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Famous Last Words
2 ReviewsFrepha (Frank Iero/Jepharee Howard) . Written for Mo' (they_call_me_moni). Its suppose to be sad. Song fic. One shot.
A Frepha Story (Frank Iero/Jepharee Howard)
Song: Famous Last Words by My Chemical Romance
Now I know that I can't make you stay
But where's your heart?
But where's your heart?
But where's your?
I had to get to this arms, the arms of Frank, my Frankie. Panic set deep into my chest the second I first heard his panic stricken voice, and retching sobs, the simple 'I love you' he had left as a voicemail. The ten minute bike ride to the quiet suburbs in which his body was trapped was possibly the longest of my life. Now I stood at the door of his home, and I realized maybe my thoughts had become paranoid, if anything were to happen to my Frankie, he would've called Gerard, who would've called me. I brought my hand to the knob, almost hesitating, maybe I didn't want to know what was behind the doors and inside of the life of Frank Iero.
And I know there's nothing I could say
To change that part
To change that part
To change
I loved Frankie, that I had known the moment I laid eyes on him, when My Chemical Romance, and The Used first toured together. When I met him, there was no doubt that we would belong to one another, he was so perfect in my eyes. Our first kiss, was sweaty and lust filled, it ran ecstasy through my veins, but it had a twinge of love, a dash of hope.
So many bright lights to cast a shadow, but can I speak?
Well, is it hard understanding I'm incomplete?
A life that's so demanding, I get so weak
A love that's so demanding, I can't speak
I threw the door open, it had set in my stomach, Frankie was not okay. I dashed up the stairs, and to his familiar bedroom, for a second reminiscing in the memories, when I had first been there. I knocked on the door, and pressed my ear against it, hoping to hear the small voice that made my heart ache.
I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you could say can stop me going home
"Frankie, Frankie" I yelled, against the door. My body began trembling, as fear set in. I knocked once again, desperately. I could recall his voice, whispering my name into the phone 'Jepha, I love you baby' . I could recall the sound of his sobs, the way his tiny body would shake when he would cry in my arms.
"Frank fucking' Iero, open this fucking door or ill knock it down" I yelled, and I heard a low groan in response, that was possibly all the invitation I would get,so I kicked the door open.
Can you see my eyes are shining bright
Cause I'm out here on the other side
Of a jet black hotel mirror and I'm so weak
Is it hard understanding I'm incomplete?
I rushed into the bedroom, the mess slamming into me. The room was humid, hot, and it smelled like rotting corpses. The dark sheets, Frankie's favorite were rumpled on the usually neat bed, and scrapbooks laid askew on the ground. I walked across the massive room, to the candles which had been melting, bleeding away in wax. There I found pictures, stack of pictures, slowly drowning in wax, all the pictures of Edward Robert McCracken.
A love that's so demanding I get weak
I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you could say can stop me going home
"Frank" I yelled, my tone now panicked. In my hands I held the picture of the dark haired lead singer, his sunken eyes, and smudged eyeliner. My Frankie's arms were draped around his neck, their lips pressed together. I felt my body clench, the pain pouring out of my skin. I heard a weak groan, and that pulled me away from my own self misery. I followed the weak whimpers to the master bathroom. My eyes trailed on droplets of and onto the overrunning bathtub.
I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you could say can stop me going home
My heart stopped beating, and went faster all at once. Frankie laid in the tub, his tiny pale body almost fully naked. His tattoos in great contrast with his olive skin, and the lightly tinted red water. My eyes trailed to his wrist, a thin vertical line running across them, the life seeping from them.
These bright lights have always blinded me
These bright lights have always blinded me
I say
I kneeled to his side, turning off the water, but his eyes were shut, and his dark hair clung to his face, as droplets of water hugged his skin. I pulled my phone out of my pocket, trying desperately to shake him awake. I dialed 911, trying to explain the emergency. I was now crying, desperately, my body aching with each sob that ripped through it.
