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UN - prescribed medication please come fast…keep him awake?...yer he has…call someone?...just to talk to them?...thank you.’ *beep* I was totally freaking out, the operator told me to call so...
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I panicked! What do I do? I grabbed my cell out of my pocket and called 911. ‘Hello? Hi my name is Alicia Simmons, I'm at my boyfriends house, 36 Andersons Avenue, Belleville, New Jersey I need help fast my boyfriend has overdosed on prescribed and UN - prescribed medication please come fast…keep him awake?...yer he has…call someone?...just to talk to them?...thank you.’ beep I was totally freaking out, the operator told me to call someone and get Frank to talk to them. I called gee and explained what happened,
‘Frank!’ Gerard shouted through the phone
‘Gee-bear’ Frank said giggling, it was frightening
‘Frank I need you to stay awake and talk to Alicia.’
The conversation went on as the door opened, the ambo’s heard me yelling for help they rushed in finding Frank and gasping. Quickly one of the ambulance officers picked Frank up and took him to the toilet bowl, they literally stuck there finger down his throat and out came franks rainbow cocktail. He was shaking and sweating tears rolling down his face. Slowly they lifted him onto a stretcher and took him down the stairs. ‘Alicia!’ ‘Alicia!’ ‘Alicia, please come’ he was now shouting and crying the ambo grabbed my hand abruptly and pulled me to the van.
Mikey, Samantha, Gerard, Anita, Ray and bob were waiting outside and talking to an officer. They waved to me and Anita ran and hugged me, Mikey didn’t make eye contact, he was hurt.
As I climbed into the van, frank grabbed my arm and stared at me, he pulled me down and kissed me, as I kissed back Frank felt the tears falling from my eyes. The trip to the hospital was silent apart from the occasional ‘stay awake’ and ‘why’.
6 hrs later
I wheeled frank out of the hospital in a wheelchair and said nothing to him. I was so hurt at the moment it would be better not to talk. The trip home was similar to the trip to the hospital…silent.
When we go home Frank parents were crying in the living room. They stood up and hugged there sun they kissed him but they looked like it had cut them deep. They stared at his arms and then at me. ‘Frank…Why?’ Mr Iero asked ‘I wanted to sleep’ his mother started crying, hugged him and left to the kitchen. ‘Alicia!’ I heard as she shouted ‘Alicia please… I beg you… stay here tonight stay with him talk to him see what happened!’ she was becoming more and more un – comprehendible. ‘Mama hero, ill stay tonight, can you call my mum and explain what happened. I'm taking him to bed and then I'm going to see what happened’
‘Hurry off then’ she said as I walked into the living room. ‘Frank, lets go.’ I said my voice cold and my heart ripped apart. He stood up and limped my way. As we got to his room I blurted out ‘Why Frank why! Am I not good enough for you, do I not love you enough do I not make you happy am I that horrible why! Is life that unbearable with me?’ I was shouting and crying he looked sad and looked away.
‘Alicia, no – one needs me’
‘I'm invisible, I'm that little emo kid in the corner.’
‘You’re so much better than me, you don’t deserve all this.’
‘I cry EVERY night! I feel guilty that you’re with me. Like you have no choice and feel sorry for me…’
‘I wanted to go, I wanted to leave, I wanted to… sleep.’
I lost it completely, why did he do this to himself! Its all my fault! ‘FRANK! I am in love with you! How DARE you say you’re not good enough I have your fucking name tattooed on my body!’ I said as I lifted my shirt and showed him my ribs again. I soon after pointed to my necklace around my neck the ‘F’ from my birthday.
He started crying again. He stood up, turned around and walked to his bed where he laid staring at the ceiling. We stayed there for several minutes I sat on his chair at his desk. He stood up and silently pulled me to my feet and walked me to the bed. He lay down and pulled me to him so my head was resting on his chest.
I cried myself to sleep that night in Frank’s tight embrace…
The next morning I woke up and made my way to the desk. I found two of franks songs. They were called Our Lay of sorrows and skylines and turnstiles
On the sheet that Our Lady of Sorrows was written it said ‘I Love You Alicia’
We could be perfect one last night
And die like star-crossed lovers when we fight
And we can settle this affair
If you would shed your yellow take my hand
And then we'll solve the mystery of laceration gravity
This riddle of revenge, please understand it has to be this way
Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
Take my fucking hand
and never be afraid again
We've only got one chance to put this at an end
and cross the patron saint of switchblade fights
You said we're not celebrities, we spark and fade, they die by threes
I'll make you understand and you can trade me for an apparition
Trust, you said
Who put the words in your head
Oh how wrong we were to think
That immortality meant never dying
Just because my hand's around your throat!
And the second song looked like it was written when he was clearly upset, it was partly disturbing. He was in pain.
