Categories > Celebrities > My Chemical Romance > You're My Princess


by HelenaButane 3 reviews

More troubles for Frank...

Category: My Chemical Romance - Rating: PG-13 - Genres: Angst,Drama - Characters: Frank Iero,Gerard Way - Warnings: [V] - Published: 2011-06-29 - Updated: 2011-06-29 - 1244 words - Complete

“STILL NO RESPONSE!” A nurse yelled over the people.

I was curled into the corner, sobbing, pleading that he would be okay. But I knew in my heart that he wouldn’t, the solid beep wouldn’t stop, Gerard’s chest wouldn’t rise, his beautiful hazel eyes would never open again.

After another try with the defibrillator all hope was lost. No response from my Princess. I watched in horror as they covered his frail, lifeless body with the sheet.

A nurse turned to me, her face grim. “I’m so sorry honey... I’m so so sorry...”

I nodded as the room cleared out. The nurse was still packing up the defibrillator.

“Fr..nkie?” Asked a confused, muffled voice.

I jumped up and pulled the cover from Gerard’s body. His beautiful hazel eyes looked at me in confusion. I collapsed beside him in tears. “You’re alive!” I sobbed. “You’re really alive!”

The nurse gasped from behind me and called in the doctor. After running a bunch of tests and hooking Gerard up to a bunch of machines the doctor turned to me. “That was nearly impossible, he was actually dead...”

I wrapped my arms around Gerard’s weak body. Crying as I held him, so relieved that he pulled through.

“Frankie I love you.” Gerard whispered so only I could hear.

I was extremely happy about what he admitted I couldn’t help but place a kiss on his nose. From behind me I heard the nurse and doctor gag. Fucking homophobics. But I didn’t care because all that mattered was that Gerard was alive, he was gone from Nick and he would be my Princess.

“I’m so happy you’re alright!” I exclaimed.

Gerard had tears in his eyes as he looked at me in disbelief. Without caring about the stupid homophobics I pressed my lips to his. His shaking arms wrapped around my neck as he accepted the kiss and kissed back with the same love I had for him.

Gerard stayed in the hospital for three more days after the death scare. I visited him everyday and stayed with him until visiting hours were over, meaning I missed school but I didn’t care. As long as my Princess was alright nothing else mattered.

I had invited Gerard to the mall so we could have some alone time. I figured that some alone time would be a relaxing break from all the shitty stuff that had happened, Nick almost killing him and then him almost dying in the hospital bed. I was just finishing my makeup when there was a loud bang at the door.

“FRANK ANTHONY IERO YOU GET OUT HERE RIGHT NOW!” Dad shouted from the other side of the door.

I walked out only to be greeted with my fathers fist. I was knocked onto the bathroom floor.

“Whats wrong?” I asked.

“The doctor told me that you kissed that faggot! I knew you were gay!” Dad screamed and kicked me hard.

“I can’t help it! Its just who I am and you should accept it!” I crawled backwards back into the bathroom and hit into the bathtub.

Dad stomped into the bathroom. “You were a fucking mistake!” He kicked my face and pulled me up by the collar of my shirt.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Please don’t hurt me!” I shielded my face.

“Yeah that little act won’t work anymore! Maybe when you were five but not now!” With that my head was flung into the hard bathroom wall. I heard sickening crack and then felt it pulse throughout my whole head.

“Dad please!” I shouted. I didn’t want to end up like Gerard, I didn’t want to give my Princess a scare, I just wanted us to be safe and accepted.

My father didn’t let up. He kept thrusting my head into the bathroom wall, I felt the first trickle of blood down my head. “I knew from the second I held your disgusting body in my arms that we should have aborted you! We thought about it you know!”

I was taken back by that. So all of these years thinking that my parents wanted me and loved me was a lie? They were actually going to abort me? Did anyone really want me? I was so confused. I closed my eyes and took whatever my father was giving me because at that moment nothing mattered. My entire body was numb, my mind was fuzzy and confused, I was in shock.

The next thing I remembered was my parents. They were yelling at the door. I was dizzy and my vision was blurred. I couldn’t make out what they were saying, or yelling. I must have blacked out, good thing too because I didn’t know if I could take another minute of my father telling me about how much they didn’t want me. It was hard to believe that my own mother wouldn’t even want me, after all she’s done for me. But were those fake smiles plastered to her face all these years? It hurt to think so I just gave it up.

“I can’t believe you would do that! Honey I thought you stopped hurting him! You went to rehab and I went through so many payments of therapy for you and you do this!?” My hearing was coming back as I heard my mother screaming at my dad.

“That son of yours is a homosexual! I will not have a disgusting thing like him in my house! Or that little faggot he has running after him! Don’t you want grandchildren!?” Of course he used the grandchildren bit, my mother always wanted grandchildren.

My mother’s expression turned from anger to pain, she held out a card. “Call Vicktoria and get an appointment. You will not hurt him anymore, homosexual or not.”

I forced myself to get up, I was shaky on my legs but I didn’t care. I just wanted to see Gerard. I quickly washed off the blood from my face and pushed past my parents. My mother tried to speak to me but I didn’t respond, I couldn’t respond. It had been almost three years since my father did that to me, but what made it worse was knowing that my own parents wanted to abort me.

I pulled on my black high tops and grabbed my hoodie. With that I slammed the door to my apartment. I couldn’t hold my tears in anymore so I zipped up my hoodie and pulled the hood over my head. I tried to keep quiet as the tears flowed freely down my face. The tears were blurring my vision but I knew my destination. Gerard’s house.

I wiped my eyes as I walked up the Ways’ driveway. I knocked quickly at the door and waited for what seemed like forever before Mikey opened the door.

I pulled the hood off my head and tried to smile. “Is Gerard here?”

“He just pulled in.” Mikey muttered.

“Whats wrong?” I asked.

Mikey pointed and I turned around, quick enough to see Gerard getting out of the passenger seat of Nick’s car.

NOTE: Okay I know kind of a crazy chapter! But I think this is going to fit in really well with the rest of the story.
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