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Gerards POV:
I straighten up my tie, fix my suit, smudge eyeliner around my eyes, and rearrange my hair. I lean against the sink and hang my head low and start crying. I have been crying all week and I am starting to get sick of it. I look in the mirror and realize that I fucked up my makeup. I pull my arm back and smash my fist in the mirror. Shards of glass go everywhere and I pray that some shoots out and goes through my un-beating, shattered, dead heart. I furiously start rubbing my arm and realize what I'm doing. I roll up my sleeve and see Franks name perfectly carved into my arm. I hear a knock on my door and I quickly roll down my sleeve.
"Gerard..." My mom slowly opens the door and looks inside the bathroom and her face just collapses.
"What?" I try to shout but it comes out as a pathetic whimper. I start to cry again and my mom rushes over to me and wraps her arms around me.
"Sweetie... I don't care about the mirror, as long as you are going to be okay. Promise me you will be okay?" I start shaking and I nod.
"I promise..." I take her hand and look at her. Not just glance like how I usually look at her, but actually LOOK at her. See into her. Shes beautiful, and she would risk her life so save me and Mikey, and I don't want to ruin anymore lives. I'm going to live for her. Not for myself.
My mom, Mikey, and I climb into the car and we drive to the funeral home. I reach into my pocket and finger a gold ring sitting there. Engraved on it is Franks name. I hold back my tears and slip the ring on my finger. I reach in my other pocket and find another ring. The same ring but with my name on it. I feel a little at peace with my self.
When we get there we are rushed into the wake. I jog over to Franks parents and hug them. They are shocked at first then they seemed a little relieved. Mrs. Iero pulls me into a hug and we all start crying. My mom and Franks mom exchange pleasantries and I walk over to where they are presenting his body.
"Hey, babe." I whisper to him. I laugh softly as I cry.
I look around to see if people are watching, when I'm sure no one is I continue.
"Will you marry me?" I laugh a little harder. I reach into my pocket and pull out the ring with my name on it and slip it on his ring finger.
"I will never forget you, Frank Anthony Iero."
~~~~~~~flash forward 20 years~~~~~~
"Daddy!!" My daughter, Lindsey, runs through the door way with her backpack thumping against her back.
"Lindsey! Oh, how I have missed you!" I pick her up and swing her around in circles in kiss her cheek over and over again.
"Dad! What about me!" I turn around and put Lindsay down and walk over to my son, he is about 14 years old. His name is Frank Anthony Way. I pick him up and hug him tight.
"Okayyy okayy!! We were only gone for the weekend!" He giggles. I wipe my eyes and set him down.
"If I must!" I say laughing. I walk into the kitchen and fix a snack for the kids.
"Don't I get a hug?" A voice says from the hallway. I quickly turn around and run towards my husband and engulf him in a hug.
"I love you so so so much! Please don't leave me," I start to cry and I bury my face into his chest. He rubs my back reassuringly.
"I love you too. Lets tuck in the kids and get to bed." I nod happily and hold his hand.
Once I tucked Lindsey in bed I walk to Franks room.
"Frankie? You awake?" I ask softly. I hear a grunt and I open the door. He is sitting up and going through an old picture album. The one of me and Frank Iero.
"Who is this?" He asks. Looking up at me the same way Frank would look at me. And I tell him my story. The way I loved, the way I lost, and the way that I grew.
And how I will prosper.
I will always love you, Frank Iero.
I will never forget you.
[~~~THE END~~~]
I straighten up my tie, fix my suit, smudge eyeliner around my eyes, and rearrange my hair. I lean against the sink and hang my head low and start crying. I have been crying all week and I am starting to get sick of it. I look in the mirror and realize that I fucked up my makeup. I pull my arm back and smash my fist in the mirror. Shards of glass go everywhere and I pray that some shoots out and goes through my un-beating, shattered, dead heart. I furiously start rubbing my arm and realize what I'm doing. I roll up my sleeve and see Franks name perfectly carved into my arm. I hear a knock on my door and I quickly roll down my sleeve.
"Gerard..." My mom slowly opens the door and looks inside the bathroom and her face just collapses.
"What?" I try to shout but it comes out as a pathetic whimper. I start to cry again and my mom rushes over to me and wraps her arms around me.
"Sweetie... I don't care about the mirror, as long as you are going to be okay. Promise me you will be okay?" I start shaking and I nod.
"I promise..." I take her hand and look at her. Not just glance like how I usually look at her, but actually LOOK at her. See into her. Shes beautiful, and she would risk her life so save me and Mikey, and I don't want to ruin anymore lives. I'm going to live for her. Not for myself.
My mom, Mikey, and I climb into the car and we drive to the funeral home. I reach into my pocket and finger a gold ring sitting there. Engraved on it is Franks name. I hold back my tears and slip the ring on my finger. I reach in my other pocket and find another ring. The same ring but with my name on it. I feel a little at peace with my self.
When we get there we are rushed into the wake. I jog over to Franks parents and hug them. They are shocked at first then they seemed a little relieved. Mrs. Iero pulls me into a hug and we all start crying. My mom and Franks mom exchange pleasantries and I walk over to where they are presenting his body.
"Hey, babe." I whisper to him. I laugh softly as I cry.
I look around to see if people are watching, when I'm sure no one is I continue.
"Will you marry me?" I laugh a little harder. I reach into my pocket and pull out the ring with my name on it and slip it on his ring finger.
"I will never forget you, Frank Anthony Iero."
~~~~~~~flash forward 20 years~~~~~~
"Daddy!!" My daughter, Lindsey, runs through the door way with her backpack thumping against her back.
"Lindsey! Oh, how I have missed you!" I pick her up and swing her around in circles in kiss her cheek over and over again.
"Dad! What about me!" I turn around and put Lindsay down and walk over to my son, he is about 14 years old. His name is Frank Anthony Way. I pick him up and hug him tight.
"Okayyy okayy!! We were only gone for the weekend!" He giggles. I wipe my eyes and set him down.
"If I must!" I say laughing. I walk into the kitchen and fix a snack for the kids.
"Don't I get a hug?" A voice says from the hallway. I quickly turn around and run towards my husband and engulf him in a hug.
"I love you so so so much! Please don't leave me," I start to cry and I bury my face into his chest. He rubs my back reassuringly.
"I love you too. Lets tuck in the kids and get to bed." I nod happily and hold his hand.
Once I tucked Lindsey in bed I walk to Franks room.
"Frankie? You awake?" I ask softly. I hear a grunt and I open the door. He is sitting up and going through an old picture album. The one of me and Frank Iero.
"Who is this?" He asks. Looking up at me the same way Frank would look at me. And I tell him my story. The way I loved, the way I lost, and the way that I grew.
And how I will prosper.
I will always love you, Frank Iero.
I will never forget you.
[~~~THE END~~~]
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