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Sugar, We're Going Down	By : EmilyRose Category: My Chemical Romance > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2889 -:- 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: So yeah, it's been a few days since I last updated, but there's a reason for it!!
I watched Life on the Murder Scene again, and well that was stupid.
See I always get depressed after watching it, and I don't eat or sleep like I should...
But hopefully I'm on my way to being happy again.

Thanks to LilyRose, Little_Miss_Disaster and lolo313 for wonderful reviews.
And LilyRose, hell yeah that we're going to tell our sons to keep their sex noises down xD

Spoilers: If you haven't seen Life on the Murder Scene then beware!
Some of the things written here, and said, is from that DVD.

Disclaimer: Don't own anything! Except my sick sence of humour and my bad mood.

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"Please Frank try to understand!" Gerard pleaded with Frank not to be angry, not to be upset. He lifted his hands to embrace the shorter man but he pushed Gerard's hands away.
"Understand what? That you don't want us to be public?" Frank spat at Gerard, causing him to flinch under the glare Frank was throwing him.

Gerard looked away and took a step back. He didn't mean it like that; he had to get Frank to understand.
"We won't get as many fans; we won't get as big, if we're gay!" Gerard said again. He had thought it through; now that they were going to release their second album it was important that they didn't go public.

When they first released their first album, two years ago, Gerard had convinced Frank they would keep it a secret until they were big enough. But when they were there, Gerard was scared. He was scared of what people thought of him, and he was scared to lose fans.

He knew he shouldn't care about that, he should only care about Frank, but he couldn't help it. The fact that he had started taking pills and was drinking heavily didn't help his decision-making either.

Frank was sick of this conversation; they had it over and over again. This time was the last; he needed it to be the last.
"Either we go public or we break up." He said finally, looking at Gerard, who got tears in his eyes from the mere thought of them breaking up. Frank had tears stinging behind his eyes as well, but he was sick of being treated like this. He deserved better, he knew it.

Gerard thought about it, about them breaking up, but he never thought Frank would do it. Instead of replying he tried again to talk Frank into hiding their relationship a few more months, or years.

"No, then we're over!" Frank said, fighting tears. He couldn't believe he was doing this. He was breaking up with his boyfriend, his Gerard. God knows how much he loves Gerard, but this wasn't right. He wanted to be able to hold Gerard's hand in front of people. He wanted their relationship to maybe take another step. After all Frank was now 22 and Gerard 24. Frank wanted them to get engaged, and then maybe get married some day. But instead he was breaking up with him.

When he realized they were over something inside of Gerard broke. He fell to his knees and grabbed the front of Frank's jeans. "Please, please no…" He sobbed and wrapped his arms around his waist. "Please you can't no!"

Frank had to stay strong, he had to tell him no. So he did, and he firmly gripped Gerard's hands and pulled himself out of his embrace. "Yes Gerard, this was your choice." Frank said before turning around to leave.

When he walked out of the tour bus he ran into Mikey. He didn't reply when Mikey tried to ask him why he looked so sad, he just pushed his hands away and ran as quickly as he could.
He had no idea where he was running; he just had to get out of there.

*

Mikey walked onto the tour bus to find his brother sitting on his knees on the floor, tears running down his cheeks. Tears that silently crashed onto the carpet next to the most broken man in the whole world. Mikey quickly walked up to Gerard and kneeled next to him; he placed a hand on his big brother's shoulder and asked him what happened.

"We broke up." Was all Gerard could whisper before he broke down in Mikey's arms.

*

Writing autographs, kids singing along at their concerts, Gerard drinking and Frankie waving his arms playing the guitar on stage. Photo shoots, My Chemical Romance merchandise, Gerard taking pills and Frank pretending everything was fine.

That's how the following two weeks passed. Gerard drank more and more for every day that passed. And Frank became more and more quiet. He never showed it on stage; there he still was fun Frankie who played with his body, soul and heart. But off stage, Frank cried himself to sleep every night, although he would rather die then to admit it. At first Gerard drinking, was just Gerard drinking. After a while however, it got worse. He took pills, and mixed them with alcohol.

Everyone tried to talk to him about it, everyone except the only person that could make it better that is.

