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Ch.1

-Gerard's POV-

Let's talk about "pain" here for a moment. Now when you think about pain, the most common association is physical pain. I'm sure everyone will agree that when you burn yourself.. no matter how small it is.. it hurts like a bitch. Emotional pain, however, is far more crippling. I mean.. it starts out small, insignificant.. in fact at first you don't even realize it's there. Then throughout time it begins to consume you, until you are almost blinded by it.

No one notices, of course. Oh no. They just think one night I woke up and decided to be a bitter asshole. I do prefer it this way though. The world...This whole world is like a stage, and we are the actors. I choose to act like a bitter asshole.

Of course I wasn't always like this. It wasn't that long ago I was a normal happy Gerard. You know I can't put an exact date on it, but I'd say this all started about a year ago.

See, my brother, Mikey, started dating this amazing girl. Her name is Trish. Actually she was my best friend for the longest time. After I lost her to Mikey though, things just weren't the same. I wasn't the same.

It's always about the girl, right? Nah. Not always. I'd be lying if I said that was the ONLY thing bothering me, though granted it was a big part. I mean what kind of shitty person falls in love with not only his best friend, but his own BROTHER'S girlfriend? A pretty shitty one I do believe.

I had gotten to this point in my life where I just didn't care. I could be told I was going to die tomorrow, and it wouldn't even phase me. I felt dead anyway. Becoming a shadow of yourself will do that to you, I suppose. The funny thing being that not a damn person knew this either.

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Ch.2

I laid in bed staring blankly at the ceiling. It was already after 1 in the afternoon. I could hear everyone else below my room scurrying about the house. I'm sure the sun was shining bright outside, but I had my curtains drawn, so it was quite dark in the room. I was lost in my own thoughts, and I heard a knock at the door.

"What!" I shouted, and Frank poked his head into my room, and entered.

"Sorry, Gee, but Mikey wanted me to ask you when you were going to wake up." He said.

"I don't know" I replied, rather harshly. He blinked for a moment.

"Right.. I'll just tell him you are busy being fucked by the asshole fairy." He turned to leave.

"Wait.." I called after him. He turned around.

"I'm.. sorry. I just didn't get enough sleep last night" His face softened and he nodded.

"I'll be down in a minute" I sad, and Frank left the room.

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-Franks POV-

I walked into the kitchen, and everyone was sitting at the table. Everyone included Mikey, Bob, and Ray. Myself, Gerard, and Mikey shared a house, while Bob and Ray shared the house next door to us.

"Hey, where is Gerard at?" Mikey asked.

"He'll be down in a minute" I said.

"I see. Well I'm going to go pick up Trish. I'll be back in a few" He said, and walked out the back door. A few moments later, Gerard walked into the kitchen, and poured himself a glass of orange juice. Everyone's eyes were on him.

"What?!" He barked. "Take a fucking picture" He finished his juice, and left the kitchen.

"Jesus, what the hell is up his ass?" Ray muttered.

"He says he didn't get enough sleep" I said in his defense.

"Right. He hasn't had enough sleep for like a year." He shook his head, and Bob and himself went to the basement. I assumed to play video games. I on the other hand went to the living room, and laid on the couch. I could hear the shower running. I knew Gerard was in there, probably moping about.

I knew he didn't think I noticed the change in him, but I did. He used to be so great. Funny, charming, witty. We would spend lots of time together. Him, myself, and Trish that is. Then, as if overnight he just.. Changed into well more or less a dick head. That didn't stop the way I felt for him though. Oh no. If anything it made me want into his world more. I know Gerard isn't the type to trust easy, but I just wish he would tell me what was wrong with him. Did he not notice the way I'd look at him? The way I was the only one to really put up with his shit? That I honestly wanted to help him? God it hurt so bad, but I didn't even have the balls to tell him that I loved him. Yes. I genuinely loved him, despite his attempts to push everyone out of his life.

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-Trish's POV-

I heard the door bell buzzard to my apartment go off. I smiled to myself, knowing it was Mikey. I unlocked the door for him, and waited for him to knock on my door. In a matter of seconds, he was there and I smiled letting him in .

"Hey beautiful" He said, and kissed me.

"Hey yourself" I giggled, shutting the door behind him.

"So, are you ready to go?" He asked.

"Yeah, just let me grab my keys" I said, and grabbed them from the table. We left my apartment to go to his house.

A few minutes later, we walked into his house.

"Hey, I'm back" he called, but no one answered. I could hear swearing coming from the basement though, and I knew Ray was kicking Bob's ass in some random video game. Mikey heard it too, and went to make his way to the basement.

"Are you coming?" He asked, when I didn't follow.

"Oh yeah. I'll be there in a minute" I said, and he nodded.

I walked into the living and saw Frank laying on the couch, his hands behind his head staring up at the ceiling. He didn't even notice me walk into the room.

"What's so interesting up there?" I joked. He snapped his attention to me, looking slightly embarrassed.

"I'm sorry. I was just thinking. Hey Trish" He said, his cheeks only slightly crimson. I smiled.

