Gerard.
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It had been an hour, i was starting to panic. I couldnt hear the shower run, i couldnt hear any water in the bath. It was dead silent.
I walked over to the door and knocked, "Frankie?"
Nothing.
I banged on the door. Nothing.
"Frankie please!"
I desperatly tried to open it, i was weak but still i tried my hardest to knock down the door or at least open it.
Nothing was working.
There was a slot on the lock, to make it open from inside.
So I dug out a coin from my pocket and turned it until it opened. I wish i did sooner.
Frank was laying on the floor with blood covering the toilet seat and everything else around him. I shook him and open his eyes up with my shaky hands, pushing down on the cuts with the other.
"Frank, wake up. Please. Frank!"
I knew he wouldnt want an abulance so i'd have to do this myself, i held down his cuts, i bandaged them and rocked him in my arms.
After the blood had dried and i had sat with him for three hours with no sound other than my cries.
He opened his eyes and started crying along with me.
"I'm so sorry."