My famous last words

* Gerards POV *

" Gerard are you okay ? " Frank asked.
Gerard didn't have much to say,
Gerard couldn't have much to say.
He was only shocked.
" well tell me when you wanna talk " Frank said going over to a corner and picking up his guitar.

" ..Now come on come all to this tragic affair
Wipe off that make up - what's in his despaired?
So throw on the black dress
Mix in with the lot
You might wake up and notice you're someone you're not.

If you look in the mirror and don't like what you see
You can find out first hand what it's like to be me
So gather 'round piggies and kiss this goodbye
I'd encourage your smile
I'll expect you won't cry.. "

" I'm not okay " Gerard answered
" What ? "
" I'm not okay " He repeated " you can't do this to me " He said. A small tear fell down onto his cheek.
Gerard sobbed a little with his face down in his arms.
" It's okay Gerard " Frank said comforting him, put his arms around him.
" you can't "
" I know Gerard, I know " Frank said patting his head.

The two of them sat there, in Frank's room.
Gerard in Frank's arms for the rest of the night.