"It's okay. It's nice to think at least ONCE in a while" I kidded and he stuck his tongue out at me. We heard the bathroom door open, and saw Gerard walking out. His hair wet and clinging to his face, a towel hanging loosely around his waist.

"Hey, Gerard" I called to him. He looked over and mumbled a "hi", or something to that matter, and went into his room. I sighed.

"Don't let him get to you. He's just going through something right now.. Not sure what, but he'll come around" Frank assured, wrapping his arms around me.

"I just.. I dunno. I somehow feel this has something to do with Mikey and myself. I mean he really hasn't been the same since we started dating" I said, and Frank shrugged.

"I suppose we won't really know unless he says something" He said, and sat up. I nodded in agreement.

"I'm gonna go downstairs, I told Mikey I'd only be a minute" I said, and headed to the basement.

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-Gerard's POV-

I had just finished getting dressed, and I heard a knock at my door.

"Who is it?" I called.

"It's me.." I heard Frank's voice call from the other side of the door.

"It's open.. Come in" I said, and he came in, shutting the door behind him.

"Hey, Gee.. Can we talk?" He asked, his eyes down, and fidgeting with his hands.

"Um.. Sure" I said slowly.

"Well there is no easy way to ask this, but what the hell has been up your ass lately?" His question caught me off guard.

"Jesus Christ. Nothing!" I yelled. I didn't mean to yell though.. Frank had pretty much been the only person left who I even cared to talk to.

"Oh, God damnit Gerard, don't pull that shit with me! Do you think I'm stupid, that I haven't noticed this change in you? I don't think you wake up one day and say 'well gee, I wonder how the hell I can drive everyone who has ever cared about me in my life away? Oh I know! I can be a bitter asshole to everyone!' I know you better than that Gerard, and you fucking know this." He was glaring at me now, fire burning in his eyes. I couldn't help but cower a little. I had never seen him this pissed off before

"I.. just I've had things on my mind" I said softly, now my eyes down. His face only slightly softened when he saw he had scared me.

"I don't mean to scare you" He said, his tone now softer as well. "I just... it's frustrating to see you this way. Everyone seems to think you just became an asshole overnight, but I know you better, Gee.. I do. I know there is something up.. Please.. Please just tell me" He said, practically begging. I couldn't help the tears that started to escape my eyes. I fell into a heap on the floor, and just started to bawl. I don't even know where the fuck it was coming from, but it was coming. I felt Franks arms wrap around my body, and start to rock me gently.

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-Franks POV-

I held Gerard close to me, rocking his shaking body back and forth.

"Gee.. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry" I said, now feeling extremely guilty.

"No.." He mumbled through his tears, and looked up at me. "I'm the one that should be sorry. I didn't mean to push you away, Frankie. I'm so sorry.. For everything it's just.. I can't even begin to explain it" he choked, and a new set of tears started to fall down his face.

"Oh Gee... It's okay" I soothed, and held him closer to me, kissing the top of his head.

"I can't help it, Frank.. I just... I feel like I don't even exist anymore" He said between tears.

"What are you talking about? You do exist. You are so incredibly special to me, Gerard, You mean so fucking much to me that it hurts!" I said, tears now coming to my own eyes. He looked up at me, confusion all over is face. I took in a deep breath.

"Gerard.. I love you." Oh fuck.. That part wasn't supposed to come out. I held my breath. I looked down at him, to see the expression on his face. He looked slightly confused, as if the words didn't register.

"Oh fuck.. I am sorry Gee, I.. I didn't mean to say it.. I was caught up in the moment, and-" He cut me off by pressing his lips to mine. He kissed me softly, and then harder by the second. He took my bottom lip into his mouth and sucked it lightly. Oh God.. This was so beautiful. His tongue entered my mouth, mingling with my own. I could feel my head start to spin. When he stopped, I wanted to cry out.

"Don't be sorry, Frank." , was all he said, before returning his lips to mine. He started to kiss down my neck, biting and sucking my tender flesh lightly, till a groan escaped my lips.

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-Gerard's POV-

Frank's skin was hot and moist beneath my lips. His eyes were close, and his lips slightly parted as I began to assault his neck, with feverish kisses. I lifted his shirt off, and began kissing his hard chest. I licked, and teased at his nipples. His face was twisted into a look of pure ecstasy. We made our way over to my bed, and I laid him down. I continued kissing my way down to his stomach, and undid his belt. His eyes flew open.

"Gee.. I.. You don't have to-" I cut him off again, by pressing my lips to his.

"Shh..." I purred into his ear. He laid back again, and I began kissing down his stomach again. I paused right above his pelvic, and dropped his pants and boxers to the floor, revealing him rock hard beneath me. I teased the insides of his thighs, kissing and sucking. His eyes were closed again, and he began inhaling sharp breaths. I then made my way up his shaft, kissing and licking lightly. I knew it was torment for him. His eyes were shut so tight, and he began bucking his hips at me.

