Frerard oneshot for CosmicZombie's music and words.
It was only months ago that they found a small tumor growing in his heart. There was nothing the doctors could do, apart from chemo therapy, and it wouldn't help much. Frank refused it, good naturedly, with jokes about his hair, pulling on that weak smile that broke my heart. The doctors gave him two months, at maximum, but my bunny is strong. Its been four to this very day.
I pray, everyday, for God to just let him live. I beg him to take me, not Frank. But as the days pass, my only reason to live began to fade. I can't take seeing him like this. He was so young, had so much life to live. I sighed and reached over to him, from the hard chair nest to the bed were I was sitting, to grasp his hand. The wedding band I had given him, no hanging loosely on his too thin fingers, was cold against my hand. I sat there for hours, thinking about the time we had spent together.
~20 years ago~
"Mommy!" I cried as she pried my small arms from her leg, " Don't make me go!"
"It'll be okay, Gerard. Now go with Miss Sam," she said gesturing to the lady who had been trying to get me to enter her classroom for almost five minutes. " I love you Gerard, Be good!" she said, turning on her heel and marching out the door.
It was my first day in schooling, and from where I was standing, I could see children running around, trampling each other and fighting for toys, screaming there heads off. I could already tell that I wasn't going to like this place. Miss Sam grabbed me by the hand and led me in anyways. I found a table near the door, and sat there determined to draw all day. I had just finished a wobbly crayon drawing of a grinning vampire when I heard a voice next to me.
"Woah! That is soooo cool! " a very impressed looking boy, with wide, chocolate colored eyes said, staring at my picture.
"You can have it if you want," I said, giggling uncontrollably at his excitement as he took it.
"I'm Frankie! " he said grinning cheekily, while sticking his hand out to me.
I cautiously took his hand, shaking it like my dad did whenever he met new people. "I'm Gerard." I said.
A large grin spread across his face, and he sat next to me. "Do you want to be friends?" he asked me.
At the end of the day, when my mom came to pick me up, I ran to her, dragging Frankie around by his small hand that was clutched in my own. "Mommy!!! This is my bestfriend Frankie!" I yelled.
~15 years ago~
Frank and I just entered the fifth grade, still inseparable since that day in kindergarten. We got to pick our seats, so we headed straight to the back corner. We had learned over the years that it was way easier to talk , the farther you were away from the teacher.
"What do you think it'll be like?" Frank asked, poking me in the arm.
"Oh I dunno," I said dismissively. "We're the kings of the school now. " I said grinning, thinking of how we would get first dibs on the playground, and extra servings at lunch. The teacher chose that moment to tell us to quiet down, saying we didn't want to be the first kids this year to pull a stick. That was the discipline system. When you did something bad, the teacher would make you pull a stick out of a cup with your name on it, but you only got three sticks. I didn't know what happened when you run out of sticks, and I didn't really want to find out.
Later that day, at recess, Frankie and I were playing tag with two nice boys, Ray and Bob, who we had met in class. It was really fun until Ray had accidentally run into Frank, causing him to fall and cut up his knee. It looked like it hurt real bad, so I walked with him to the nurse. I held his hand while she poured rubbing alcohol on it, causing Frankie to cry. After that she pulled out a box of superhero Band-Aids, and told frank to pick one out. In the end, he decided on a Batman one, claiming that Spiderman and Superman sucked.
~10 years ago ~
We were in the middle of Sophomore year in high school, and there was a really big party. Everyone was invited, including my group of friends, even though we didn't get on well with many other people. Lots of kids were drinking, but Frankie and I, being shy as we were, avoided the alcohol like the plague. Our friend Ray, on the other hand, dove right in, getting completely hammered. Some while later, during the midst of the party, a bunch of people decided to play spin the bottle. Ray dragged us all into the group, a circle with about fifteen kids. Everyone took there turn, kissing whomever the bottle landed on when they spun it.
Eventually it was my turn. I grasped the bottle nervously in my right hand and spun it quickly. It spun around and around and around before it slowed down, pointing at a person three spaces away from me. Frank. I nervously giggled, as the taunts from the others began. They were chanting "KISS HIM!" over and over again . I looked at him and he just nodded. We leaned in, and kissed. Sparks shot through me, and my lips tingled. After a few seconds we separated. Me blushing like a madman, him smirking.
A week after the party, a week filled with an award tension, Frank asked me to go out with him. I was so excited.
Frank took me to the state fair for our first date. The air was filled with laughter and smelt of popcorn and gotten candy. We wandered around stopping at rides and little game booths. We played this game, where you had to throw a ball and knock down all the bottles that were stacked in a tall pyramid. I wasn't very coordinated, but Frank got them all to fall on his first try. The man at the booth told him he could pick one of the large prizes, so he grabbed a gigantic pink and purple stuffed unicorn.
"For you, Gee-bear!" he giggled, handing me the doll.
I carried it all around the park till we reached the Ferris wheel. We got in one of the little carts, the unicorn seated safely between us. He held my hand as the cart begin to climb upward, stopping very so often to let passengers on the carts below us. When we had reached the top, the Ferris wheel paused again, giving us a view of the entire fair. Frank squeezed my hand, and I looked over to he meeting his gaze. We slowly leant foward, as if to kiss, me having to lean down because even when sitting he was still slightly shorter than me. The moment was perfect, until the horn on the stuffed unicorn stabbed me in the eye, casing me to yelp in pain, and Frank to giggle.
