-I Used To Be Love Drunk, Now I'm Hungover, I'll Love You Forever, Forever Is Over- PRP Between Scoobi and Kindro

"I love you to, did Gerard tell you, that when I hurt myself, like not on purpose, I'm really sleepy?? Like Revenge tour, sleep all day, then when it came to night, I was awake, Black Parade, half asleep, Danger Days, egh...depends..." Frank smiled.

"Yeah." Eliana tapped her phone lightly with two fingers. "I texted him earlier when you wouldn't get up." She giggled.

"Oh..Yeah...." Frank sighed, and stood up, still holding onto Eli, so she stood up with him. He let go of the embrace, and walked out of the study, and back into thier room. He took his shoes, socks, hoodie, pants, and hopped under the covers, and turned on his side, and fell asleep.

Eliana followed him. She took off her Converse off, then her socks, then her pants and shirt, until she was only wearing her two articles of underwear. She slid under the covers, and hugged Frank's body to hers, kissing his ear.

Frank could barly feel her, but he did, but still asleep.

Eliana woke in a cold sweat. Her eyes were wide, and darting about the room. She had just had a horrible nightmare, but couldn't much remember it. She slowly shook Frank, then sat up, stretching her back. "Frankie," she mumbled, before shaking him again.

Frank woke up and sneezed, the opposite direction of Eli, thank goodness. He sniffled, then looked over at Eli. "What's wrong?" Frank asked, worry in his face, and on his face.

"I..don't know." Eliana clutched a pillow to her stomach. "It...It was a bad dream." She frowned lightly. "I-It was nothing..."

Frank sighed, and looked over at the clock, it was 3:30 am. He sighed again, and fell back asleep.

Eliana woke again at five. This time, however, she was screaming, and crying, her skin glossened with sweat. Her eyes went wide, and began darting around once again. She wiped at her tears, pulling her knees to her bare chest and rocking lightly back and forth.

Frank's body shot up. He sighed, another bad dream. He breathed. "...What's causing all these bad dreams, Eli?" Frank asked sitting up and looking straight into her eyes.

"I don't know.." Eliana sobbed, wiping at her eyes. "I..I just...I don't know." She buried her face in her hands, crying.

Frank pulled her into his lap, and hugged her, resting his head on the top of his head.

Eliana continued sobbing. "They..they just keep getting worse. This one...In this one...Oh, Frank, it was horrible..."

"What do you remeber??" Frank asked, trying to meet her sobbing eyes.

Eliana, her vision blurred, looked into his gorgeous hazel eyes. Slowly, painfully, she whispered, "You died."

Frank's eyes went wide. "I know what's going on. Your still freaking out about my stroke I had two weeks ago....Eli, I'm fine.." Frank said holding her head up, and staring into her eyes.

Eliana nodded her head curtly; she knew that was the truth. She shuddered with sobs, looking into his eyes. "I never want that to happen...It can't happen..." She frowned slightly, still looking at him.

Frank sighed, He got out of bed, slipped his jeans back on and went outside. He breathed in, and lit his pack of ciggerettes on fire, and set it in the drive way, and watched it burn. After it burn about three fourths of the way, he stamped it out, and threw it in one of the garbage cans, and wipped his hands on his jeans, and went back inside. He sat on the bed, and sighed.

Eliana reached out and rubbed his back with one of her hands. She was still mostly nude, but they were married, so, hey. She hugged him, nestling her head into the crook of his neck.

Frank breathed, out, and used his phone to find her's as well. He found them, and headed back outside. He burned her's as well. He walked back inside, and put his lighter, in the second drawer of thier nightstand, and sighed agian.

"What the hell?" Eliana said, frowning. "Why'd you do that? I paid for those!"

Frank just stared at the wall, not paying any attantion, he didn't want the same thing to happen to Eli, or himself, and one of them not make it. He had barely made it, and he didn't want the same thing to happen again.

Eliana groaned. "Whatever, I can just go get more..." She stood and pulled on a pair of jeans and a sweater. She pulled some very uncomfortable heels on, as well, but sat right back down next to Frank.

Frank shook his head, and walked out of the room, and walked into his study, locking the door.