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Gerards p.o.v:
I sat there and waited. And waited. And waited. I was so worried; Frank meant the world to me. I needed to know if he was okay. I had to. The door of the room was opened and the doctor got out. I quickly hopped out of my chair and went towards him.
“Doc! Please! Is he going to be alright?” I asked nervously.
“Sorry kid, I’m not allowed to tell you that yet.” He responded and started to walk away, but I grabbed his wrist.
“PLEASE! He’s been my best friend for three years! I can’t go two days without seeing him and… well… I’m in love with him and he means the world to me, even though he would never feel the same. He’s probably the reason I haven’t committed suicide by now, so please, I NEED to know if he’s okay!” I cried out, tears flowing down my face. Yup, Gerard Way was crying. Again.
The doctor stopped, and turned around to face me. He looked at me sympathetically. He nodded.
“Alright kid. I understand.” He said and came closer to me.
“Yes, he’ll be okay but he will sleep for a couple of hours, he’s on a lot of painkillers. But yes, he will be okay.” The doctor tapped my shoulder. “I have to go bring some stuff for his hands, they’re horrible. What happened to him?” he asked.
“Well… some bullies at school locked us in a locker together… he had an anger outburst and started punching the door. I tried to stop him, but it wasn’t easy.” I explained. “After that, the bully opened the locker and decided to beat us up. He kicked me and broke my arm, and since Frank tried to defend me he… well… decided he deserves a punishment and started carving on his back with a fucking knife!” I burst in tears.
“It’s… terrible… why do these kids do it?” the doctor asked.
“Because we’re different…” I explained and he tapped my shoulder again.
“Don’t worry now… he’ll be alright… now, you said they broke your arm, didn’t you?”
“Yes…” I responded, sobbing quietly.
“Well go take care of that, lad! You should get checked while he’s asleep; a broken arm isn’t something you want to ignore. I’ll tell you if he wakes up.” He told me.
“Thank you. Thanks so much!!!” I said as he walked away, and I headed to the receptionist to check me and my broken arm in.
“Yes?” she asked as I came to her desk.
“Umm, I think I broke my arm…” I answered.
“Okay…” she said and tapped something on her computer. “Go to the roentgen room in 15 minutes, they’ll have you checked. Go up to the second floor and take a left, the room is there. Good luck.” She said and smiled at me.
“Thanks.” I smiled back and headed to the second floor. I took a left and sure enough, there was a door labeled roentgen there. I sat outside the door and waited. Luckily, the line wasn’t long. After a tall blond woman got out, I was called in.
I entered, got myself checked and sure enough, my arm was broken in three places. They put a large cast on my arm; it went from my hand up to the beginning of my shoulder. What fun. The whole process took about an hour, and as soon as I was released I went straight to Frank’s room. I sat near it and waited. It was so boring here, nothing to take my mind off Frank. After a few minutes I decided to get some coffee from the machine near the entrance. I headed towards it, put a few cents in and got my hot coffee. I went back to Franks room, and after about 20 the doctor got out and looked at me, smiling.
“He’ll be awake soon. You can walk in if you want to, my work is finished. Good luck.” He patted on my shoulder and I quickly got up and entered the room, the coffee in my healthy hand and the other one barely opening the door. Frank was lying on the bed unconsciousness, with an IV connected to his arm. His bruised hands were bandaged, same as around his chest to cover the wounds on his back. Seeing him like that wasn’t nice. At all.
I sat on the chair beside him. I rested the cup of coffee on the table beside me, and took franks hand in mine. I knew he couldn’t hear me, but I needed to talk to him anyway.
“I love you Frankie. I’m so glad you’re alive… I don’t know what I would do without you, you damn bastard.” I said, and looked down at his bandaged hand.
“Same about you, bastard.” I heard someone say hoarsely. My head shot up to see Franks hazel eyes wide opened and looking at me, a smile across his face.
“FRANK!!!” I yelled in surprise, got up and hug him gently. “Fuck, I was so worried! Don’t you EVER try to be heroic again!!!” I said seriously and he laughed.
“It was worth it.” He stated. I slowly let go of him and sit on his bed, beside him. His eyes lit up as he saw the table.
“Is that…. COFFEE? Give me a sip, you fucker!” I laughed and handed him the cup. He took a few sips and gave it back to me. I finished it, and put the empty cup back on the table.
“How are you feeling Frank?” I asked in concern.
“Quite shredded. But I’ll be fine… how bout you?” he asked and motioned towards the cast.
