~Patrick's POV~

I focused on the empty space in front of me, my eyes flickering between yellow and my normal vision. I was sat criss crossed on the bed, just focusing.

"C'mon Patrick..." Josh encouraged, "You've almost got it..."

I bit my lip, trying to keep my focus. I was attempting to lift the bed underneath me. The most I could make it do was shake slightly... I held my breath and closed my eyes. The bed underneath me began to shake...Harder...it grew shakier...

"It's working!" I heard Josh whisper. I held a grin on my face as I, hopefully, raised it higher. Just a bit more...

"BACK!" Pete yelled out of nowhere.

I cried out as the bed went crashing down, sending me falling off the side.

"Oh shit! 'Trick!" I heard Pete exclaim. I just groaned in response.

Tyler and Pete had gone out for supplies, so it had just been Josh, Frank, and myself in the room. He had broken my concentration by just jumping in with his greeting.

The bed squeaked and I suddenly saw Pete's face hovering over me. "You alright?" He asked.

"Peachy." I smiled sarcastically, "The carpet is so nice this time of year."

"Yea, you're alright." He grinned down at me with the roll of his eyes.

I rolled myself over and sat up, leaning against the bed. A brightly colored candy wrapper fell into my lap and I smiled.

"So, how'd it go?" Josh asked, walking over to the side of the bed I had fallen to.

"It felt good to run a bit." Tyler shrugged, "but... There is something..."

"We found another one." Pete cut in. He was sitting with his feet dangling over the bed next to me. His fingers played with my hair ever so slightly.

"Another?" Josh looked between the two of them.

"He's a bit of an oddball..." Pete admitted.

"Look who's talkin..." I laughed as Pete smacked the back of my head playfully.

"His ability doesn't help." Pete continued. As he spoke, Tyler was rummaging around in his bag for something.

"I really hope I swiped enough..." Tyler muttered as just looked curiously over his shoulder.

"Enough of what?.." Josh asked in a flirty tone.

"We're going to be meeting up with him again." Pete tapped my head, "Me and you."

"Really?" I asked in a teasing tone, looking up at him. "I don't even know what this kid looks like."

"He won't know what we look like either by the time we're done." Pete grinned down at me.

Just around that time, Tyler sped to a spot just in front of us, dropping several small boxes of...was that?..

"Pick your poison." Tyler nudged the boxes of hair dye with a wiggle of his eyebrows.

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I sighed, ruffling my fingers through my now mousey brown hair. My light hair had easily taken the dye. It didn't look bad at all... Just felt a bit strange to not have my hair...

"Patrick? Got the towel?" Pete asked from the shower.

I nodded with a hum as he turned the water off. I held it out, trying to restrain myself from turning to look at Pete's bare body. I had shaken most of the wetness out of my hair by the time Pete actually took the towel from my hand.

"We're in a steamy bathroom, actually alone together and you're being no fun, 'Trick." He groaned with a laugh.

I rolled my eyes and finally turned to him. He hadn't really added much color, but the new red streaks in his hair really popped. I nodded in approval as he dried off his hair.

"Frank took so much for his hair, I could only do streaks." Pete shrugged. He wiped his face in the towel, and I couldn't help but look at his naked lower torso.

"Like what you see?" My eyes snapped right back to Pete's face as he spoke.

I was discovered.

Pete dropped the towel to the ground and stepped towards me. I was backed up to the sink as his face came within inches of mine.

"There are no windows in here..." He whispered, "Just a slight crack under the door. The light can't cause trouble..."

I just nodded, unable to find words. This... This was going to be fun?..

~Frank's POV~

I turned the box of red dye in my hand. I had only gotten the sides of my head, thanks to several boxes of the dye we had being expired... Plus I had to share with Pete. Josh had dyed his hair blue while Tyler had gone jet black. I sighed and let the box drop from my hands.

Maybe the change appearance will help me get better... I hoped Gerard would like it...

"Who let Pete and Patrick in the bathroom together?" I heard Josh groan.

I looked towards the door and saw a blue light shining under it. At least they got to be with the person that makes them most happy... Even Tyler and Josh...

Gerard?..

Frankie?.. Oh baby, I like your hair

Thanks Gee... You wouldn't look bad with dyed hair yourself

Are you okay? We didn't really talk much yesterday.

I was... I was just trying to make myself work again...

Frankie, you're not broken

Gee, I'm so much more broken than even I realize

I snapped back to the reality around me suddenly. I shook my head and looked around, confused.

There was a pain in my side for some reason. I looked down and saw a spreading dark stain. I felt myself grow dizzy as my ears began to ring. My eyes rolled back and I felt myself fall against the wall I was sitting by.

"Frank!" The voices around me were faint. I was slipping into unconsciousness without even knowing why. Before I completely slipped away, however, I could feel myself get lifted and draped over someone's arm.

If you hear this, Gee... I love you...