*

"For fucks sake Gerard, did you drink all that beer?" Ray said pointing towards a huge pile of empty beer cans on the floor in their tour bus. Gerard didn't respond, he just got up and flicked Ray off, and grabbed himself another beer. Ray tried once again to talk to Gerard, but he didn't listen. Instead he opened the door and walked out onto the parking lot with his beer. He opened it and drank some from it. He laughed when he saw Bob and Mikey walking towards the bus. "Heeeeey how are you boys today?" He asked cheerily as he jumped up and down laughing.

The thing is, Gerard mostly got happy from drinking, and taking pills. On the outside of course. That's why they had a hard time telling him to stop. They knew he drank too much, but he looked so happy when he did. Very different from the few moments every day when he was sober.

Mikey, Bob and Gerard started throwing a ball between them that Gerard had bought when he was drunk a few days before. Their tour bus was parked behind a hotel, where they had rooms. But they often hung out on the bus or outside of it until right before they went to bed. They didn't know why, that's just how it was.

Gerard of course missed the ball repeatedly and that caused the three of them to laugh at his drunkenness. That's always how it was, until he got too drunk.

*

Frank thought about life as he lay on the hotel bed. He thought about his life and life in general. He loved their band, he loved their music, he loved the attention and… well he loved the money, to be honest. Now they were on their way. They had their second album out, and the first week it had sold over 11 000 copies. The whole band had cheered and hugged when they first heard it. And they should be happy, it was amazing. They had been thinking that if they sold 3 000 copes the first week they would be amazed. And 11 000 copies? It was so hard to believe.

However Frank wasn't as happy as he should be. He thought about Gerard, and how they had broken up. The two of them hadn't had a decent talk since Frank left Gerard on the bus crying. Frank just couldn't talk to Gerard, not right now. On stage they didn't show that something was wrong of course, they had to act on stage. But when they sat cramped in their tour bus while on the road, everyone talked, except Frank and Gerard.

The rest of the band knew about what had happened, in silence they thought Frank had done the right thing, but they didn't say it. Frank knew they kept quiet in the matter out of respect of Gerard, but he didn't care. He knew he had done the right thing and that was enough for him.

Angry at his thoughts since they always seemed to wander back to Gerard, Frank sat up on the bed and gave out an aggravated sigh. He climbed off the bed and walked over to the balcony that had a view over the parking lot. He saw the tour bus, and his heart sank when he saw Gerard having fun with the others. He noticed instantly that Gerard was drunk again, due to his constant dropping the ball they were playing with.

Frank hated that Gerard drank, and he hated that he took pills. Sure they all drank occasionally, but Gerard drank all the time. Gerard had been drinking before Frank broke up with him, but afterwards it became even worse.

Frank sighed again and turned his gaze away from their happy faces down on the parking lot. He let a single tear roll down his cheek as he walked into the hotel room again, cursing himself for still loving Gerard as he lay down on the bed once more.

*

Two hours later Gerard was lying on a patch of grass on his back, looking up at the sky. He had been drinking and taking pills, and doing cocaine. No one in the band knew that he had tried cocaine, and he never wanted them to find out. He felt like complete shit, and all he wanted to do was to die. He was a moron, and he knew it.
He should've just told Frank that he didn't care about the world knowing, but he hadn't… He still hadn't. He wanted to make everything fine between them again, he needed Frank. Even though it had only been a little over two weeks since they broke up Gerard felt like he hadn't hugged Frank in years.

He missed everything about him. He missed his smell, his clothes lying on the floor all the time, he missed the way he used to write his autograph on Gerard's back as they laid naked after having sex. That was Frank's thing. Gerard would lie on his stomach, and Frank would lie on his side facing Gerard. Then he would take a black marker and kiss Gerard softly on the back a few times. After that he giggled to himself, making Gerard roll his eyes every time.
"I know you love me, so let me give you my autograph." He would whisper before writing his typical 'Frank' autograph on Gerard's back.

Gerard didn't know he was crying until he felt tears fall from his eyes. He sat up and buried his head in his hands. He knew he couldn't live without Frank. He just knew it. He couldn't take Frank ignoring him, and he couldn't be man enough to apologize. In Gerard's eyes there was only one thing to do.

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A/N: So yeah, this part is dark because I'm depressed >_<
I have no idea what's going to happen...
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