You're not in this alone
Let me break this awkward silence
Let me go, go on record
Be the first to say I'm sorry
Hear me out
And if you take me down
Would you lay me out
And if the world needs something better
Let's give them one more reason now, now, now
We walk in single file
We light our rails and punch our time
Ride escalators colder than a cell
This broken city sky, like butane on my skin
Stolen from my eyes
Hello Angel, tell me where are you
Tell me where we go from here
This broken city sky like butane on my skin
Stolen from my eyes
Hello Angel, tell me where are you
Tell me where we go from here
And in this moment we can't close the lids on burning eyes
Our memories blanket us with friends we know, like fallout vapors
Steel corpses stretch out towards and ending sun, scorched and black
It reaches in and tears your flesh apart
As ice cold hands rip into your heart
That's if you've still got one that's left
Inside that cave you call a chest (cave you call a chest)
And after seeing what we saw, can we still reclaim our innocence
And if the world needs something better
Let's give them one more reason now
‘What are you doing?’ Frank said as he stretched after yawning. ‘Frank, what are these?’ I said as he looked at what I was holding. ‘Nothing… just stuff I wrote…’ he said not bearing to look me in the eyes. ‘As ice cold hands rip into your hear ’ I read out loud, his eyes still plastered on the floor. Tears ran down my cheeks as I continued reading. ‘And die like star-crossed lovers when we fight’ ‘Frank… is that us?’ he slowly nodded and said ‘it means that I would rather die then fight and be apart from you’ my blood started to boil. ‘How can you say that! You tried to kill yourself yesterday! If you succeeded you would neve be with me…ever!’ He walked over to the corner and grabbed hold of his knees. He started crying repeating over again that he was sorry. I felt sorry for him and sat next to him and grabbed hold of his head and placed it on my chest as he drenched my t shirt with tears. He stood up and made his way to the desk where he got a piece of paper and showed it to me when he sat ‘How wrong we were to think immortality meant never dying.’ I hugged him and kissed his lips softly; no tongues were involved though we just stayed there and held our lips together.
We broke apart and sat in silence he slowly laid down on my lap and cried. I stroked his hair.
‘Don’t cry Sugar…’
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Hey everyone! thanks heaps for reading only a couple more sad chapters and then we're going to prom but will alicia end up going with Frank? or will frank ask someoneelse?
i got comment saying 'why did he do it?' frank hadfallen into the major depression part of his personalty. In winter months (this is a fact, my doctor told me) people tend to get depressed and quite angry and upset so frank was starting to feel this way, life was taking its toll. as stated here... ‘I'm invisible, I'm that little emo kid in the corner.’
‘You’re so much better than me, you don’t deserve all this.’
‘I cry EVERY night! I feel guilty that you’re with me. Like you have no choice and feel sorry for me…’
‘I wanted to go, I wanted to leave, I wanted to… sleep.’
‘Frank!’ Gerard shouted through the phone
‘Gee-bear’ Frank said giggling, it was frightening
‘Frank I need you to stay awake and talk to Alicia.’
The conversation went on as the door opened, the ambo’s heard me yelling for help they rushed in finding Frank and gasping. Quickly one of the ambulance officers picked Frank up and took him to the toilet bowl, they literally stuck there finger down his throat and out came franks rainbow cocktail. He was shaking and sweating tears rolling down his face. Slowly they lifted him onto a stretcher and took him down the stairs. ‘Alicia!’ ‘Alicia!’ ‘Alicia, please come’ he was now shouting and crying the ambo grabbed my hand abruptly and pulled me to the van.
Mikey, Samantha, Gerard, Anita, Ray and bob were waiting outside and talking to an officer. They waved to me and Anita ran and hugged me, Mikey didn’t make eye contact, he was hurt.
As I climbed into the van, frank grabbed my arm and stared at me, he pulled me down and kissed me, as I kissed back Frank felt the tears falling from my eyes. The trip to the hospital was silent apart from the occasional ‘stay awake’ and ‘why’.
6 hrs later
I wheeled frank out of the hospital in a wheelchair and said nothing to him. I was so hurt at the moment it would be better not to talk. The trip home was similar to the trip to the hospital…silent.
When we go home Frank parents were crying in the living room. They stood up and hugged there sun they kissed him but they looked like it had cut them deep. They stared at his arms and then at me. ‘Frank…Why?’ Mr Iero asked ‘I wanted to sleep’ his mother started crying, hugged him and left to the kitchen. ‘Alicia!’ I heard as she shouted ‘Alicia please… I beg you… stay here tonight stay with him talk to him see what happened!’ she was becoming more and more un – comprehendible. ‘Mama hero, ill stay tonight, can you call my mum and explain what happened. I'm taking him to bed and then I'm going to see what happened’
‘Hurry off then’ she said as I walked into the living room. ‘Frank, lets go.’ I said my voice cold and my heart ripped apart. He stood up and limped my way. As we got to his room I blurted out ‘Why Frank why! Am I not good enough for you, do I not love you enough do I not make you happy am I that horrible why! Is life that unbearable with me?’ I was shouting and crying he looked sad and looked away.