"Gee.." He moaned. That was all the encouragement I needed. I took all of him into my mouth, sucking him hard and fast.

"Oh GOD!" He screamed, twisting beneath me. I pressed my upper body weight against his hips, to keep him still. He ran his fingers through my hair as I kept sucking him.

"Gee.. I.. Oh... I'm so close" He murmured, and I kept my pace.

"Gerard!" He screamed, as his eyes rolled into the back of his head, and he shot his hot sticky load into my mouth. It was salty and sweet, and I swallowed it all as his body relaxed, and he was breathing hard and fast.

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-Frank's POV-

My eyes were close, and I was trying to catch my breath. My head was spinning. I could not believe what just happened. Gerard looked up at me, wiping his mouth. He smiled.

"You.. Didn't have to do that" I said, my breathing becoming more regular.

"I know" was his reply.

"But.. What.. Why?" I couldn't even form an intelligent sentence, I was so confused.

"What does this mean then?" I asked him.

"Well... I'm not sure. All I know is you and one other person are all I care about at this moment."

One other person? Oh. I know.. I knew it all along. Trish. I nodded my head.

"You love her, don't you?" I asked in a soft voice.

"What?!" He sounded astound.

"Trish. I know she's the other person you're talking about. I think deep down I've known it all along."

"Umm.." he said, pressing his lips together.

"No, don't explain. I'm sure you were just caught up in the moment, and sucking my dick seemed like a good idea at the time, right?" Oh crap.. I really didn't mean to sound so bitter. He looked as if I had just slapped him across the face.

"Frankie.. No. I wouldn't have done that if I didn't want to, and more so if I at least didn't feel something for you. Yes. I do love Trish. It doesn't matter though, she's with Mikey." He sighed.

"Right, so I'm just second best, right?" I don't know why, it just hurt to actually hear him say he loved someone else.

"No! Frank.. Please" He begged.

"Whatever" I said, pulling up my pants "I don't need an explanation, but just know MY feelings are genuine, and know I DO love you, even if you don't love me back" I got up and left the room.

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-Gerard's POV-

I'm not to sure what the hell just happened. I didn't mean to upset Frank.. Honest. I had no idea he cared so much for me. I wouldn't say I loved him, but I cared deeply for him. Very deeply.

I sighed, and threw myself on the bed, my head spinning from what just happened. Leave it to me to fuck things up, no matter how good I start to have it.

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-Trish's POV-

Ray and Bob were still going at it. Playing Mortal Kombat of all games. Mikey was cheering Bob on, but of course Ray kept killing him. Not to say Bob didn't get in a few good wins over him though. It was very amusing.

"Hey I'll be right back" I whispered to Mikey. He looked at me, gave me a kiss on the cheek, and nodded. I got up and went upstairs for a glass of water.

Frank was in the kitchen when I got up there. It looked like he was crying.

"Frank?" I said softly He looked over at me, wiping his face, and gave an oh so fake smile.

"Oh, sorry Trish.. I.. just needed something to drink" He said.

"Are you okay?" I asked

"Oh yeah, sure. I.. just.." He started crying again. I quickly went over and wrapped my arms around him.

"Please... don't" he said pushing me off softly.

"I'm sorry." I said, feeling slightly embarrassed.

"No.. don't be... Fuck" He seemed more frustrated now than upset. He walked away, leaving me very confused.

I wanted to go after him, but it didn't seem like he cared to be around me at this particular moment. I was used to that though. Not from him, of course. He's always been very kind to me. Gerard used to be. Now it's like he avoids me as if I have the fucking plague. I sighed, getting my glass of water and heading back downstairs.

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-Frank's POV-

I laid on my back, staring blankly at the ceiling. I don't know why I was so upset. It's not like I didn't KNOW Gerard had a thing for Trish. I suppose maybe I was over reacting. Or maybe I wasn't. At that very moment all I wanted was Gerard. I hope I hadn't fucked things up terribly back in his room. Oh God. A new set of tears started to roll down my face. God FUCK this!

I heard a knock at my door.

"Go away" I mumbled, but whoever it was came in anyway. I stayed in my bed, burying my face into my pillows. I felt whoever it was wrap their arms around my waist. I rolled over to see Gerard looking down at me.

"Frankie... I'm so sorry for upsetting you. Please.. I honestly didn't mean to. Believe me when I say I care so much for you." He pleaded with me. I threw my arms around his neck and pulled him down on me. I just wanted to hold him as close to me as possible.

"I'm sorry too, Gee. I didn't mean to freak out so bad. It just.. Hurt. I guess. Knowing that you love someone else, and not me, it just hurt" I told him.

"Frank.. Believe me the last person I'd ever want to hurt in this world is you. You're the only one who takes my bull shit" he kidded. I smiled.

"Look.. I can't change the way I feel for Trish, but it doesn't mean I care for you less" He said, looking deep into my eyes.

"I know.. It's okay" I said. He leaned down and gave me a soft kiss on my lips. I smiled in contentment. We laid like that till we fell asleep in each other's arms.