I see you lying next to me
With words I thought I'd never speak
Awake and unafraid
Asleep or dead
(How can I see, I see you lying)
Frankie's eyes fluttered, his long lashes separating his eyelids, and giving way to the endless green which were considered his eyes. He looked at me weakly, and my tear stained face, and he lifted an arm. Blood dripped all around us, him. He wiped the tears away, the blood running down his arms and onto his hands staining my cheeks.
'Cause I see you lying next to me
(How can I see, I see you lying)
With words I thought I'd never speak
(How can I see, I see you lying)
Awake and unafraid
(How can I see, I see you lying)
Asleep or dead!
"Frank, baby" the words came out like a stumble, they were breathless but relieved. He frowned deeply at my choice of words, but I ignored it,draping my arms around his half naked, trembling, blood body. His arms against my white tee, making it a dirty shade of ruby red. I kissed his thin, chapped lips, which trembled against mine.
'Cause I see you lying next to me
With words I thought I'd never speak
Awake and unafraid
Asleep or dead!
He was crying, and I was holding him, ignoring the the blood seeping through my shirt, and forgetting the pain that had made my chest clench all at once.
"Frankie, sh, just hang in there" I whispered to his ear. I let him go, making sure he could rest back against the tub. His emerald eyes were on me.
"Im so sorry Jepharee" he said, so weakly, it made my entire body shake.
'Cause I see you lying next to me
With words I thought I'd never speak
Awake and unafraid
Asleep or dead!
"Frankie, baby, don't worry about it" I murmured, at his half conscious body. His tears were falling, touching cuts and bruises on his porcelain cheek, staining red, and falling as light pink droplets. I kissed them, knowing my kisses wouldn't fix the world like they once would've.
I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
(Or dead!)
His grip on my hands softened, and his chest rose and fell in shallow breaths, everything in time slowed, except my own heartbeat. I ran my fingers across his matted black hair, feeling my own abrupt pain.
"Jepharee" his voice pleaded, and the way he said my name, as if I were his, and only his, like only I was of importance to him.
"Frankie, sh" I said, my own tears mixing with the blood and water. His green eyes brimmed with sadness, pain and longing. And I held him against my already bloody shirt.
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home
(Or dead!)
"Jepha, don't leave me" his voice was small, and pained. I would never leave him, I loved him. Frank Iero was my everything, and without him my body was a shell, pretty and poised, but hollowed out of emotion.
I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
(Or dead!)
"Frankie, im not going anywhere without you" I said, meeting his eyes, and holding his gaze. He took my face in his hands, and im sure I was completely drenched in his blood, but he wouldn't let me stop him. He leaned forward, pressing his small thin lips against mine, and my skin ached for his touch. I disregarded the situation, and reached out to touch his face, which was still warm, and soft, like it always had been, and for a moment, everything would be alright.
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home
(Or dead!)
He pulled away, his chest rising and falling slowly, his tears drowning us both once again. I felt my entire body shivering, and he put his hand on my cheek, such a casual embrace.
"Jeph, you're going to have to go on without me" he said, softly, his voice heavy in concern, and love. I felt my heart clench.
"No, Frankie, I need you" I said, taking his hand in mine. The long thin vertical cuts on his arms, letting his life bleed away, even with the pressure I had been applying. I couldn't lose Frankie like this.
I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
(Or dead!)
"Im sorry baby" he whispered. I shook my head, furiously.
"Frankie, I forgive you, just fight it, I need you" I begged. He was shivering violently, and I knew these breaths were far and few.
"No Jepha, I made a mistake, I need you to make everything okay. I need you to go on, and love someone, and be happy" his voice was filled with so much strength, and my entire body felt weak. I collapsed on my knees to the tiled floor, holding onto the edges of the flooding tub.
"Frankie, I only need you to be happy" I said.
"I love you Jepharee Howard, you need to do this, for me" he said, and with one last breath, all the effort his beautiful heart could give. His green eyes were covered by pale almost blue eyelids. I yelled his name, the pain ripping through my chest. I took his small body, holding it in my arms, and letting the tears fall freely, because I was alone.
"Son, we need you to go, we'll handle it from here" a calm deep voice chided. I had never seen them come in, the paramedic. I dropped Frankie limp, numb body out of my arms, feeling everything in my body go with him. I went into his bedroom, and in my drenched, bloody clothes, dropped into his bed, being overcome by his sweet smell, I curled into a ball, and cried my pain to sleep.
