Frank P.O.V

I watched as Mikey knelt down next to me, holding onto my wrist. He looked at me as if to ask if I was ready, but I looked away. I couldn't look at Gee, he was already snivelling, sitting on my legs so that I couldn't run away.

"One. Two. Three." Mikey growled under his breath. Then he pierced my wrist. I screamed, louder than I've ever done before. I wanted to punch Mikey, to get him off me; the pain was unbearable. The stinging pain shoot along my arms, numbing me so that I could hardly move. All that I could do was continue to cry and scream, that was my only option.
After a while, the pain was ebbing away, but Mikey pulled away. Thinking that he had finished, I turned my head to face him. My head felt incredibly heavy, I felt weak. There was a look of sheer repulsion in his eyes, and he began to throw his entire stomach contents up.

"What's wrong?" Gerard cried, his voice was hoarse from silently crying to himself.

"Gee, it's too late. He's already half changed. His blood tastes like it's been there for a century." He panted, black liquid all over the floor. Was that mine? Or was that just Mikey's old stomach fluids.

"What do we do?"

"Hold him down still, it'll kick in. He'll try to attack us." He was trying to keep himself together. I had no intention of attacking them, they meant too much to me. But, seeing as they sort of knew what they were doing, I went along with what they were saying.
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Gee sat on my legs, Mikey held my arms across my chest. We had sat in silence for almost an hour, and the weakness had disappeared. I felt stronger than ever, and my stomach had begun to talk to me. Gerard was shaking, staring at the emerging shadows on the wall. It must've been almost nine o'clock, because I swore that I had heard my mom and Daniel fighting. That was a new development.

I tried to talk to Gerard, he merely said 'Shhhh', whilst patting my leg affectionately. I was unsure as to why he was acting that way, but I thought that it must've been part of the process. My legs had gone numb, but I played it off to the fact that Gerard was sat on them.
That was until the numbness spread up my legs, into my arms. Up my neck, suffocating me. If this was how dying felt, I hated it. For a moment, I hated Gerard for doing this to me. I could've been at home, drinking beer, wallowing in self-pity. Not suffocating from the venom of an immortal. They both knew that it was almost the end, as Gerard appeared to be heavier, and Mikey tightened his grip on my arms. The numbness had spread into my face, the sort of numbness that you get when you've had a tooth pulled at the dentist. I couldn't move my lips. I wasn't loving the feeling.

Hearing fading, my eyes searched Gerard's lips for at least an ounce of comfort. He was saying that he was sorry, that he loved me. I couldn't hear him anymore, my left eye had plunged into complete darkness. The right one remained fixed on him, until that too had completely faded into black. I was left alone, with my thoughts, until I couldn't even hear those anymore. The feeling of dying wasn't painful- to me. It was lonely. I had never felt so scared in my entire life.
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Gerard P.O.V

He had gone. I knew it because he had stopped twitching. I lifted an arm up to wipe a falling tear; Mikey scolded me because we weren't finished yet.

"You'll feel him twitch again, that's when you'll know to grab him," Mikey said, he was looking down at Frank's face, pulling at his eyelids to look at his eyes. The pupils had dilated.
"He'll probably try to bite you too, just so you're aware. So keep yourself on guard." He added, he was keeping hold of Frank's eyelid, looking out for any sign of life.

"What if he doesn't come back?" I stammered, hoping and praying that that wasn't even a possibility.

"It's highly unlikely that that will happen, so stop panicking. I know what I'm doing." He snorted, feeling betrayed that I had so little faith in him.

"Sorry." I apologised, looking over at Frank's eyes again. They weren't moving, they were completely fixed on the ceiling. I had no idea if his inner monologue had kicked in yet, or if he could hear anything. I didn't want to try and bring him back to me, just in case it was a pointless endeavour.
As Mikey had said, we'd know if he would be coming back. I trusted my brother, he was my best friend and always knew what to do. Considering he's four years younger than me, he has one million percent more common sense than me. In his own special way, he cared for Frank. Probably because he made me happy, even though he had his own flaws. It was the only time that he had seen me smile properly, and Frank's delayed transformation was clearly gnawing away at his own conscience. What would we do without him?
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Song Of The Chapter- Lazarus by David Bowie

A.N
I'm in that David Bowie mood, where everything has to revolve around him ;) anyway, we're ever so close to the end! But don't forget the alternate ending, there's another thing to look forward too- apart from the new story XD anyway, I hope that you enjoyed the chapter.