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Ch.3

-Gerard's POV-

It had been a month since Frank and I started going out. I was already starting to turn back into my old self. I wasn't so short with everyone, and hell... I was even starting to smile again. Frank really was my better half. Aww.. I sound like such a whipped bitch. I love it though.

I knew my feeling for Trish were still there, but not as bad as before. She was still a great person, but now with Frank in my life, I didn't have as strong feelings for her.

I sat at the kitchen table, eating some toast, when I felt strong arms wrap around me. I smiled up at Frank.

"Hey, Frankie" I said, kissing his lips softy.

"Hey, Gee" he smiled, and took the seat next to me.

"So my cousin called me this morning and she wants me to spend some time with her this weekend" He said plopping his head on my shoulder.

"So that means you're going out of town for a few days?" I asked giving him a little puppy face. He kissed my nose, and sat up

"Yeah, but only for the weekend. It's my cousin, Missy, and you know she's cool as shit. I haven't seen her in while, so it will be cool" He said, and I nodded.

I liked his cousin, Missy. She was just a bit younger than us. She was 22, and such a bad ass person to hang around. Normally she'd come here, and we'd all hang out, but once in a while she liked hanging out with Frank, by herself. They grew up together, almost like brother and sister, so I didn't blame her for wanting to spend time with him alone.

"So are you leaving tomorrow, or Saturday?" I asked him

"Tomorrow, and I'll be back Monday"

"Well.... I guess it's just me and you this weekend buddy" I said looking at my right hand, and Frank playfully punched me

"You're such a dork" He said laughing.

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-Trish's POV-

My eyes fluttered open, as the sun poured through my windows. I shifted in my bed, finding the warm body next to mine. I snuggled close, nestling my face in his neck, and he stirred lightly.

"Good morning, Mikey" I whispered into his ear. He shifted, his eyes now slowly opening.

"What time is it?" he asked, rubbing his sleepy eyes. I glanced over at the clock, reading it's bright red numbers.

"It's 10:30" I said, as he wrapped his arms around my body, kissing my head.

"I've got to get back to the house", he said stretching out his slender body, then reaching on my nightstand for his glasses. "I'm gonna go take a shower. I'll meet you there at let's say 2:00?" I said, and he nodded, getting up and ready to leave.

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At 2:00, as I promised, I was headed over to see Mikey. I pulled into the driveway, and knocked on the door. In a couple of moments the door swung open, and I stood face to face with Gerard.

"Umm.. Hey, Gerard. Is Mikey home?" I asked nervously. He stared blankly at me for a moment, and then let me in the door.

"Yeah... he's in his room" he said quietly, his eyes down. I walked into the house, and told him thank you as I went to Mikey's room.

I knocked on Mikey's bedroom door softly, and entered his room.

"Hey" I said, smiling as I entered.

"Hey!" He replied, wrapping me in a big hug. I kissed his lips softly, which sent a visible shudder up his spine that brought a smile to my lips.

"I have a huge favor to ask you!' I said, pulling away from our kiss. He smiled.

"Of course. What is it?" He asked.

"Well my roommate, Natalie, is going out with her boyfriend this weekend. You know I don't like staying by myself, so would you mind horribly if I stayed the weekend here?" I asked, batting my eyes sweetly at him.

"HaHa. No, of course not" He said, and I gave a squeal of delight, which made him laugh.

"Thank you, baby" I said kissing his lips again. This time I took his bottom lip into my mouth, sucking it slowly and sweetly. He let out a sharp gasp, and I let my tongue in his mouth, to mingle with his. I ran my fingers through his hair, knowing it drove him crazy.

"Trish.." He moaned softly. I kissed my way down his neck, biting it softly along the way. His breathing began to increase. I took my right hand, and ran it down his chest, then to the top of his pants. I undid his button and zipper, and my hand found it's way to him, rock hard. I began stroking him. He moaned, and closed his eyes as my hand began to go faster, and he began breathing harder and faster. I stopped. His eyes flew open

"W- Why did you stop?" He breathed heavily.

"Now baby... I wouldn't want to send you into an asthma attack here" I teased.

"Aw Hell naw!" He said, and lifted me around his waist, and threw me on his bed. He kissed me deeply, sending my head spinning. It was one of those kisses that could knock you off your feet. His tongue danced with mine, as his hands went to the bottom of my shirt, lifting it over my head. He began kissing my chest, sending shivers up my spine. He unclasped my bra and threw it to the floor. When he began teasing my nipple with his tongue, it was my turn to cry out.

"Oh, Mikey" I said softly.

He continued his assault with his tongue. His left hand was on my left breast, and his right hand on my jeans, unbuttoning them and unzipping them. I lifted my hips up, as he slid my pants down my smooth legs. He kissed his way down my stomach. I was breathing heavier now, my eyes shut. He kissed the insides of my thighs, and I started squirming. In one quick motion he removed my underwear from me, and started licking, and teasing at my most sensitive spot.

