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Stare into her killing jar (One shot)
2 ReviewsFrank and Gerard are now elderly, and Gerard feels ready to accept that his life is coming to an end. He and Frank remember old times, band life, their wedding, watching Bandit grow up, and the lov...
What becomes of rock stars when they're thrown out of the lime light of fame? Gerard Way never thought of his life getting to a point where he would have to have assistance moving, such a transition from when he would dance and sass in front of thousands of teenagers.
Gerard wasn't alone though, being 70 years old and having nearly 40 years of marriage was something rare in society now. Frank Iero, 4 years Gerard's junior was getting worried about Gerard. He had been sick a lot. Doctors had shrugged him off, and if Frank was 20 years younger, he would have given him a piece of his mind. The teenagers that had worshiped him and labeled him a sex God now had families and lives, nobody needed them anymore. Although they did need each other.
"Hey Frankie," Gerard said as Frank walked into their living room, "Come and sit with me." Frank beamed, the signature grin not leaving him in later life. Frank sat on the sofa, and snuggled into Gerard's side. After 40 years of marriage they still showed the same, though less energetic, affection.
"What did you want to talk about Gee?" Frank smiled. Sometimes, Frank hated even the small age gap between himself and his husband. He didn't understand how people with big age gaps could even deal with the grief and stress it had on both their hearts.
"I don't want you to get upset Frankie," Gerard cooed, stroking Frank's hair now grey with age, "but I know I'm going to die soon, I can feel it. I really can't explain the feeling, but I've accepted it angel and you must too."
Frank knew tears were streaming down his face, but he nodded and agreed to the ridiculous request. Both knew he was lying, but it was fine for now.
"Do you remember our wedding?" Gerard had asked after a moment of silence, he was smiling.
"Yeah," Frank gasped out, trying to talk normally despite sobs, "you were so scared you swore at the priest, that was memorable."
"It was the best day of my life Frankie, you looked so fucking pretty," Gerard smiled.
"So did you. It was one of the best days of my life too Gee, though the best day of my life was when Bandit was born," Frank grinned now, happy tears mixing with the grieving tears.
Gerard nodded in agreement, that had been a good day, "Lindsey did so well, but I was so focused on meeting our baby girl."
"Hmm," Frank agreed, thinking of how they had been so interested on touching and holding and loving their child they forgot about the woman who had dedicated her body, sweat, time and tears to give them the beautiful child. And now Bandit was pregnant with her own miracle.
"I won't get to be a granddad Frankie," Gerard chocked and began to sob, as if he had the same thought process as Frank. The pair hugged in effort to sooth each other.
Gerard took a deep breath, then continued, "I remember when we met. I knew from that moment, you were the love of my life."
"Yeah me too," Frank sighed contently, which was odd for the situation, "you were the hot vampire creepy dude and I was the hyper teenager." Frank shut his eyes, sighing again.
"I love you so much Gee," Frank said, and began crying again. Frank found it odd that Gerard didn't reply, he always did. Frank shifted so he was facing Gerard, and gasped, finding Gerard had his eyes closed.
"Gee," Frank shock Gerard, he still didn't move his eyes, "Gee!" Frank began to sob harder, this was not happening, not now!
"Gee, come on, don't fuck around with me," Frank heaved, and found it hard to breathe.
'You have to accept it angel' Gerard's words replayed in his mind.
"Okay, Okay," Frank calmed himself, "Sweet dreams my sleepy angel, I love you so much," Frank leaned down and kissed Gerard's already cold lips.
2 days after the funeral of Gerard Way, to which mourners turned up, old fans, friends they had made along the way, The band, Frank and of course Bandit, Frank was found dead in the home he and Gerard had shared for more than 4 decades.
The cause of death? The only explanation to be found; a broken heart.
A/N: I am sobbing so much you guys, you just don't understand.
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[*I'm really not that strong in this department. I mean only 2 people in my family have died when I've been alive and I was a little too young to remember, but hopefully this is okay. Comments?Xo
Gerard wasn't alone though, being 70 years old and having nearly 40 years of marriage was something rare in society now. Frank Iero, 4 years Gerard's junior was getting worried about Gerard. He had been sick a lot. Doctors had shrugged him off, and if Frank was 20 years younger, he would have given him a piece of his mind. The teenagers that had worshiped him and labeled him a sex God now had families and lives, nobody needed them anymore. Although they did need each other.
"Hey Frankie," Gerard said as Frank walked into their living room, "Come and sit with me." Frank beamed, the signature grin not leaving him in later life. Frank sat on the sofa, and snuggled into Gerard's side. After 40 years of marriage they still showed the same, though less energetic, affection.
"What did you want to talk about Gee?" Frank smiled. Sometimes, Frank hated even the small age gap between himself and his husband. He didn't understand how people with big age gaps could even deal with the grief and stress it had on both their hearts.
"I don't want you to get upset Frankie," Gerard cooed, stroking Frank's hair now grey with age, "but I know I'm going to die soon, I can feel it. I really can't explain the feeling, but I've accepted it angel and you must too."
Frank knew tears were streaming down his face, but he nodded and agreed to the ridiculous request. Both knew he was lying, but it was fine for now.
"Do you remember our wedding?" Gerard had asked after a moment of silence, he was smiling.
"Yeah," Frank gasped out, trying to talk normally despite sobs, "you were so scared you swore at the priest, that was memorable."
"It was the best day of my life Frankie, you looked so fucking pretty," Gerard smiled.
"So did you. It was one of the best days of my life too Gee, though the best day of my life was when Bandit was born," Frank grinned now, happy tears mixing with the grieving tears.
Gerard nodded in agreement, that had been a good day, "Lindsey did so well, but I was so focused on meeting our baby girl."
"Hmm," Frank agreed, thinking of how they had been so interested on touching and holding and loving their child they forgot about the woman who had dedicated her body, sweat, time and tears to give them the beautiful child. And now Bandit was pregnant with her own miracle.
"I won't get to be a granddad Frankie," Gerard chocked and began to sob, as if he had the same thought process as Frank. The pair hugged in effort to sooth each other.
Gerard took a deep breath, then continued, "I remember when we met. I knew from that moment, you were the love of my life."
"Yeah me too," Frank sighed contently, which was odd for the situation, "you were the hot vampire creepy dude and I was the hyper teenager." Frank shut his eyes, sighing again.
"I love you so much Gee," Frank said, and began crying again. Frank found it odd that Gerard didn't reply, he always did. Frank shifted so he was facing Gerard, and gasped, finding Gerard had his eyes closed.
"Gee," Frank shock Gerard, he still didn't move his eyes, "Gee!" Frank began to sob harder, this was not happening, not now!
"Gee, come on, don't fuck around with me," Frank heaved, and found it hard to breathe.
'You have to accept it angel' Gerard's words replayed in his mind.
"Okay, Okay," Frank calmed himself, "Sweet dreams my sleepy angel, I love you so much," Frank leaned down and kissed Gerard's already cold lips.
2 days after the funeral of Gerard Way, to which mourners turned up, old fans, friends they had made along the way, The band, Frank and of course Bandit, Frank was found dead in the home he and Gerard had shared for more than 4 decades.
The cause of death? The only explanation to be found; a broken heart.
A/N: I am sobbing so much you guys, you just don't understand.
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[*I'm really not that strong in this department. I mean only 2 people in my family have died when I've been alive and I was a little too young to remember, but hopefully this is okay. Comments?Xo
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