✰.•𖦹 2007, September 20.

It had been 17 days since Gerard and Lyn-z's wedding... 17 days that had been very hard for Frank.

Right after the wedding, Frank ran away in tears. But not tears of joy, no. Tears of sadness, remorse and anger.

He fucking felt it, he did. Gerard, his lifelong best friend, he was losing him.

Frank had developed feelings for Gerard, hell, he thought he reciprocated since the two kissed countless times on stage, but instead... damn.

Frank was now sitting on the couch in the apartment he shared with his bandmates. He cried desperately and hugged his knees to his chest while poor Ray, shocked and perplexed, tried to console him in some way.