"Oh GOD!" I cried out, as he drew circles around my clit with his tongue. The more I moved, the faster he went till I cried out, my body tensing, and then relaxing as I reached my peak. He moved back to my lips.

"You taste wonderful", he whispered in my ear, making me shudder. I removed his shirt, kissing his bare chest, and then went for his pants. His clothes were joined with mine on the floor, and we laid naked together . He kissed my neck, and bit it softly as he made his way inside me in one thrust. I let out a soft moan, and he held perfectly still for a moment, his eyes closed, and breathing a little heavy. Then he began thrusting inside me, slowly first, and then faster as I met his every thrust.

"Oh GOD, Trish!" he cried out. I could tell he was close, and I was getting there again. I kissed him deeply as we both went over the edge.

"I love you so much" He said, kissing my nose, and rolling off of me.

"I love you too, baby" I said, and he held me close to him.

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Ch.4

-Gerard's POV-

Frank left two days ago to spend time with his cousin, Missy. I was at home, bored out of my mind. Trish and Mikey were around somewhere in the house, I was in my room randomly surfing through channels on the TV. There really wasn't anything on. MTV had some 50 cent video, and after about 2 seconds of that, I got bored and turned it off. I went over to my desk and began randomly drawing things on some paper, till someone knocked at my door.

"It's open", I called, and Mikey stepped into my room.

"Hey" He said, and sat on my bed. It had been a while since he's actually even been in my room. I gave him a questioning look.

"I have a huge favor to ask" He said, as I kept my gaze on him

"Aunt Marcie called, and I need to pick her up from the airport tonight, and take her to New York, cause she's staying with a friend for a few days."

"Okay.."

"Well I promised Trish she could stay here this weekend while her roommate was out of town, cause you know.. She hate's being by herself at night. Would you mind if she stayed while I was gone? I'll only be gone tonight, and tomorrow night" He looked at me, waiting for my answer. I thought a moment.

"No.. it's fine. She can stay in your room." I said. He almost looked shocked

"Really? Wow.. Thanks so much, I'll be back as soon as I can" He said, getting up and walking out of my door.

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It was around 7:30 at night. I decided I was hungry and went down to get something to eat. I made my way down to the kitchen, and Trish was in there. Her eyes shot up as she heard me walk into the room.

"I didn't scare you now, did I?" I asked and she shook her head, still watching me closely.

"What? I'm not going to bite your or anything" I said as I opened the refrigerator, turning my back to her.

"Well it isn't like you have been the nicest person in the world to me either, Gerard, so forgive me for being a bit weird around you." She said in a sharp voice. I spun around.

"Oh don't act like it's a big shock that I'm a bit pissed now. You and I used to be such great friends, then you were a huge asshole to me, and everyone else. Then you and Frank got together, and you are nice to everyone, but still not me! What the fuck have I ever done to you?!" She screamed, and I flinched. I haven't seen her this pissed off in well, ever.

"If you're so pissed at me, then why the hell did you want to stay here?" I barked at her.

"Well in all honesty I want to know what the hell happened, what the hell did I do to make you hate me so much!" She said, her voice cracking, and tears coming to her eyes. Oh God.. I hated it when girls cried. I felt like such a dick. I went to her, and for the first time in over a year, I wrapped my arms around her.

"I'm so sorry Trish" I said softly, holding her close to me as she sobbed.

"It's not that I hate you. It's quite the opposite in fact. I don't even know how to begin to tell you what's been going through my head"

"How about you try? You used to tell me everything, Gerard. Now it's like you can't even look at me. Did I do something? Is it because of Mikey and I?" She asked, looking deep into my eyes. I lowered my head and nodded slowly.

"Trish... I really never meant to hurt you, and I know I did. It's just.. When Mikey and you started going out it's almost like a piece of me died. I cared about you so much, hell I loved you. I felt like such a dick head for it too, cause you were with Mikey...... Mikey! My brother. How could I do something like that to him. So I just pushed everyone away from me." I said, tears now in my own eyes. She cupped my face in her small hands, making me look her into her beautiful green eyes.

"I never meant to hurt you by being with Mikey." She said slowly "I wish you would of told me this though, Gerard."

I nodded. "I'm so sorry, Trish. I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I thought you'd think I was a terrible person"

"Well You being mean to me was far worse. I suppose though, that I understand why you did it" She said, still looking deeply into my eyes. It made my fucking knees weak.

"I really am sorry" was all I could say.

There was silence, but she was still looking so intently into my eyes, as if she was reading something I wasn't saying. Then slowly.. Oh ever so slowly she brought her sweet lips to mine. I gasped in a mixture of shock and pleasure. She opened her mouth, running her tongue across my lips. I shiver slightly at the sensation, then opened my mouth letting her tongue mingle with mine. She let out a soft moan, and then began sucking at my neck. My eyes, shut electric pleasure was coursing through my veins as she sucked and bit at my tender flesh. I lifter her up, and she wrapped her legs around my waist as we made our way to the couch. 'This is wrong' I kept saying to myself. 'You are with Frank!' She continued her assault on my neck, and lifted my shirt over my head as we fell onto the couch. She drew small circles with her tongue around my left nipple. I inhaled a sharp breath, and then started my assault on her neck. She moaned when I sucked her flesh, leaving marks. I lifted her shirt over her head and threw it next to mine.

