Beatdowns & Letdowns...<3

[decay;;]

=]] I love the way you pointedly wrote gay in bold lettering, Yazz. Maybe my next story should have some kind of twisted Gerard/Ray love...
Moving on. This happens a few hours before chapter seven...

Chapter Eight

My head was still spinning as I wandered the dark streets, freezing water seeping into my Etnies as I tried to leave what had happened behind. But there's no escaping the past, and no escaping who you are.
'Is this who I am though?' I thought to myself, staring thoughtfully up at the sky, fine droplets of rain falling into my eyes and forcing me to close them. Sometimes I wished I could close my heart.

Stitch it up and stop Gerard ever getting in again.

I didn't even know when it had all started. Gerard had always been my best friend, nothing more and nothing less. It had always been me and him, a year apart yet so close. Back then, I'd never wanted to be closer. But now... I just... my feelings had changed. I had known he'd never accept them. Why had I been so stupid? What friendship, no matter how strong, can withstand something like this? It's impossible...

I jumped over the metal railings, collapsing on my hands and knees in the wet grass with a faint splash. I took a few moments to regain my composure and, straightening up, I kept walking, my mind a whirlwind of thoughts. Or even a hurricane of thoughts. Tearing everything apart. Because that's what Frank Iero does. Tear everything apart.

And I'd done it again. And here I was, trying to escape the inevitable.

There was Amelia, too. Pretty, blonde, intelligent... everything Gerard could ever want. She was so compassionate to me. And I'd never cared, always shoved her away, because I only cared for Gerard. I'd probably wrecked their happy ending now. Like poison ivy. Climbing into their lives and contaminating them. Gerard would never forgive me, we'd never be the same people, never the same relationship... I'd fucked up everything. Again.

"I'm a monster..." I whispered to myself. My feet kept moving even though I wanted to stop. I wanted everything to stop. Now shrouded in complete darkness as I reached the woods on the side of the pond, I gripped the trunk of the nearest dark, tall silhouette and began dragging my body upwards, my fingers slipping on the wet surface as I clambered up and away from the world.

"Keep going, Frank..." I muttered, my breathing slowing as my ears filled with an awkward pressure. I kept climbing, finally stopping as I reached a strong enough branch. I set my feet upon it, swaying carefully to gain my balance before beginning to side step across it until the view materialized before me.

And I stopped. At peace, I looked down at the black water below me.

Somehow, it reminded me of myself.

[ricegrains&rosesxo.]

SHIT.
WHAT THE FUCK HAFF I DONE.
OPENING THE IMAGINATION OF ALLIE TO A CONCEPT SUCH AS THAT =[

Me likes.
AHA,, AMELIA IS BLONDE!!!
Shewilldieshewilldielikechloe.
We'll save Frank.
Amelia will hand them over to chavs.
And they'll hate her.
And we'll get written in.
And takeout trees.
And the suchlike.
UPDDAATTTEEE.

So Long And Goodnight...
Yazz
xoxoxoxoxox <333333333
**SxPxF**

EDIIITTTT:

Just noticed the referance to Pencey Prep =P
Took a while.
As my brother has deleated nearly all teh songs...
But I noticed =P

[xletxgox]

...cool

[decay;;]

Chapter Nine - Part Un of Trois
Gerard's POV.

"Wait. He did WHAT!?" I screamed down the phone, collapsing into my desk chair, my feet skimming the carpet as I smacked an elbow onto the cold wooden surface, putting one hand to my head in despair.

"I couldn't believe it either... I still can't... all the evidence is sorta leading to it though..." Ray whispered down the line. I wiped a tear from my eye and leaned back, staring up at the dark ceiling, my mind completly numb. Frank wouldn't... would he?

"Where is he?"
"You wanna see him?"
"Yeah... yeah, I do. Where is he?"
Ray sighed, "Get some paper, Gee."

I reached under the desk for my sketchbook and whipped a pen from my jeans pocket, scribbling the address down as Ray recited it into my ear. When he was finished, I threw the pen down and looked at the writing, tears welling up again.

