Bet you all missed me with my classic endings

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My body was hit by a sudden force that knocked me to the ground. I gasped, trying to catch my breath as I looked at the darkness around me.

"Holy shit!" Someone shouted.

"Gerard? Are you okay?" Someone asked, inches away from my face. "You almost got hit by a car."

I blinked and looked at Frank over me. Tatted up, pierced, punk Frank.

"It's you," I whispered. "It's really you."

"Are you okay? Did you hit your head?" Frank asked.

I hugged him tight, sobbing as I buried my face into the crook of his neck.

"Gerard, are you okay?" Mikey asked as he ran over.

I looked over, smiling when I my nerdy little brother.

"You're okay, Frank, you're not dead," I sobbed.

"Why would I be--"

"I'm sorry," I said. "I'm so sorry. I promise I won't drink or do drugs anymore. I made a mistake, it's my fault. I'm so, so sorry."

Frank and Mikey looked at each other in confusion. Frank got up and carried me inside. I promised I would do better, I couldn't ruin the third chance I was given.