"You are beautiful" I breathed, and her creamy skin took on a soft pink color. She pressed her lips back to mine, and I unhooked her bra, and threw it to the floor. My hands grabbed at her breasts as she began panting. Her hands went for my pants, and I allowed her to undo them. Any trepidation that I had was out the window when she wrapped her hand around my throbbing member.

"Oh.. Trish" I moaned, and undid her pants, breathing heavily in the process. Both our pants soon fell to the floor. She kept stroking me, and my hand found it's way into her pink lacy panties. I felt her slick heat beneath my fingers, and she let out a sharp gasp. She was wet as hell as I moved my fingers insider her, and flicked at her clit.

"Ohh.. Gerard. Please.. I want you" She moaned into my ear. I removed my boxers, and her panties, and pressed myself into her slick center. I let out a sharp gasp at how good she felt around me. I began moving slowly, our lips together. She wrapped her arms around my neck as I pressed deeper inside her. She let out a few moans and grunts as I thrusted in and out of her. My pace quickened as we were both close to the edge. She got there first, her body clenching around mine, sending me over the top. I cried out her name, and opened my eyes to see her face, and instead I was greeted with a pair of teary hazel eyes, standing in the doorway.

"FRANK!!" I screamed as he bolted out the doorway.

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Ch.5

-Frank's POV-

I had come home a bit early to surprise Gerard. What do I find? Him fucking another person, screaming out her name in bliss. My stomach lurched as I kept running down the street. I collapsed by some random tress, just sobbing. After everything.. Every fucking thing I have done for him. He goes around and fuck's that girl anyway?! I can't believe this.

My body shook in shock, anger, and because it had started to rain outside. The cold drops fell all over my skin, making me cold and clammy. I shivered uncontrollably. I could hear my name being called from somewhere, and knew it was Gerard looking for me. I could give a fuck what the hell he had to say. I leave for a couple of days, and he fucks someone else. To think I gave my heart to him. Oh God Gerard... I sobbed more and more.

After a good couple of hours of crying, I was so cried out I just laid there, the ground getting muddy from the rain, but I didn't care. I felt so used, so empty, like everything that had happened between us was just a lie.

It was late out, very late actually. I didn't want to go back home, but I couldn't very well sleep out in the rain. I decided to go over to Ray and Bob's house. It was close to home, but not home, so maybe I could clear my head a little. I walked back into the direction of home, and knocked at their door. Bob answered it.

"Frank? What the hell are you doing here so late?" He asked, more concerned than mad.

"I..... Can I just sleep here the night? Please?" I begged.

"Yeah, sure. Are you okay man?" He asked as I walked into the house.

"No.. but I really don't want to talk about it now. You wouldn't happen to have extra clothes I can sleep in, would you?" I asked, seeing as my clothes were soaked and covered in mud.

"Yeah.. I'll get some from Ray. Hang on a minute." He said, and went upstairs. I didn't want to sit on the couch, so I just stood there waiting for Bob to return. In a few moments he did, clean clothes, a blanket and pillow in hand.

"I got you a shirt and pajama bottoms, and you can sleep out on the couch if you want." He said, handing me the items.

"Yeah, thanks man. I really appreciate this" I said, putting the pillow and blanket on the couch, and making my way to the bathroom.

"Of course. You know if you need to talk... I'm here for you too" He said sympathetically. I nodded in acknowledgement, and walked into the bathroom.

I stripped my clothes off, and hung them over the shower curtain rod. I put on the dry clean clothes, that felt really good, and warmed my body fast. I splashed some water over my face, and then made my way back to the couch. Oh God, Gee, why did you do this? I sobbed into the pillow, my heart really breaking into a million pieces. He was right next door. I wondered what was going through his mind at the moment.

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Ch.6

-Gerard's POV-

After Frank ran out of the house, I tried searching for him. I didn't find him. I decided it was better anyway. I know he needs to cool off. When I came back in the house though, Trish had left. She left me a note though saying she was sorry. Yeah fucking right. I can't blame it all on her though. No. This was just as much my fault as hers.

I sat in my room. It was well into the night, well early morning is more like it. I brought a bottle of vodka to my lips, taking a long drink. I had already downed half a bottle. I had to fix this. I stumbled over to my desk, taking out a sheet of paper and a pen.

Dearest Frank:

If you are reading this, I have made things right. I never in a million years meant to hurt you. There is no excuse for what I did to you. I want you to know though as I end my life and when I take my last breath I love you. I really love you, and I know this now. I am so sorry it took me loosing you to realize this. If I could take back what I did I would. Please forgive me. I know it's a shitty thing to ask, but I will find peace if I know you have forgiven me. I am so sorry for everything.