"Look Ray, err... I'll see you in a second, alright?"
"I've have to leave soon, Gerard, but don't rush yourself."
"I... I won't... I want to see him... alone, y'know?"
"Yeah... yeah, okay, Gee. I'll see you around sometime."
"Bye." I managed to choke out and slammed the phone down, finally breaking and slamming my head into the desk.

[ricegrains&rosesxo.]

=O
My idea =P
I started the many parts of the chapters of the stories of the us craze =P
MOOREESSS.
'Tis good =]
NECRAPHILLIA!!!
Heehee.

So Long And Goodnight...
Yazz
xoxoxoxox <33333333
**SxPxF**

[decay;;]

Chapter Nine - Part Deux of Trois
Gerard's POV.

I ran a hand along the perfect white walls of the corridor as I walked, feeling the texture of the paint beneath my pale fingers. Doctors flowed past me, knocking me and apologizing hurriedly as they passes, but I took no notice as I kept walking; the butterflies in my stomach was a feeling like no other I'd ever felt before, the pain making me want to double over and die right there, in the middle of a hospital. But I kept going, something was drawing me...

At the large, metal doors, a nurse approached me and shook my hand firmly, gazing intently at my face, testing for any signs of emotion. I contorted my face to look as calm as possible, but inside I felt anything but.
"Are you ready, Mr Way?" She asked solemnly. I paused for a moment.
"Yes."
She laid one hand on the handle of the door, wrenching it open. And icy blast flooded into my face, forcing me to wince momentarily before stepping into the morgue.

I stopped in the centre of the room and looked at the scene around me. The room, white and lit only by a hanging light balancing above the steel table, was eerie, it's walls covered with metal drawers containing the bodies of the deceased. One of them held Frank - my best friend.
The nurse beckoned for me to take a seat, which I did as she vanished away to get his body and lay it out. After a wait that seemed to last all eternity, she put a hand on my shoulder. I flinched.

"I'll leave you two alone," She whispered and I heard her footsteps tiptoe away. I waited patiently, a sick dread filling my body like an ice cold liquid making me feel sick to my stomach, until I was left in silence. And slowly, I turned.

And there he was. My Frank. My best friend.
Dead.

[ricegrains&rosesxo.]

=[
Frank can't be dead =[
Won't let him be dead.
He'll jump up and snog Gerard silly.

MORES.

So Long And Goodnight...
Yazz
xoxoxoxox <333333

[xletxgox]

*gulp* NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! hes too hot to die!

[decay;;]

Chapter Nine - Part Trois of Trois
Gerard's POV

I brushed a soft lock of black hair out of his face, tucking it behind his ear as I looked sorrowfully at him, his eyes closed, the long black eyelashes contrasting sharply with his pale complexion. He looked... perfect.

I never thought I'd come to terms with this. My best friend dead. I thought... that I'd be tearing up the world for the rest of my life, my angst and hurt driving me mad. But looking at him now... seeing him for the last time... it felt like... like I could just let go and say goodbye.

But I couldn't with the guilt still weighing down my heart.
This was all my fault.

"Do... do you remember when you got your lip pierced, Frankie?" I whispered, my voice faltering slightly as salty tears welled up in my eyes. I took a quick glance at the gloomy ceiling to ease them away and looked back down at him, his tiny silver lipring shining in the white light above him.
"And I fainted...and when I woke up, you were by my side. And you told me that you'd always be there for me, because I was there for you at my own expense? I... I never forgot that Frankie."

His eyes remained closed, his mouth still forming that slight, peaceful smile that I knew so well on his light pink lips.
My Frank, the prettiest boy in the morgue.
I sighed horribly, "But... but you won't be there for me Frankie... I don't know how I'll cope... you'll look out for me, won't you?"

"I know you will... because... because you love... me..." I gasped, the tears flowing freely down my face and crashing onto the metal table on which he lay.
"I'm so sorry Frank... I broke you heart... this is a... all my fault... if it wasn't for me you'd be alive and smiling, we could be together... Frank..." I cooed, stroking my long fingers down his cheeks, sending shivers down my spine as my free hand gripped his cold, smooth one, "I... I love you, Frank..."

