Promise.
"Do you mean it?"
Frank's POV
'Gerard! Gerard, please, wake up! Please babe, you're scaring me, please wake up!' I begged as I wept, tears running down my cheeks.
'Babe,' I cried, shaking his warm, limp body. I recieved no reply.
I hauled him up against me to find crimson liquid staining the floor.
'Oh my God...'
Blood. My eyes widened in shock as I realised Gerard had cut his head in the fall. I gently laid him back down and moved the hair out of his eyes with shaking hands and kissed his forehead. Maybe I should leave him. I don't want to cause him more harm; I don't know, give him brain damage or something. I wouldn't put it past myself.
'Oh, Gerard.'
I lay sobbing against him for what seemed like eternity but was really only minutes, not even thinking to call someone, the ambulance, Brian or someone else, before I heard footsteps. I looked up to see our pyjama clad, afro haired guitarist.
Ray.
He stood towering above us with a look of utter shock on his face.
'F-Frank? What the fuck happened?!' he uttered, bewildered. Without waiting for a reply, he sprang into action. 'Quick, put him in the recovery position. If he vomits we don't want him to choke.'
We worked together to heave my lover into the position; he's a fuckload heavier than he looks. Ray, who's trained in first aid, bustled off to get necessary items, putting me in charge of looking after Gee for a while. I decided to use the time well. Time for my confession.
'G - G - Gerard,' I croaked between sobs to an unconcious Gerard. He probably couldn't hear it, but it made me feel better. 'I'm sorry, babe. I'm sory. I love you so much, I really do. You're my life, babe. I'm fucking nothing without you. Nothing. You don't know how badly I want to be with you.' And then a fresh wave of tears came.
'I know you wouldn't believe me; I've played with you so fucking much, and I know that. It kills me, too.
'You wouldn't believe me when I say that I don't want to hurt you, would you?' I laughed nervously. 'Time and time again, I distance myself from you; I don't want you to become too attached to me, babe. I just think that maybe, just maybe, if I'm cold to you, maybe you'd grow out of loving me. I hoped. You know why?
'You remember 'Mia? Jamia Nestor? I'm engaged to her. It happened when I was drunk; I swear, it wasn't on purpose. I regret it with every waking moment, and when I'm asleep, too.
'But I can't just leave her. She loves me, and I love her too. Just not the way I love you. I'd die for her; but I'd live for you. But I can't break her, Gee, y'know? I can't. I don't have the guts to; I don't have the guts to have to look at her and know I broke her. I'm gutless.
'I mean, I don't even have the guts to say this to you whilst you're concious.
'So that's why I'm pushing you away. I can see in your eyes that when I say 'I love you' to you, you don't believe me. But I do mean it, I do.
'But...You're just so amazing, so beautiful. I can't help but love you, and you're willing to take me back. I fall into the trap I set, and I go to you, begging for forgiveness. Yet I have to break you that little bit more, I know I do. I'm so fucking sorry, Gee, can you see that? I'm so, so sorry. I love you.'
Gerard's eyelids fluttered as he regained conciousness.
'Do you mean it?' He rasped.
Tears sprang to my eyes.
'I do, Gerard, I truly do. Will you forgive me?'
I knew it wouldn't work, I knew I wouldn't have the heart to break Jamia. But right now, I didn't care. I had my lover bleeding in my arms and I was scared.
That's when he said it, his white, parched, yet oh-so-perfect lips parting as his beautiful voice sounded.
'I love you too.'
As he said that, my heart melted, and drops of happiness sprung to my eyes. I hugged Gerard, and then, he fell back, deep into unconciousness.
How romantic.
But this moment of romance was pierced by a high voice.
'What...?' it said. I looked up to see a very angry Ray.
'I think you'd better get out whilst I tend to Gerard,' he said coldly, his jaw clenched.
As I scurried past him, hastily launching myself clumsily out to my bunk, he spoke quietly.
'Be careful.'