Yours Always and Forever,

Gerard

I folded the note, writing his name on top, and put it on my bed. I took another long drink of vodka, and stumbled over to my dresser. I opened it up to find a carton of razors in the top shelf. I plucked one out, kissing the shiny metal that would soon end it all.

"I love you, Frankie" I sad, and gritted my teeth cutting deep into the flesh on my wrists.

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Ch.7

-Frank's POV-

I awoke with a start. I had actually fallen asleep for a few hours. I glanced at the clock on top of the television. It was 6 in the morning. What the fuck was I doing up? Something didn't feel right. I was thinking of Gerard.

"Fuck" I muttered to myself. I felt I had to go check on him. Why though? He fucked me over. I knew this nagging feeling wouldn't go away though, unless I went to see him. Okay, I'll just go next door, find him sleeping, and then I'll feel better and get back to sleep. I got up, grabbed my shoes, and went to the house.

I walked into the door, and the house was quiet. Well I don't know what I expected.. Every normal person was still sleeping at this hour. I crept up the stairs and stood right outside of Gerard's room. I took in a deep breath, and knocked softly. No answer. Well, duh, he was probably asleep. I opened the door, and gasped.

There was the love of my life lying in a pool of his own blood on the floor.

"GERARD!!!!" I shrieked at the top of my lungs running over to him.

"Oh no, no, no . no, NO! Don't do this to me!" I cried, and felt for a pulse. It was there, barley, but if I didn't do something quick I was going to loose him.

"Oh FUCK!" I yelled out. I grabbed a couple of shirts I found on the floor, and tied them around his wrists to salvage what blood left he had. I quickly reached into my pocket for my phone, calling 911.

"Yeah I need an ambulance quick! My boyfriend tried to kill himself... there is blood everywhere and.. Oh GOD!" I began to sob. I somehow got the address out, and the operator assured me an ambulance was on it's way as fast as it could go.

"You stupid, STUPID boy!" I said, and kissed his head. Something caught my eye. Next to a bottle of mostly gone vodka, was a note. I picked it up and read the words.

"You love me?" I said to his lifeless body.

"Oh, Gee. Please.. Just hang in there PLEASE don't leave me!!" I cried uncontrollably until the ambulance got there. I saw them work on him, and then lifted his limp body onto the stretcher. I started babbling and crying uncontrollably. I didn't want to leave him.

"PLEASE! I need to stay with him!" I kept crying. One of them turned to me.

"Listen son, if you want to help him you have to let us do our job! You can't stay with him, just give us time." I couldn't help it, I kept screaming and wailing, and shaking uncontrollably.

"If you don't calm down, we're going to have to tranquilize you, and I'm sure you don't want that" He threatened. I didn't give a shit, I kept screaming, my body aching. I kicked and thrashed, and then I felt a sharp pain in my hip. I got dizzy.. So dizzy. I felt them lay me on a stretcher.

"There.. That should help" I heard the one guy say. My eyes grew heavy.. So heavy. Everyone sounded so far away. I could see them taking Gerard in another ambulance, but it felt like a dream.

"Gerard" was the last thing I whispered, before it all went black.

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Ch.8

My eyes fluttered open. They still felt heavy, and my head spun when the bright light hit my eyes. I groaned. "Frankie?" I heard someone call. I looked over and saw Ray and Bob sitting in the room.

"W- where's Gerard?" I asked hoarsely. "Is he okay?"

"He's okay.. He's in another room right now, but he's okay. The doctor's said if you got to him a moment later he would have died. Mikey is in with him right now" Ray said.

"Is he awake?" I asked

"No.. we don't know when he'll wake up, but the doctors say there is a great chance he will" Bob said. I was still confused though. What the fuck was I doing here?

"Wait, why am I here?" I asked them.

"Don't you remember? You freaked out, so they had to knock you out. Every time you started to come to you'd freak out some more, so they kept knocking you out" Ray said.

"How fucking long have I been here?" I asked, now irritated knowing Gerard needed me.

"About two days" Bob said.

"TWO DAYS?! FUCK! I need to go see Gerard." I said, swinging my legs over the bed. I instantly grew dizzy the moment I tried to stand up. Bob and Ray were right at my side, so I didn't fall face first into the floor.

"Slow down. Let me get a nurse in here or something" Bob said, pressing that button thing that works for a remote and all that jazz. Within a few minutes an older short nurse came him.

"Well, Mr. Iero. I see you are awake. What can I do for you?" She asked.

"Gerard.. I need to see my boyfriend, Gerard Way." I said giving her that 'duh stupid' look.

"Well I'm not to sure if that is feasible at the moment. You need to rest." She said.

"Fuck that! I need to see him now, and I'm going WITH or without you!" I shouted.

"Mr. Iero, I would strongly suggest you calm down. Yelling will get you nothing more than more tranquilizers. Now just give me a minute, and I'll see what I can do for you, okay?" She said. I pouted for a moment, but the last thing I wanted was to be put back out. I needed to be with Gerard.

"Okay" I muttered, and she left the room.