‘Alicia, no – one needs me’
‘I'm invisible, I'm that little emo kid in the corner.’
‘You’re so much better than me, you don’t deserve all this.’
‘I cry EVERY night! I feel guilty that you’re with me. Like you have no choice and feel sorry for me…’
‘I wanted to go, I wanted to leave, I wanted to… sleep.’
I lost it completely, why did he do this to himself! Its all my fault! ‘FRANK! I am in love with you! How DARE you say you’re not good enough I have your fucking name tattooed on my body!’ I said as I lifted my shirt and showed him my ribs again. I soon after pointed to my necklace around my neck the ‘F’ from my birthday.
He started crying again. He stood up, turned around and walked to his bed where he laid staring at the ceiling. We stayed there for several minutes I sat on his chair at his desk. He stood up and silently pulled me to my feet and walked me to the bed. He lay down and pulled me to him so my head was resting on his chest.
I cried myself to sleep that night in Frank’s tight embrace…
The next morning I woke up and made my way to the desk. I found two of franks songs. They were called Our Lay of sorrows and skylines and turnstiles
On the sheet that Our Lady of Sorrows was written it said ‘I Love You Alicia’
We could be perfect one last night
And die like star-crossed lovers when we fight
And we can settle this affair
If you would shed your yellow take my hand
And then we'll solve the mystery of laceration gravity
This riddle of revenge, please understand it has to be this way
Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
Take my fucking hand
and never be afraid again
We've only got one chance to put this at an end
and cross the patron saint of switchblade fights
You said we're not celebrities, we spark and fade, they die by threes
I'll make you understand and you can trade me for an apparition
Trust, you said
Who put the words in your head
Oh how wrong we were to think
That immortality meant never dying
Just because my hand's around your throat!
And the second song looked like it was written when he was clearly upset, it was partly disturbing. He was in pain.
You're not in this alone
Let me break this awkward silence
Let me go, go on record
Be the first to say I'm sorry
Hear me out
And if you take me down
Would you lay me out
And if the world needs something better
Let's give them one more reason now, now, now
We walk in single file
We light our rails and punch our time
Ride escalators colder than a cell
This broken city sky, like butane on my skin
Stolen from my eyes
Hello Angel, tell me where are you
Tell me where we go from here
This broken city sky like butane on my skin
Stolen from my eyes
Hello Angel, tell me where are you
Tell me where we go from here
And in this moment we can't close the lids on burning eyes
Our memories blanket us with friends we know, like fallout vapors
Steel corpses stretch out towards and ending sun, scorched and black
It reaches in and tears your flesh apart
As ice cold hands rip into your heart
That's if you've still got one that's left
Inside that cave you call a chest (cave you call a chest)
And after seeing what we saw, can we still reclaim our innocence
And if the world needs something better
Let's give them one more reason now
‘What are you doing?’ Frank said as he stretched after yawning. ‘Frank, what are these?’ I said as he looked at what I was holding. ‘Nothing… just stuff I wrote…’ he said not bearing to look me in the eyes. ‘As ice cold hands rip into your hear ’ I read out loud, his eyes still plastered on the floor. Tears ran down my cheeks as I continued reading. ‘And die like star-crossed lovers when we fight’ ‘Frank… is that us?’ he slowly nodded and said ‘it means that I would rather die then fight and be apart from you’ my blood started to boil. ‘How can you say that! You tried to kill yourself yesterday! If you succeeded you would neve be with me…ever!’ He walked over to the corner and grabbed hold of his knees. He started crying repeating over again that he was sorry. I felt sorry for him and sat next to him and grabbed hold of his head and placed it on my chest as he drenched my t shirt with tears. He stood up and made his way to the desk where he got a piece of paper and showed it to me when he sat ‘How wrong we were to think immortality meant never dying.’ I hugged him and kissed his lips softly; no tongues were involved though we just stayed there and held our lips together.
We broke apart and sat in silence he slowly laid down on my lap and cried. I stroked his hair.
‘Don’t cry Sugar…’
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Hey everyone! thanks heaps for reading only a couple more sad chapters and then we're going to prom but will alicia end up going with Frank? or will frank ask someoneelse?
i got comment saying 'why did he do it?' frank hadfallen into the major depression part of his personalty. In winter months (this is a fact, my doctor told me) people tend to get depressed and quite angry and upset so frank was starting to feel this way, life was taking its toll. as stated here... ‘I'm invisible, I'm that little emo kid in the corner.’
‘You’re so much better than me, you don’t deserve all this.’
‘I cry EVERY night! I feel guilty that you’re with me. Like you have no choice and feel sorry for me…’
‘I wanted to go, I wanted to leave, I wanted to… sleep.’
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