This was the moment... he opens his eyes, looks at me peacefully, and dives up, suddenly full of life... I kept waiting. But it never came. No "I love you too", no kiss, no sign. Just death. He was dead. I was too late.
"Well, I guess I'd best go... I have things to... sort out..." I smiled, running my fingers down his face one more time and bringing mine level to his, giving him a kiss on the cheek before I rose. I carefully withdrew my fingers from his, feeling his hand go limp without my touch.

I backed away slowly, looking at him with remorse, taking him in. Still no movement, no sign... I was being childish. Ridiculous. Dead people are exactly that - dead.
"He's never coming home, Gerard," I whispered to myself, looking at him once more before I turned completely, shaking violently as I walked to the door, reaching out my fingers to open it.

"... It's not your fault."

[decay;;]

Chapter Ten

I watched him as he paused, his hand still outstretched, the back of his head shaking slightly as he kidded himself nothing had happened... that he'd been imagining it... slowly, he turned around, his green eyes turning to face my confused hazel ones.

"F... Frank..." He whispered, his hand limp at his side as he looked at me. His eyes were shining, wide and red, his cheeks wet and shimmering. I stared back at him, taking notice for the first time of my surroundings.

"What's happening? I... are you... you're dead, Frank..."
I looked down at myself, my gaze dropping to my hands, watching them twitch with life. The white sheet that had covered my body, exposing only my head, had dropped to my lap as I sat up, Gerard watching me with confusion. What had happened to me? What had happened to us?

A pause that lasted a lifetime followed, our eyes locked as we watched eachother, tears welling up in mine. He was still the same Gerard, his dark hair falling softly into his face, his leather jacket wrapped around him. I didn't break the eye contact... I couldn't, it felt so right, like I'd finally earned his feelings again...

Without thinking, I swung my legs off the table, my feet collapsing onto the cold floor as I stood shakily, as though I hadn't stood in years. Gerard continued to watch me, making the slightest motion to run at me but hesitating. Swaying back and forth, I put one foot forwards and began to walk towards him. He followed suit, breaking into a run and reaching me at last, grabbing me, his face inches from mine. It felt so... right.

"Frank! You... you're alive!" He grinned, his hand either side of my face as he looked at me, his eyes full of compassion. I smiled, still confused but happy. He drew closer, one of his hands dropping to my waist as his lips softly caressed my own. My heart leapt up into my throat as I carefully parted mine, Gerard doing the same as his moist tongue slipped into my mouth, his eyes closing slowly as my hands began to trace patterns up his back...

We kissed for what felt like eternity, his warmth spreading to me as we gripped eachother - something I had wanted to do for so, so long. Finally, we broke apart, breathless, Gerard looking at me deeply with his head slightly bowed.
"I love you, Frank."
"Gerard... I love you too..."

"How is this happening, Frank?" He whispered. I inhaled deeply, his sweet scent filling my lungs. I remembered it well.
"I... I don't know... it just feels so right..."
"I know... I'm so sorry... I made you do it..."
Memories started to flood back. Memories of water... panic, rain, my feet slipping, my body flying forwards as it plunged into the darkness...
"Accidents happen, Gerard..." I said softly, a smile playing on my lips. He smiled too and flung his arms around my shoulders.

"But you died, Frank... how come you're here with me?"
I looked up with a smile.
"I guess somebody up there is looking out for me."
Gerard reached forward, his fingers lacing up with mine behind my back as I felt his soft touch that I had always longed for, "Shall we go, then?"
I nodded.

"But... there's something I want to do..."
"What?" Gerard asked.
"There's some people we need to take care of."

[ricegrains&rosesxo.]

**JAW DROPPING OF THE MEGALY**
Oh fine then.
Go and make twisted Frank/Gerard love have huge DETAILS.
Even I'm not that bad...
They would be ashamed of yoo,, Allie.
**Is still coming to terms with what she just read**
I think I'm gonna crawl up in my coffin and never come out.
**Blinks**
Yoo really didn't need to give me details.
Just 'cuz yoo could picture them ghey ass fucking on a morgue table.
Yoo crossed the line I drew in teh sand =P
Yoo do realise you're gonna pay??
Soooooo badly gonna pay.
But mores?
Sounds like Amelia's gonna get done in...

So Long And Goodnight...
Yazz
xoxoxoxox <33333
**Is wondering whether to give yoo spf or not.**

[xladyofsorrowsx]

Dun dun dun dun dun

Do i see a glimpse
Of vengence.....?