"It's going to be okay. Frank" Ray said. I nodded... What else was there to do?

After a good 20 minutes, the short nurse came back with a wheelchair.

"Okay Mr. Iero. I'm going to take you to see MR. Way, but if you start freaking out again, you have to come back" She said warningly.

"Yes, I understand" I said as Bob helped me into the chair.

"Ray and I are going to go get something to eat. We'll see you a bit later, okay?" He said

"Yeah, thanks so much guys." I said to them, and the nurse wheeled me out of my room.

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My heart kept thumping as The nurse wheeled me down the hall. I found out her name was Avery. Gerard was just a floor above me. We got off the elevator, and went down another hall. She stopped at a door, and opened it. I knew it was Gerard's room. She wheeled me in, and I saw Mikey sitting on a chair. Then I was in further, and I saw him laying on the bed, his eyes closed, tubes hooked well... everywhere, and his hands were strapped to the bed.

"Oh God, Gee!" I began to cry as I reached his bed side

"I'll give you a few minutes alone. If you need me, just call" Avery said, and left.

"Frank.. I wanted to thank you.. For saving him. I haven't left his side since. Trish told me what happened between them, and Bob and ray told me about..." He said trailing off. "Are you mad at him?" I asked. "Well you know what they say.. Bro's before Ho's. Trish and I broke up, but.. I can't loose him. He's my only brother" He said gazing lovingly at him. I turned my attention back to Gerard.

"I'm gonna give you a bit of time alone... I need some coffee or something anyway" He said getting off the chair.

"Thanks, Mikey." He looked hesitant for a moment, and then wrapped his arms around me.

"You're welcome" he said, and left the room.

Things were beeping. He had an IV hooked to his arm. Blood, antibiotics, and food were all dripping into his system. I kissed his cheek.

"Gerard, baby. It's me. Please you have to wake up for me. I forgive you. I love you so much. I can't loose you. Please." I begged. I took his hand into mine, and just held it. It hurt so bad to see him like this. I put my head on his chest, listening to him breath until Avery came back for me.

"It's time to go back to your room, darlin." She said, and tears rolled down my face, as I left his room.

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I was finally let to go home the next morning. I went home, taking a shower, and returned to the hospital. Everyone spent as much free time as they could there, and I spent all my time there. I talked to Gerard, begging him to come back to me, and still after a week nothing. I never gave up though. I'd keep holding his hand and kissing his face. Sometimes he'd twitch or move. I knew he could hear me.

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Ch.9

-Gerard's POV-

I could feel myself waking up.. Wait.. Why the fuck was I waking up? Hah... figures I fucked this up to. My eyes felt heavy when I tried to open them. Fuck.. Light.. It was bright as hell in here. I blinked a few times, letting my eyes adjust to the light. I saw in a chair next to me, Frank asleep. Wait... He didn't disown me? I took every ounce of strength I had and said his name.

"Frank?" I whispered. He didn't hear me, and I tried again.

"Frank?" I said a little louder. That got him. He blinked, and rubbed his eyes looking confused. He looked at me, and then his face lit up.

"Gerard!! You're awake!" He said, tears rolling down his face. He came to my bedside, and showered my face in kisses.

"I'm so sorry Frank.. I... I love you" I said, tears in my eyes now as well.

"Shh baby. I know." He said, stroking my face ever so lovingly. I reached up to hug him, but my arms jerked back quickly.

"Fuck" I said. That hurt like hell.. What the fuck.. Oh yeah. Slitting you're writs will get you tied up around here. Frank knew what I wanted anyway, and hugged me as best he could.

"I really am so sorry Frank. I don't deserve you" I said, burying my face into his chest.

"It's okay, Gee. I forgive you.. Really I do. I love you so much." He said, and looked me dead in the eye.

"Never ever do that again. You scared the living shit out of me" He said, his eyes so intense I had to look away.

"I'm sorry." Was all I could say. He kissed my lips. Oh God it felt so wonderful to feel his lips on mine.

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Ch.10

After a couple of weeks, they finally let me go home. I was so glad. I was surprised that Mikey didn't hate me. Him and I have never been closer. Despite all that happened, I guess everything turned out okay. Frank and I... We never left each other's side. I think he was honestly afraid to leave me alone. I didn't blame him though, and I didn't mind the company.

Being with Frank made me feel so alive. He was a great listener, and an amazing lover. I know what I did hurt him. He doesn't say it, but sometimes... when he thinks I don't notice I see pain in his eyes. I hoped time would heal everything.

"Frankie... Are you happy?" I asked him one day.

"What? Of course I am. Gee."

"You mean that? I know I hurt you, and don't say I didn't. I cans see it in your eyes sometime." I said. He winced for a second.

"You did, but.. I told you I forgive you. It'll just take a bit of time to get over everything." he said softly, and I nodded.

"I love you, Frank." I said to him, looking deeply into his eyes.

"I love you too, Gerard. We'll be okay. Just wait and see" He said, and kissed me sweetly.

-Fin-