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Frank‘s pov:

Cemetery. Me, Gerard and Ray standing in front of Mikey‘s grave. Gerard told me that our relationship won‘t work out, not anymore. It was over with band. Mikey was dead. Gerard kneeled down and placed the candle on the grave.
-I miss you, Mikey -he whispered.
-We all miss him -Ray said and Gerard nodded. Mikey died last week. Since then, Gerard changed a lot. He died his hair back in black and he wasn‘t going out anymore. Jim wasn‘t appearing. It seems like he took his revenge and his job was finished. He ruined our lives. He took us Mikey, our friend, our band mate, Gerard‘s brother. I looked to the sky and smiled a little.
-We‘ll meet again, Mikey, when both our cars collide -I whispered.