'Gerard! Gerard, please, wake up! Please babe, you're scaring me, please wake up!' I begged as I wept, tears running down my cheeks.
'Babe,' I cried, shaking his warm, limp body. I recieved no reply.
I hauled him up against me to find crimson liquid staining the floor.
'Oh my God...'
Blood. My eyes widened in shock as I realised Gerard had cut his head in the fall. I gently laid him back down and moved the hair out of his eyes with shaking hands and kissed his forehead. Maybe I should leave him. I don't want to cause him more harm; I don't know, give him brain damage or something. I wouldn't put it past myself.
'Oh, Gerard.'
I lay sobbing against him for what seemed like eternity but was really only minutes, not even thinking to call someone, the ambulance, Brian or someone else, before I heard footsteps. I looked up to see our pyjama clad, afro haired guitarist.
Ray.
He stood towering above us with a look of utter shock on his face.
'F-Frank? What the fuck happened?!' he uttered, bewildered. Without waiting for a reply, he sprang into action. 'Quick, put him in the recovery position. If he vomits we don't want him to choke.'
We worked together to heave my lover into the position; he's a fuckload heavier than he looks. Ray, who's trained in first aid, bustled off to get necessary items, putting me in charge of looking after Gee for a while. I decided to use the time well. Time for my confession.
'G - G - Gerard,' I croaked between sobs to an unconcious Gerard. He probably couldn't hear it, but it made me feel better. 'I'm sorry, babe. I'm sory. I love you so much, I really do. You're my life, babe. I'm fucking nothing without you. Nothing. You don't know how badly I want to be with you.' And then a fresh wave of tears came.
'I know you wouldn't believe me; I've played with you so fucking much, and I know that. It kills me, too.
'You wouldn't believe me when I say that I don't want to hurt you, would you?' I laughed nervously. 'Time and time again, I distance myself from you; I don't want you to become too attached to me, babe. I just think that maybe, just maybe, if I'm cold to you, maybe you'd grow out of loving me. I hoped. You know why?
'You remember 'Mia? Jamia Nestor? I'm engaged to her. It happened when I was drunk; I swear, it wasn't on purpose. I regret it with every waking moment, and when I'm asleep, too.
'But I can't just leave her. She loves me, and I love her too. Just not the way I love you. I'd die for her; but I'd live for you. But I can't break her, Gee, y'know? I can't. I don't have the guts to; I don't have the guts to have to look at her and know I broke her. I'm gutless.
'I mean, I don't even have the guts to say this to you whilst you're concious.
'So that's why I'm pushing you away. I can see in your eyes that when I say 'I love you' to you, you don't believe me. But I do mean it, I do.
'But...You're just so amazing, so beautiful. I can't help but love you, and you're willing to take me back. I fall into the trap I set, and I go to you, begging for forgiveness. Yet I have to break you that little bit more, I know I do. I'm so fucking sorry, Gee, can you see that? I'm so, so sorry. I love you.'
Gerard's eyelids fluttered as he regained conciousness.
'Do you mean it?' He rasped.
Tears sprang to my eyes.
'I do, Gerard, I truly do. Will you forgive me?'
I knew it wouldn't work, I knew I wouldn't have the heart to break Jamia. But right now, I didn't care. I had my lover bleeding in my arms and I was scared.
That's when he said it, his white, parched, yet oh-so-perfect lips parting as his beautiful voice sounded.
'I love you too.'
As he said that, my heart melted, and drops of happiness sprung to my eyes. I hugged Gerard, and then, he fell back, deep into unconciousness.
How romantic.
But this moment of romance was pierced by a high voice.
'What...?' it said. I looked up to see a very angry Ray.
'I think you'd better get out whilst I tend to Gerard,' he said coldly, his jaw clenched.
As I scurried past him, hastily launching myself clumsily out to my bunk, he spoke quietly.
'Be careful.'
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O: WHAT'S THIS?! NAMES?!This chapter's a bit iffy 'cause I wrote it during Science.