And i slight glimpse
of the fuckers in our old class?

[decay;;]

Epilogue

Ah, the fresh playground air, its tarmac and paint scent filling my lungs as I tossed my cigarette to the ground, Gerard following suit as he stood at my side. I crunched the fag beneath my foot and tilted my head up, my eyes fixed on the clock above the school doors. Ten seconds, nine seconds... three...

The bell rang loud and shrill - but for once, instead of sending my heart sinking to my feet, I was overjoyed. I'd been waiting all day for this. Today was the day they would realise just how much we mean. With them all as a witness, I'll never be a victim again.

"Ready?" I whispered into Gerard's ear, leaning my head on his shoulder lovingly as I heard the shouts and happiness coming closer. Oh, how that would change.
"Yeah," Gerard replied. I moved off of him and steadied myself, breathing deeply and keeping the same fearless smirk plastered on my face. I was still dressed in the white shirt and dark jeans I had woken up at the morgue in, Gerard also having not changed. We were ready to face them down. Give them what they deserve.

The large doors creaked open, and hundreds of people of all ages came flocking out into the schoolyard - but only a crowd stuck out to me. Their smiles turning to frowns as they spotted Gerard and I stood there, their laughter fading out to be replaced with shouts of abuse as they ran at us. I clenched my fist, prepared. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Gerard do the same.

"IERO!" One of them yelled, "Where have you been?"
What did it matter to them that I'd died and miraculously come back. Maybe I was brought back to get revenge. Whatever the reason, I was going to have revenge anyway.
The yells grew louder, and turning around I saw that they were coming from all directions, circling us like vultures. Finally, they had all converged around us both, them at the front, and the rest of the schoolyard surrounding them. Still shouting, the familiar labels flowing off their venomous tongues. But I didn't care any more.

I stretched out my hand slightly, grabbing Gerard's hand and knotting our fingers calmly, pulling him closer to me as his nose brushed against mine. The volume of the other kids seemed to of escalated, and continued to climb just like my temperature as I passionately kissed Gerard, in front of all of them. Four hundred odd kids, witnessing their first taster of homosexuality, or bisexuality to put it precisely. And I didn't think they were enjoying much, going by the shouts and screams of the crowd and Amelia, who I could see out of the corner of my eye screaming. She'd get over it. Eventually.

Finally, we broke apart, looking deep into eachothers eyes. Mine slid to one side to view the mortified faces of the people who had made my life hell for the last few years. And then, just as everything had started to quieten down into a shocked silence, I gave Gerard a look and we both rushed at them, me diving straight into the ringleader - a 6ft waste of space.

Fists flying everywhere, I smacked and hit everything in my reach as the remaining students shouted their approval. All against us, of course. But I didn't care. Caught in the moment, I battered them as hard as I could going by my height and strength, every feeling I still had going into every swing of my fist. Once I was sure the first was happily knocked out, I stood up and dragged down the next as Gerard flew past me, kicking another. Finally, when the carnage has began to seep blood across the playground, Gerard grabbed my wrist and dragged me away, the both of us running as the students stared, completely gobsmacked.

I clambered up the wire fencing of the school, stretching out a hand to help Gerard up as we left the grounds, walking away into the fields. Behind me, I could hear our friend's shouting our names, Ray calling out to us.
"What the fuck was that, you guys?"
Gerard leant over, and pecked me on the cheek. I grinned broadly at Ray, Mikey and Bob, all assembled at the fence with identical looks of confusion, shock and a hint of happiness.
"That was revenge," I smiled at them, giving them a wave before entwining my fingers with Gerard's and leaving the school behind.

The End.

[ricegrains&rosesxo.]

Haha.
FACE to Amelia.
Who actually sounded a bit like me there but still...
AND THATS THE END =[
It was short compared to the other.
CONTINOOO NEVER COMING HOME NOW =]
As they are both brilliant.
Haha,, FACE to chavs in our school.
Yeah,, yoo and Zoe,, to the rim,, kissing.
Carl is Amelia...?

So Long And Goodnight...
Yazz
xoxoxoxoxox <3333333