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Taking Back the Life You Stole	By : EmilyRose Category: My Chemical Romance > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1300 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of My Chemical Romance. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N: Thanks for the reviews.
Here's chapter 1.

As soon as I realized that Gerard would never fit through the window I ran up to him and grabbed him. His face was white and scared, and his eyes showed me one thing. He knew too that he wouldn't be able to fit through the window.

The flames still hadn't reached the bathroom door, but we had no where to go. The hallway was probably in flames now, and the closet next to the bathroom had no windows.

I grabbed his face between my hands and stared him dead in the eye. I saw the same pain in his eyes that I knew must show in mine. I took a deep breath, and caressed his face for a few seconds, not breaking the eye contact.

"I'm not leaving without you!" My voice trembled with anger, because I knew what he was thinking. He wanted me to leave, and let him stay behind. But I couldn't do that. His eyes were filled with silent tears and he grabbed my hands, which were still resting at the sides of his face. "You can't stay" He said, finally letting his tears free. I wasn't surprised when my cheeks were drenched in tears as well.

"You can't ask me to leave you here" I leaned my forehead against his, and I felt the commotion that was going on inside me. Outside of the bathroom door the fire was roaring, and we both knew it wouldn't be long before it came through the door. "I can't fit through that window" "You can try!" I said, my voice growing louder and stopped trebling. "Frank I-" "NO!" I cut him off. And I felt the desperation in his voice, burn inside me. "TRY!" I shouted and shoved him against the window sill. I was not going to let him be burned alive. Not alone. He had to try.

With one final look of despair he nodded and grabbed a new towel, to join the old one. He wrapped them around his hands, with help from me. Then he looked at me, with his beautiful hazel eyes. The tears that were still pouring from his eyes, made tracks down his now dirty face. And the thing is, no matter how sad and anxious he looked, no matter how much ash he had on his face, and no matter how much he cried, he still looked like the most beautiful man alive.

I knew what he was doing, he was trying to say goodbye. "Frank, you have to go first" He reasoned. I shook my head slowly, but he grabbed me by my upper arms. His grip so tight were hurt me through my t-shirt. "FRANK" His voice shook with anger, anger that I knew wasn't directed at me. "If I can't get through, if I get stuck…" He didn't finish, he didn't have to finish. I knew what he was saying. I had to go first, because if he was stuck then neither of us could get out. "I'm not gonna leave without you" I said again, this time in a whisper.

The look in Gerard's eyes scared me. I had never seen him like this. His eyes were wild, and his breaths short. His hair was a mess, and he had pieces of glass in it. He tightened his already tight grip, which caused me to hiss in pain. He didn't show any sign that he had heard me, or that he realized he was hurting me. "You are going through that window right this moment Frank Anthony Iero"

I didn't dare reply, or shake my head. I wanted to do something, I wanted to put my foot down, but the look in his eyes stopped me. I knew he was serious. Finally I nodded and he let me go. He took the towels and wrapped them around my hands instead. As we worked on freeing the window from all pieces of broken glass we felt it get warmer and the air thickened with poisonous smoke.

Right before I climbed through the window, I turned around and kissed him deeply. "Don't you dare die in here Gerard" I said and then I climbed out.

It was a tight squeeze, even for me. I felt small bits of glass rasp my skin and I gave out a few hisses from the pain. Finally my feet touched the ground and I was out. I tore the towels from my hands and gave them to Gerard.

He took them but before we could do anything else an explosion shook the house. I fell on my back on the grass, and gave out a yelp. I got up as soon as I could, but I had to cover my face with my arms due to the intense heat. I backed up a few steps from the house, and then lowered my arms.

I could see the bathroom window, but Gerard was nowhere in sight. He must have fallen down when something in the house exploded. I saw the flames eating our house up, and I knew that Gerard had to get out now.

I heard sirens in the distance, since the neighbors had probably called 911. I didn't register though; my mind was only set on one thing. To get Gerard out!

I started screaming his name, over and over and I tried to near the bathroom window. But the heat was too much, and I had to step back again. Finally I saw his face in the mirror, and I screamed his name again. "GERARD!" "FRANKIE!" I heard his hoarse reply, since the smoke was probably getting to him. I fisted my hair in my hands and screamed his name again. To be honest I had no idea what to do. The man I loved more then anything was trapped in our burning house.

At first I didn't see what he was doing, and I couldn't hear him. The sounds of the fire drowned the sound of his voice. I knew I was crying, only by the fact that my cheeks were wet. I could no longer hear my own words. It was like in those movies, when everything slows down, and all you can hear is the sound of a fire. A fire that was going to kill Gerard.

I saw his head and shoulders first, then his waist, and then… Finally I snapped out of my trancelike state and rushed forward. I grabbed his waving hand in mine, and ignored the intense heat on my face. I pulled the hardest I could, but I couldn't see if he actually got any further through the window. My fingers slipped and I lost my grip on his hand, and I fell back against the grass.

I sat there and looked up swiftly and what I saw ripped my insides in two. Gerard was hanging from the window, sweat being mixed with tears on his dirty cheeks. His eyes wide in fear and his hair dangling around his face like a veil. His mouth was open and a silent scream were etched in his eyes. And the look in his eyes said 'I am going to die'.

But I wouldn't let go, not yet. Once again ignoring the pain, fire and smoke I got up from the ground and grabbed his hand. "I want to die with you some day Gerard, but right now I want to fucking live with you!" With one final pull we landed on the grass, both of us gasping for air, since the smoke was all around us.

At first I couldn't register what was happening, but then I saw them. The fire men and ambulance workers. I saw them fall to the knees next to us, and I felt them grabbing me and Gerard. But it was getting harder and harder to focus on anything except mine and Gerard's entwined hands.

And finally, everything went dark.
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