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home
Song: Famous Last Words by My Chemical Romance
Now I know that I can't make you stay
But where's your heart?
But where's your heart?
But where's your?
I had to get to this arms, the arms of Frank, my Frankie. Panic set deep into my chest the second I first heard his panic stricken voice, and retching sobs, the simple 'I love you' he had left as a voicemail. The ten minute bike ride to the quiet suburbs in which his body was trapped was possibly the longest of my life. Now I stood at the door of his home, and I realized maybe my thoughts had become paranoid, if anything were to happen to my Frankie, he would've called Gerard, who would've called me. I brought my hand to the knob, almost hesitating, maybe I didn't want to know what was behind the doors and inside of the life of Frank Iero.
And I know there's nothing I could say
To change that part
To change that part
To change
I loved Frankie, that I had known the moment I laid eyes on him, when My Chemical Romance, and The Used first toured together. When I met him, there was no doubt that we would belong to one another, he was so perfect in my eyes. Our first kiss, was sweaty and lust filled, it ran ecstasy through my veins, but it had a twinge of love, a dash of hope.
So many bright lights to cast a shadow, but can I speak?
Well, is it hard understanding I'm incomplete?
A life that's so demanding, I get so weak
A love that's so demanding, I can't speak
I threw the door open, it had set in my stomach, Frankie was not okay. I dashed up the stairs, and to his familiar bedroom, for a second reminiscing in the memories, when I had first been there. I knocked on the door, and pressed my ear against it, hoping to hear the small voice that made my heart ache.
I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you could say can stop me going home
"Frankie, Frankie" I yelled, against the door. My body began trembling, as fear set in. I knocked once again, desperately. I could recall his voice, whispering my name into the phone 'Jepha, I love you baby' . I could recall the sound of his sobs, the way his tiny body would shake when he would cry in my arms.
"Frank fucking' Iero, open this fucking door or ill knock it down" I yelled, and I heard a low groan in response, that was possibly all the invitation I would get,so I kicked the door open.
Can you see my eyes are shining bright
Cause I'm out here on the other side
Of a jet black hotel mirror and I'm so weak
Is it hard understanding I'm incomplete?
I rushed into the bedroom, the mess slamming into me. The room was humid, hot, and it smelled like rotting corpses. The dark sheets, Frankie's favorite were rumpled on the usually neat bed, and scrapbooks laid askew on the ground. I walked across the massive room, to the candles which had been melting, bleeding away in wax. There I found pictures, stack of pictures, slowly drowning in wax, all the pictures of Edward Robert McCracken.
A love that's so demanding I get weak
I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you could say can stop me going home
"Frank" I yelled, my tone now panicked. In my hands I held the picture of the dark haired lead singer, his sunken eyes, and smudged eyeliner. My Frankie's arms were draped around his neck, their lips pressed together. I felt my body clench, the pain pouring out of my skin. I heard a weak groan, and that pulled me away from my own self misery. I followed the weak whimpers to the master bathroom. My eyes trailed on droplets of and onto the overrunning bathtub.
I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you could say can stop me going home
My heart stopped beating, and went faster all at once. Frankie laid in the tub, his tiny pale body almost fully naked. His tattoos in great contrast with his olive skin, and the lightly tinted red water. My eyes trailed to his wrist, a thin vertical line running across them, the life seeping from them.
These bright lights have always blinded me
These bright lights have always blinded me
I say
I kneeled to his side, turning off the water, but his eyes were shut, and his dark hair clung to his face, as droplets of water hugged his skin. I pulled my phone out of my pocket, trying desperately to shake him awake. I dialed 911, trying to explain the emergency. I was now crying, desperately, my body aching with each sob that ripped through it.
I see you lying next to me
With words I thought I'd never speak
Awake and unafraid
Asleep or dead
(How can I see, I see you lying)
Frankie's eyes fluttered, his long lashes separating his eyelids, and giving way to the endless green which were considered his eyes. He looked at me weakly, and my tear stained face, and he lifted an arm. Blood dripped all around us, him. He wiped the tears away, the blood running down his arms and onto his hands staining my cheeks.
