TW : Hanahaki Disease & Death
One night. Before the confession. Your POV

I laid in bed, calm and at ease. All until I was trying to fall asleep. Anxiety and thoughts ran through my mind. Anxiety became more violent, depression became more of a worry. I started coughing. Nothing like it before. I saw blood coming up. I saw yellow.. pedals..?

My heart dropped heavily. I went to the restroom, sitting near the toilet, I was vomiting flowers and blood, all throughout the toilet. I went to wipe down my face in the sink, I splashed my face in water and looked at myself. The cold water splashing over my s/c made me feel wonderful after seeing what came out of me.

I know what this is. It's the Hanahaki Disease. I slowly made it to my room. I laid down and sighed, hoping it could nor wouldn't disrupt my sleep. Not was it the disease, it was my anxiety.

It became louder now. It became strongly violent. It became angered, as I could tell. I tried ignoring it, disrepretly I cried in emotional pain from my thoughts telling me, that Brendon will never want me, I don't deserve him. Depression was screaming at me to, saying I'm just a waist of air and life. I ignored it as best as I could.

I fell asleep. Bad idea. Throughout my sleep I coughed even more pedals and blood, it all became to much until I started choking. I woke up to myself choking, but I couldn't scream nor try to do anything to help myself. Sleep paralysis hit me, hard.

I cried as I started seeing light. I raised my hand up, trying to reach out to the light, begging to see if it would help me. My arm fell as I finally let go, I woke up in another world, cold and scared. I'm dead.

Cianna's POV

I went into Y/n's room, looking for her. I checked the date when I was in the hallway, it was March 23rd. 2013 was coming soon, I was excited for next year's pride month. They want My Chemical Romance, Panic! At the Disco and Fall Out Boy to perform! Which, those are all of Brendon's, Patrick's and Gerard's bands.

I hummed the tune to Helena, the one written for his grandmother who passed away. It gets me emotional at some times but Y/n always cheers me up! They're really kind, and really accepting. I just want to help encourage them about telling Brendon!

I went into the room and saw her laying there, except in a pool of blood. I screamed loudly. The next thing I knew Nyla woke up, calling 911 as Stephanie calmed me down. I shook in shock and held onto Stephanie tightly, if I didn't I wouldn't have her hold me at all.

I found their old letters, their letters that they wrote them as in diary pages. I found some that were letters to Brendon. I read them and cried, it felt so bad to know someone who trusted and loved me more than anyone was gone.

Some days later we planned the funeral. I gave Brendon the letters and let him read them. He broke into heavier tears. It wasn't until the day before the funeral I saw him break down, crying in Patrick's arms. I frowned and gave him a tight hug, letting him know it's okay.

Gerard's POV

About some years ago, when Helena was first made, Y/no requested me to sing it at their funeral. But as a joke, now, I will. Ray's eyes are red, he's crying in my arms. We're in our car, driving to the funeral. Frank is driving us, Mikey staring out the window sadly. It hurt, I just wanted to give Y/n a hug for the last time, I wanted them to know how loved they were.. I refuse to believe that they're fucking gone.

Brendon won't take it well, he isn't either. He's a mess. He's not able to eat by himself. He can't sleep. He can't do anything that's usual but cry. I want to help him so bad. And he's been at his parents house for the last couple of days. Poor boy..

A/n; Chapter 13 is the last one..