Restless heart syndrome

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Frank Iero's life sucks. And it gets worse and worse each day. With an exception of his boyfriend Gerard and... Mehr

Teenagers
Mama
Cemetary drive
Having a blast
Story of a lonely guy
Please take me home
Ambulance
Bulletproof heart
We're coming home (again)
BurnOut
I'm not okay
Air catcher
To the end
Dont leave me
The end.
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Boulevard of broken dreams

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Von forever-a-killjoy

June 12th (Wednesday)

Frank POV

I had been walking since I left my house 4 hours ago. It was a little past midnight. I didn't know wher I was. I missed Gerard. I wanted him to be with me. He can run away with me any time he wants. I was out of New Jersey now. I think. I decided to stop at a motel so I could get some sleep. I walked to the nearest one, went in, and got a room.

My phone was out of control. It wouldn't stop ringing. There was a million unread texts and phone calls from Gerard. I wanted to answer. But I don't think I could.

After a while of panicking I fell asleep.

When I woke up it was light out. I have to keep moving.

I left the motel and started walking again. I put in my earplugs an turned on my Ipod. It started playing 'boulevard of broken dreams'. By Greenday. I kept walking. The bag on my shoulder was starting to hurt so I switched it to the other shoulder.
I let out a sigh of relief.

Where should I go? I litterally have no idea. Shit. I guess I'll just keep walking.

My phone kept ringing and buzzing. I almost answered, but then I realized he could track the call. I'm gonna stop at a pay phone and then take a bus to wherever.

I finally found a payphone and I put in 4 quarters. I dialed Gerard's number. He picked up.

"Hello? Who's this?"

"It's Frank."

"Oh my god. Frank! Are you okay?"

The sound of his voice calmed me down so much.

"I-I'm fine. I have to go..." I said quietly.

"Frank. please don't go. Just tell me where you are and I'll come and get you."

"Gerard, I literally have no fucking clue where I am. I have to go and find a bus stop."

"Please don't go any further than you already are. Please just ask someone where you are and I'll come to get you." Gerard pleaded.

"I'm sorry Gerard. I love you."

And with that I hung up. I was about to cry, but I stopped myself. I kept walking down the empty street. I was on the boulevard of broken dreams.

(A/N: it seriously annoys me how badly this fic was written. Like I want to rewrite the entire thing but I also don't feel like it. So I'm kind of just fixing little things.)

~Gee

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