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Let's Try Forever?
2 ReviewsDepressing Frerard Oneshot. Production of my twisted mind... R&R?
Blinking back tears I try to swallow the bitter truth I was being force fed by Mrs Ashford.
She lies her hand on my shoulder. Even her voice breaking at this point as tears flood her pitiful eyes "Gerard, I'm sorry. I really am. No one saw this coming. He was really happy. He seemed it anyway..." She trails off into thought. Thoughts of him. Frank Iero.
My boyfriend. "Ahem..." She coughs to make her tears look a little more discreet "there was a note... Its addressed to you" She says before handing me a white, sealed envelope with "GERARD" written in large, thick, block capitals.
I stumble back to what was our room in this hell hole. I wasn't happy here until he came. I loved him from the first time I laid my eyes on him and he somehow felt the same way. I was his as he was mine.
They took away the body hours ago but I pause and stare for a second in sheer horror at the memory of seeing his body hanging. Right in the centre of the room. The way he did it made it look like he wanted to be a spectacle. Something to stare at. I don't know.
I lie down on his bed and bury my face in his pillow, for no reason other than the fact it smells of him. I frown and slowly open the envelope to find a letter...
"Dear Gerard" the writing is already shaky...
"Nothing was supposed to be this way. I can't help the way I feel. I just. I gave up. On the World. On life. But I will never give up fighting for you. Never. I let my problems get the better of me. That's what happened. It had nothing at all to do with you. Nothing.
Swear to me you'll not blame yourself?
You always made me happy. At death my years with you will be my fondest memories. Like the time we stole that guitar from that Mrs Ashford, or when we wrote that song Fat & Alone, about that security guard, remember?" A small smile creeps across my face as I read this as I remember that day.
"My life was filled with nothing but lies. The only true thing I ever knew was that I love you. With all of my soul. So marry me? We might not work out and my time maybe up but I love you. So let's try forever?
I love you. FOREVER and ALWAYS, your Frankie"
I blink choking on soft, broken sobs clutching the letter to my chest as if my life depends on it. I grab the envelope ready to tear it up in a sudden lash of anger when I realise that it is abnormally weighty...
I dip my hand in the envelope to find two small objects.
A gold ring and a razor blade.
"This is it" I say to myself as I slide the perfectly fitting ring on my ring finger. "Forever" I nod picking up the sharp blade.
Me and my demolition lover. Forever and always. Not even death will make us part.
She lies her hand on my shoulder. Even her voice breaking at this point as tears flood her pitiful eyes "Gerard, I'm sorry. I really am. No one saw this coming. He was really happy. He seemed it anyway..." She trails off into thought. Thoughts of him. Frank Iero.
My boyfriend. "Ahem..." She coughs to make her tears look a little more discreet "there was a note... Its addressed to you" She says before handing me a white, sealed envelope with "GERARD" written in large, thick, block capitals.
I stumble back to what was our room in this hell hole. I wasn't happy here until he came. I loved him from the first time I laid my eyes on him and he somehow felt the same way. I was his as he was mine.
They took away the body hours ago but I pause and stare for a second in sheer horror at the memory of seeing his body hanging. Right in the centre of the room. The way he did it made it look like he wanted to be a spectacle. Something to stare at. I don't know.
I lie down on his bed and bury my face in his pillow, for no reason other than the fact it smells of him. I frown and slowly open the envelope to find a letter...
"Dear Gerard" the writing is already shaky...
"Nothing was supposed to be this way. I can't help the way I feel. I just. I gave up. On the World. On life. But I will never give up fighting for you. Never. I let my problems get the better of me. That's what happened. It had nothing at all to do with you. Nothing.
Swear to me you'll not blame yourself?
You always made me happy. At death my years with you will be my fondest memories. Like the time we stole that guitar from that Mrs Ashford, or when we wrote that song Fat & Alone, about that security guard, remember?" A small smile creeps across my face as I read this as I remember that day.
"My life was filled with nothing but lies. The only true thing I ever knew was that I love you. With all of my soul. So marry me? We might not work out and my time maybe up but I love you. So let's try forever?
I love you. FOREVER and ALWAYS, your Frankie"
I blink choking on soft, broken sobs clutching the letter to my chest as if my life depends on it. I grab the envelope ready to tear it up in a sudden lash of anger when I realise that it is abnormally weighty...
I dip my hand in the envelope to find two small objects.
A gold ring and a razor blade.
"This is it" I say to myself as I slide the perfectly fitting ring on my ring finger. "Forever" I nod picking up the sharp blade.
Me and my demolition lover. Forever and always. Not even death will make us part.
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