" It isn't funny!" I snapped rubbing at my eye, causing him to giggle more.
"I'm sorry, Gee-Gee!" he giggled, pushing the unicorn down, and pressing his lips to my cheek.
The Ferris wheel began to spin again, as I captured his lips with my own. It was a sweet, simple kiss, and when we pulled away, I knew I had fallen madly in love with him.
~5 years ago~
We are celebration Frankie's twentieth birthday, all of us, Ray, Bob, Frank, my little brother Mikey, and I dressed up as characters from the Rocky Horror Picture Show. We were going trick-or-treating, as it was franks only request. People at all the houses gave us looks that clearly expressed how stupid they thought we were, being so old and participating in childs play, but few refused to give us candy. Besides, you are never to old for Halloween fun.
We had a blast that night, scaring small kids, going door to door for candy, and just make in fools out of ourselves in general. Afterwards, we all hung out at Frank's house, eating our candy, and watching horror movies.
During the middle of Halloween, there was a particular gruesome kill, that caused Frank to whimper and hide his face in my chest.
"Awwww! Is little Frankie-pooh scared of a little blood?" Mikey taunted from the other aide of the room. Frank continued to whimper, and said nothing. I glared at Mikey, who promptly shut up.
Sometime near the end of the movie, Frank had fallen asleep in my arms and I, too, was drifting in and out of consciousness. The next thing I know, Frankie is tickling me awake, as bright sunlight streams on through the windows.
Today was our five year anniversary of dating, and Frank had something big planned for our celebration. After work, I changed and dressed casually, not knowing what frank had in store for the evening. We got in his beat-up silver car, and he drove for a while, playing an older Misfits cd.
Before we got out of the car, Frank had me put on a blindfold, but as soon as I stepped out of the passenger side door, I knew where we were. The air was full of laughter, and smelt of popcorn and cotten candy. I laughed as Frank guided me by the hand into the fair. It wasn't until we reached the Ferris wheel that he removed the blind fold. We waited in line for a cart, talking about everything and nothing, all at once, till we reached the front. He held my hand, like he did the first time we rode the wheel together.
Once we reached the top, we could see the whole park. "Wow, its beautiful. This was really great Frankie," I said glancing over at him.
He nodded and then slid out of his seat, on to the plastic floor of the cart we were in. He got on one knee, and looked me in the eyes.
"Gerard, you are my everything. You mean the world to me, and I love you. There isn't a single second of the day that I don't spend thinking about you, and whenever we are apart, I can't think about anything but the moment when I will be able to be in your arms again. I love you so much," he pause , as gazing in to my eyes with a look of hope, "Gerard, will you please do me the honor of being mine, forever?"
A grin spread across my face as I nodded my head multiple times, trying to find my voice. I eventually whispered "Yes!"
Frank slid back into his seat, and kissed me. Slow, sweet and passionate.
~ One year ago~
Today is the day. The day I marry my high school sweetheart, and start blissfully into our future. I am standing at a door, at the end of the isle, knowing my Frankie was standing there, waiting for me. I was happy as could be, and high on the thought of us being together. The music played, signaling my time to walk, so I linked arms with my mother, and walked down the isle to marry the one I loved.
The ceremony was beautiful, and by the time Frank had said "I do." I had tears in my eyes. I was barley listening when the man pronounced us married, as I was blinking through tears, to look at my husband in front of me. When our lips met, I felt as if nothing else in the world mattered. We were together, and we would always be.
~Four Months ago~
"I'm afraid its cancer. There isn't much we can do." the doctor explained. But I was beyond listening at that point. My world was slowly crashing down on me as this man in the white coat told me that my love was dying. I didn't want to believe it, it was so sick and unreal. So twisted.
But as the days passed, I knew it was true. Frank had grown so weak he had to stay in the hospital now. From the moment he was admitted as a live-in patient, I hardly left his side. The guys, they visited every now and then, to check up on us, but i was slowly numbed by pain, wishing for the doctors to give me novocain. Something to dull the pain, and make me feel halfway human.
"Hey Gee-Gee," a coarse voice called, bringing me back from my memories. "Why are ya crying?" Frankie asked, reaching up with his free hand and wiping away the tears that fell freely down my face.
"Just thinking. " I said, squeezing his hand tighter.
"Come here, " he said patting the space next to him on his bed.
I climbed up, wrapping my arms around his waist, as he buried his face into my neck, speaking softly.
"No matter what happens, Gerard, know that I love you, and wish the best for you. I know I don't have much left in me, and I hate to leave, but when the time comes, you need to know that i love you. I want you to move on then. Don't forget me, but try to be happy. We'll see each other again, ya know." I could feel his tears, hot against my neck.
"I love you Frankie." I whispered, as tears ran down my face. We lay in silence till sleep had taken us both.
When I woke the next morning, there was an envelope with my name on it laying on my chest. I knew at that moment my bunny was gone. I climbed out of the bed, over to the chair, and opened the envelope. Inside was the vampire drawing I had made in kindergarten. A small addition had been made in the bottom corner.
In wobbly blue crayon the words "I LOVE YOU GEE-GEE"
*A/N: so this is what I ended up with. Kinda sad I guess. Its not even really related to the song Give Me Novocain, but hey, that's whatever. So what ha think? R&R?