Frank's a curious little bastard isn't he? I don't mean that in a bad way. I just talk shit...
ANYWAYS. I loved this chapter and the line "That Gerard was dying, was dead, and only I could seem to see it" actually made me want to cry. It was emotional from a deteached veiwpoint, and it made you side with Frank about really wondering why Gerard acts the way he does.
And the writers block will lift. Just pretend the story doesn't exist for a few days. It's MAGIC. (Okay, it's not, but it's better than getting concussion from thinking too hard. Yes, I realise you can't get concussion from thinking... and I've wandered off point. Again.)
This story fascinates me, so please keep updating whenever you're able :D
(Btw, I fucking love that song. It's the ACTUAL SHIT after zombies. Why do I put all this random shit in? Nevermind.)