Behind Those Steel Bars

2. Solitude Sickness

*Gerard's POV*

I had no real idea where I was. I barely remembered talking to Frank. I was my in the cell and worst of all, I wasn't near Frank, my Pansy.

"Finally, you'vr awaken." Said a voice. I lifted my head and looked over at the owner of the voice. It was a man in a white lab coat, hr had a clipboard in his hand. "You've been asleep for three days, Mr. Way." The man said.

"Where am I?" I asked.

"You're in intensive care here in Stone Prison." The man said. I tried to sit up, but my chest was strapped down.

"Why am I here?" I asked, I stopped trying to get up when my body grew tired. I closed my eyes and let out a cough.

"You're sick Gerard. Really sick." The man said.

"With what?" I asked.

"Did you know that you were HIV positive, Gerard?" The man asked. I lifted my head up instantly. "I take it that you did not." The man said.

"N-no." I said, he came closer into view and pat my shoulder. Dr. Alphonse.

"Your mother must have kept it from you. Your records shoe that it was discovered in your blood at the she of five." Dr. Alphonse said.

"Why would she keep it from me?!" I asked. He shrugged his shoulders

"Well, you're very ill, Gerard. All of your stats are low, and you almost went into a coma." Dr. Alphonse said.

"I need to get back to Frank." I said, Dr. Alphonse opened a cupboard and pulled out a syringe.

"I need to give you this, and then you can go back to your cell.' Dr. Alphonse told me. I closed my eyes tightly, needles scared me. I almost screamed when there was a light jab in my forearm. When it was done, i was lead to my cell. I felt sick.

When I got in, Frank wasn't there. I went and laid down. I scratched the spot where the doctor injected me. For all I knew, he could have betrayed me and gave me a lethal injection. I closed my eyes in this awkward solitude of my empty Pansy-less cell.

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"Gee?" Said a small voice of Frank. I opened my eyes and shot up and hugged him.

"Pansy." I said, I held him tightly. He was so warm.

"Where were you?" Frank asked. K took in his scent. I didn't want him to worry about me being sick. I kissed his cheek, he flinched.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"You're right, Gee. I'll never make it." Frank said, he made a noise like a whimper. Both of our fates were the same. Neither of us would make it. I touched his cheek lightly.

"What happened, Frank?" I asked.

"All of those prisoners. They want me, Gee." Frank said.

"What did they do?" I asked angrily. I was about to get all angry, but I felt sicker. I pulled Frank close and held onto him, holding him tight.

"Taunted me, called me Princess." Frank answered.

"I'll protect you from now on, Pansy. I promise." I whispered. "I'm just a little sick." I told him. A 'little' was a lie. Being 'sick' was not. I was very sick. But I couldn't let Frank know. I kind of wanted more solitude. Something where he wouldnt be hurt by it.

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A/N: awe shit. Didn't think that, that was gunna happen to Gerard, did you? I didn't either.

To be bluntly honest, Gerard was sypposed to die in the first story, but I was like "nooo, I need to write this muthafucking sequel" so here it is.

What didja think?

~Wash My Heart

XoXog