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Frank’s POV
My mom kept texting me during class, “You aint no son of mine, for what you’ve done.”
I didn’t even think about replying.
Gerard would see my face when I’m texting and he gave me the are-you-okay Gerard look.

“Mr.Way what did you do with your hair,” Mrs.Gray, our English teacher asked.
He smirked, “New colorful look after such a dark hard month.”
Other kids with dirty minds snickered.

Gerard gave me his notebook , he wrote : It’s the tarot sound of love notes, drowning out these dread stained windows ,and the view outside is dreadful
…. You like? I got more! Oh by the way I want to hear your old songs you said you wrote in your old band.

I nodded at Gerard and handed him his notebook

I wrote in mine :. Eh I guess I’ll let you see one ,
I think of running away, I Can’t keep running away, Can’t keep feeling the same, I can’t keep taking the blame, I wanna run with you , I don’t care what we do, gotta get out of this place , Because it feels like yesterday.

We traded : I’m trying , I’m trying to let you know just how much you mean to me , and after all the things we’ve put each other through and I would drive on to the end with you ,
A liquor store or two keeps the gas tank full and I feel like there’s nothing left to do,
But prove myself to you and we’ll keep it running.

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I walked home with Mikey and Gerard, my mom wouldn’t know she was gone.
Cars were parked outside the house, Gerard’s mom was on the porch in a black dress, she was crying.
“Oh My God Mikey, Gerard! “ She ran up and hugged them.
She even hugged me!

“Mom what happened!” Mikey was confused.
Gerard knew, he ran up the steps into the house.
His mom and I both yelled for him.

I couldn’t help but run after him.
I ran past the Way family ,neighbors ,and friends.
His house looked alive with everyone here.

“Gerard!” I barged into his room,
Gerard held prescription pills and swallowed them.
“Holy shit Gerard! Spit them out! “I kneeled down next to him.
He didn’t listen and he wept.

“She’s gone Frank!” His hazel eyes might as well be forever bloodshot.
“Elena , Frankie! She’s gone!” He rested his head on my shoulder and cried.
I tried to hold back the tears, but Elena was more of a mother to me.

She wasn’t always here but when she was she always kept the mood up , kept Gerard smiling.
If I weren’t for this dreadful moment, I don’t know how we would be if I found out about the pills.

Gerard’s POV

She Can’t be dead! She was such an inspiration, but when I saw the look in my mom’s eyes I knew what happened.

Now Frank knew my dirty little secret, he didn’t have anything to say, he was my shoulder to cry on. He kissed my head , he held me close ,and he whispered into my ears ,”running away and hiding with you, I never thought they’d get me here, not knowing you change from just one bite , I fought them all of just to hold you close and tight”

I looked up at him,”What?” the tears streamed down my cheek and my purple hair stuck to my face..
“And there’s no room in this hell, there’s no room in the next, and our memories defeat us, and I’ll end this direst… Gerard , you completed my song.”
I was so confused, but my mind hurt , and I didn’t care.
Frank Kissed my lips and watched as my mind drifted.

The last thing I heard was Frank say, “Elena thank you so much , So Long And Good Night.”

The drugs filled my body, It made me feel better, if only I had the alcohol.

Frank’s POV
I started finishing the song lyrics, Gerard’s desk was filled with drawings you would see in comic books , but his walls were filled with painting you would see in museums.

Purple Silk Pajama’s that matched his hair were left on the side, Gerard was a pajama kind of guy, ha.

Gerard and I have been working on this song called Early Sunsets Over Monroeville, well I’ve been working on it, he’s just my inspiration.

Dry tears from mourning were on my cheek, Gerard slept silently, and I couldn’t help but make sure he didn’t have a stash. But I didn’t , I finished Monroeville, and knew I would need to play it for Gerard to keep him looking up.

I couldn’t help but notice Alex’s note under all of these papers. I had to accept death, but I couldn’t accept it be my fault. I wrote this song , for not only Gerard but mainly her.