunched up my nose and got the chills.
"Oops." she said. "Sorry."
"It's fine." I said. 
She looked in the corner of the room, and raised one eyebrow. She pointed.
"What?" I asked.
"There's a note with your name on it in the trash can." she said. I watched as she picked it up, dusted it off, and handed it to me.
"Gerard." it said.
It was Frankie's handwriting.
I braced myself as I opened it slowly. A nurse put something in one of the tubes I was hooked up to. 
I started to read the note.
"Gerard." it said. "I know this is all my fault, so you have the right to be mad at me. Jamia had called earlier that morning and told me to write those things. The doctors say you'll wake up in a few weeks, due to the fact that you're in a coma right now. You look... Peaceful. I wish you were awake right now. I could explain everything. But you're not. So until you wake up, I'll be here, waiting for you to open your eyes. I want to be the first person you see."
At the end it was signed, "I've always loved you too. -Frankie."
I could feel that pain coming back again. But differently somehow. It wasn't the life-threatening pain that I had felt weeks ago. It was heartache. I felt a tear go down my cheek, and a bunch of monitors and alarms started to go off. I was told that I had to get my heart rate down, but how could I? The love of my life thought I hated him.
Just then, the medicine the nurse had given me kicked in, and I lost consciousness.

-Six Hours Later-

I woke up, startled. I saw Lindsey sitting next to my bed. 
"Lindsey." I whispered. She turned her head to look at me. She was in tears.
"I always knew you loved him." she whispered. She started to sob quietly. 
"Lindsey." I said. "I made the biggest mistake of my life earlier today. I need to tell him I never meant what I said. Where is he?"
"I-I can't tell you." she said.
"Why not?" I asked. She turned away.
"Because you'll leave me. For good." 
"Lindsey. I love you. I always have, and always will. But Frankie, he is something completely different. I love him so much. You know that." 
She nodded. 
"We'll always be us. I'll always be me. And as long as I'm me, I'll love Frankie. He was my everything when we all had nothing. He is what keeps me fighting. I need him."
"Fine." she said. She told me that he was actually at his house. "I'll go and get you clothes from the house, and you can break out of this place. Besides, I've always had the hots for Jamia." the last part was a joke.
She came back an hour later with clothes, and a doctor.
"Just take it easy Mr. Way. One more heart attack, and you'll be six feet under." I nodded. He handed me pills, and told me to take one every two hours. I got dressed. 
"Lindsey. Thank you so much for everything. If life wasn't as screwed up as it is, I would have loved to spend every single day of my life with you."
"Same to you, Gerard." she said. I kissed her passionately and walked out of the hospital room.
I ran to Frankie's house. I had to talk to him. I knocked on the door. Jamia answered.
"Where is he?" I asked frantically.
She just pointed up and shut the door.
What did she mean? Heaven? Was he dead?
I felt sick. What if he was. I stumbled and fell flat on my face. If he was dead, I would die too. I heard a loud thump and a voice as someone hopped off the roof. Okay, so he wasn't dead, just sitting on the roof smoking a cigarette.
"Gee!" the voice said as I picked myself up off the ground. I knew that voice.
"Frankie!" I yelled as he ran to me and hugged me tightly. "I never meant it, Frankie. I love you so much."
"I know. I know." he said as he held me tighter. Then his face was really close to mine.
And he kissed me.
I pulled away, only to kiss him again. I loved him so much.
And he was going to be mine.
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