Status: On Haitus, I've been busy getting ready for school!

Its you and you're dying, I'm sorry

Why? Why Did you do that?

"F...Frankie.." Gerard gasped. "Why? Why did you do that?"

"I'm sorry Gee.." Frank whispered. "I swear..I didn't mean it..."
Frank pleaded with his eyes; Gerard hid under the covers.

"Look, Gee, I'm really sorry I hit you."

"I...I know...th-that you're sorry.." Gerard mumbled.

"Alright Gee, I'm gonna leave now..I'll come bakc tomorrow."

Frank left.

Why...why did he hit me..? I did nothing. I feel so depressed lately.. Gerard's thoughts traield off.

"Mr. Way?" A nurse asked quiety.

"Huh?"

"We need to fill your morphine." Gerard cringed.

The nurse took out the needle and old morphine, then refilled it. The meds pumped thru his veins, causing him to fall into a deep sleep.

"I..I forgive you Frankie..." Gerard mumbled, before blacking out on the covers.