Three Words You Never Want to Hear

You see, I had always had this vision. A dream, if you'd like. That someday, we'd grow old together, have grandchildren maybe, although he had told me he didn't want children. I'd imagined us sitting together, all old and tired, watching the world pass by us. We'd die together at a very old age, and when the time came we'd both be ready. We'd welcome it.

My dream had fallen to pieces. As I had listened to different family members go up to the front of the Church and talk about him, I hadn't heard a word. Everyone around me was in tears. I sat there in silence, accepting the fact that my life was officially over. Accepting that he was gone, and that someday I would be too.

My story starts off very simply. Three words you never want to hear.

When Frank hears those words come from his lover's mouth, his world comes crashing down. He stays by Gerard's side until the end, no matter how much it kills him. They've been through a lot together, but this is the ultimate test of their love. The final journey.

*I do not own any of the characters in th story, other than any that you do not recognise. I do not own Gerard Way, Frank Iero, Ray Toro or Mikey Way, no matter how much I wish I did. This is not a true story, obviously, but the theme is an issue that happens throughout the world.*