Disclaimer: I DO NOT KNOW FRANK sniffle, I DO NOT OWN FRANK sniffle, AND I DO NOT WANT YOU TO SUE ME SNIFFLE, BUT I DO WANNA SAY THIS WAS ORIGIONALLY A ZACKY V FAN FIC, BUT IT DID FRANK MORE OF A GOOD THAN ZACKY V FOR SOME REASON!!! THANKS!

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The lightning crashed and the thunder boomed over the house, not blocking out the sound of the two lovers fighting. The rain was pouring onto the rooftops and pavement. But the two lovers ignored it...nothing mattered but what was going on at the very moment.

She stood there, her ebony hair falling wildly in her face. He sat, losing patience with her and the conversation, "Why are you always like this? You always come home and do this! Why?!" she yelled. "Don't even pull this weak shit with me!" "I'm not pulling any shit! But maybe if you'd stop seeing my slut of a step-sister behind my back, then maybe I wouldn't seem so weak!" "Well if you'd just be satisfying!" She looked into his eyes, her heart seemingly aching more and more with every second she looked at him.

She quickly looked away. "Why did I ever fall in love with you?" she asked silently, cold tears falling down her face, almost as if she was reflecting the rain outside. He looked at her and rolled his eyes, "I don't know but you were a stupid bitch then and you still are a stupid bitch, even now." She gave him a deadly glare. "What is wrong with you? Are you fucking bipolar? You said you loved me a few hours ago now you hate me. I don't get it." "We all lie don't we?" he asked, his demeanor dark and hurtful.

When she heard this, her back hit the wall and she slid down, her eyes wide with horror. "So every time you told me you loved me, you were lying?" He sighed, but never answered; there was already enough lies on his account that night. "Then what's done is done..." "God, do you have to be so fucking dramatic?! Sometimes I wish...I just wish I could fucking erase you out of my life." She began to quietly sob, reaching her hand into a coat pocket. He looked at her, confused and angry. When she withdrew her hand, she was holding a black revolver. His eyes went wide. "What-what? What are you doing with that?" "You have your wish...you can erase me from your life and I won't have to live knowing that you never liked me in the first place. We're both happier that way."

She handed him the gun and waited for the impact of the bullet. When it never came she looked at him. "What? I thought this is what you wanted?" He just looked at her, tears building up in his eyes. "I-I-I don't want to." "That's typical. You have all of these balls and say all kinds of shit yet when it comes down to it you pussy your way out," she said calmly, picking at her shoes. "I am not a pussy," he said more upset than before and then pushing down on the hammer, turning off the safety. "Then why did you just tell me how much you hated me and wanted to 'erase' me and now you've got the chance but won't do it?" "Shut up!" he yelled. "Ooo...temper...not so uncommon is it?" "Shut up or I will!" he yelled holding the gun out and pointing it directly at her.

"Then do it!" she yelled. "I will!" "No you wont," she said standing up. "Don't fucking test me!" "You're not going to do it." "Shut up!" "Just like I always thought." "DON'T MAKE ME PULL THIS FUCKING TRIGGER!" he yelled much desperation in his voice, tears blinding his eyes. "I KNEW YOU WOULDN'T!" she continued, yelling now. "FINE IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT?!" "JUST PULL IT!" "I WILL!" "THEN PULL THE FUCKING TRIGGER!" she yelled through sobs. He began to sob as he positioned the gun right at her and then pulled the trigger. It resounded through the almost empty house, the lightning crashing multiple times, and the thunder booming louder and louder and the rain pouring heavier. He fell to the ground on his knees, not really knowing what to do now. He crawled over to her body, lying on the ground. She was still breathing though. "Oh my god, I'm sorry baby...I'm sorry," he said holding her in his arms. "Yeah...I know...but there's only one thing I want you to know...I always loved you...and I still do," she said, fresh tears building up. "And I want you to know, I've loved you since they day I met you, and I still do now too...I don't know what I was thinking..." "I love you Frank Iero". He began to cry as he touched her face and felt it to be cold. She began to choke on her breath until her last breath was used and her own night set in...