'Cause I see you lying next to me
(How can I see, I see you lying)
With words I thought I'd never speak
(How can I see, I see you lying)
Awake and unafraid
(How can I see, I see you lying)
Asleep or dead!
"Frank, baby" the words came out like a stumble, they were breathless but relieved. He frowned deeply at my choice of words, but I ignored it,draping my arms around his half naked, trembling, blood body. His arms against my white tee, making it a dirty shade of ruby red. I kissed his thin, chapped lips, which trembled against mine.
'Cause I see you lying next to me
With words I thought I'd never speak
Awake and unafraid
Asleep or dead!
He was crying, and I was holding him, ignoring the the blood seeping through my shirt, and forgetting the pain that had made my chest clench all at once.
"Frankie, sh, just hang in there" I whispered to his ear. I let him go, making sure he could rest back against the tub. His emerald eyes were on me.
"Im so sorry Jepharee" he said, so weakly, it made my entire body shake.
'Cause I see you lying next to me
With words I thought I'd never speak
Awake and unafraid
Asleep or dead!
"Frankie, baby, don't worry about it" I murmured, at his half conscious body. His tears were falling, touching cuts and bruises on his porcelain cheek, staining red, and falling as light pink droplets. I kissed them, knowing my kisses wouldn't fix the world like they once would've.
I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
(Or dead!)
His grip on my hands softened, and his chest rose and fell in shallow breaths, everything in time slowed, except my own heartbeat. I ran my fingers across his matted black hair, feeling my own abrupt pain.
"Jepharee" his voice pleaded, and the way he said my name, as if I were his, and only his, like only I was of importance to him.
"Frankie, sh" I said, my own tears mixing with the blood and water. His green eyes brimmed with sadness, pain and longing. And I held him against my already bloody shirt.
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home
(Or dead!)
"Jepha, don't leave me" his voice was small, and pained. I would never leave him, I loved him. Frank Iero was my everything, and without him my body was a shell, pretty and poised, but hollowed out of emotion.
I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
(Or dead!)
"Frankie, im not going anywhere without you" I said, meeting his eyes, and holding his gaze. He took my face in his hands, and im sure I was completely drenched in his blood, but he wouldn't let me stop him. He leaned forward, pressing his small thin lips against mine, and my skin ached for his touch. I disregarded the situation, and reached out to touch his face, which was still warm, and soft, like it always had been, and for a moment, everything would be alright.
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home
(Or dead!)
He pulled away, his chest rising and falling slowly, his tears drowning us both once again. I felt my entire body shivering, and he put his hand on my cheek, such a casual embrace.
"Jeph, you're going to have to go on without me" he said, softly, his voice heavy in concern, and love. I felt my heart clench.
"No, Frankie, I need you" I said, taking his hand in mine. The long thin vertical cuts on his arms, letting his life bleed away, even with the pressure I had been applying. I couldn't lose Frankie like this.
I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
(Or dead!)
"Im sorry baby" he whispered. I shook my head, furiously.
"Frankie, I forgive you, just fight it, I need you" I begged. He was shivering violently, and I knew these breaths were far and few.
"No Jepha, I made a mistake, I need you to make everything okay. I need you to go on, and love someone, and be happy" his voice was filled with so much strength, and my entire body felt weak. I collapsed on my knees to the tiled floor, holding onto the edges of the flooding tub.
"Frankie, I only need you to be happy" I said.
"I love you Jepharee Howard, you need to do this, for me" he said, and with one last breath, all the effort his beautiful heart could give. His green eyes were covered by pale almost blue eyelids. I yelled his name, the pain ripping through my chest. I took his small body, holding it in my arms, and letting the tears fall freely, because I was alone.
"Son, we need you to go, we'll handle it from here" a calm deep voice chided. I had never seen them come in, the paramedic. I dropped Frankie limp, numb body out of my arms, feeling everything in my body go with him. I went into his bedroom, and in my drenched, bloody clothes, dropped into his bed, being overcome by his sweet smell, I curled into a ball, and cried my pain to sleep.
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home
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