“It doesn’t even hurt.” I laughed and Frank smiled at me.
“Give me your sharpie!” Frank demanded. I always carry around a sharpie and a little notebook, in case I want to draw or just get bored. I snooped in the pocket of my jeans and took out my sharpie. I handed it to Frank, I guess he wants to sign my cast. He took the pen
and sat up, grabbing my arm. He pulled it closer and started scribbling on my cast, smiling. As he finished, I looked to see what he had written.
“Get well, my best retard friend ever!!!
I fucking love you, you piece of shit!
Watch yourself, GeeBear!”
The words were surrounded with a heart, and signed “Frankenweenie” in the bottom. I smiled as he saw what Frank written.
“Thanks, my best retard friend!” I laughed and gave Frank a quick hug. As we pulled away, he handed me my sharpie and I put it back in my pocket.
“Gee?” Frank asked.
“What Frankie?” I responded, turning my head to him. He looked quite worried. A few tears were streaming down his face.
"I… I need to talk to you seriously for a moment…" he said quietly.
"Sure Frankie, shoot." I said, not sure where this is going.
“W-When Drake lifted your hand… I… I-I s-saw…” he stuttered, taking my right arm with his hands. Oh shit, now I see where this is going… Frank saw my scars. All of my ugly scars.
I started crying quietly, my expression not changing.
“You know what I’m talking about, don’t you?” Frank sobbed. I nodded, keeping my poker face on. Frank pulled my hand towards him. I didn’t resist, he already knew so there’s no point of hiding it any longer.
He turned my arm around, revealing all of the cuts, burns and everything. His eyes widened and he sobbed quietly.
"Why…..?" he asked, so quietly I barely heard him. He looked in my bloodshot eyes. "Please don’t do it Gee…" he said, his voice breaking. I didn’t want him to find out… he's so worried now, I don’t want him to worry about me.
"I'm sorry Frankie… things just get hard sometimes…" I said, rubbing my eyes with my hands like a little kid.
"Then please, Gerard… talk to me instead. You know what? Hell, you can hit me! Just don’t do it to yourself!!!" he sobbed, running his fingers over my scars.
"I'm sorry…" that was all I could say, cause I can't promise him not to hurt myself again. I know I will. At that moment, Frank just jumped and hugged me so tight I thought I might die. I sobbed quietly, but it was enough for Frank to hear. He pressed me tightly, I grabbed his hair and sobbed into it.
“Shhh…. Don’t worry… I’ll help you Gee. Always know that I love you a lot, I can’t see you do it to yourself…” oh Frankie… you say that you love but if only you knew how much I love you, and not in the same way. Fuck…. Why can’t my life be simpler?
At this point I tried to pull away but just as I was about to let go, Frank pressed me tighter.
“No way, you’re not letting go until you calm yourself. I want you to relax completely… I’m sorry I brought it up. I just… I was worried about you. I’m sorry.” He whispered in my ear.
“It’s okay Frankie… I’m sorry you had to see it.” I sobbed and took deep breaths.
“Don’t be sorry, I’m happy I did. If I didn’t who would help you? Sometimes you need someone to break down with. That’s what you’re doing right now. Feels good doesn’t it?” he says calmly and strokes my back gently.
“Yes, it does.” I respond, my voice a little more confident.
“So…. You wanna talk about it?” he asks hopefully.
“No…..” I respond, sobbing and gripping his hair again.
“Okay… but if you do, know that I’m here for you Gee.” He said and I felt my shoulder getting a little wet. Damn it Frank, stop crying because of ME. It’s my problem, not yours. He started to pull away, but I needed that hug so badly…
“Don’t… please…” I whisper and press him to myself harder, tears flowing from my eyes like a river.
“No problem… I’m here for as much as you need me. I will never let go if you don’t want me to.” He assured me. Oh, damn it he’s so sweet it hurts. I wish he could be mine. I sobbed again, quite loudly. It’s funny how usually I try to calm him but this time it’s the exact opposite. I kept sobbing into his dark hair for about five minutes, until I was fully calm. I pulled away slowly, and as I did I saw Frank’s tear stained face. I really shouldn’t have let him see my arms… he didn’t fully let go of me, his hands were on my shoulders.
“Are you sure you’re okay now?” he asked worriedly.
“Yeah…” I nodded and he let go of my shoulders. The door was opened and the doctor entered the room with syringe in his hands. He gave me a smirk and a wink when Frank didn’t see.
“You’re awake, lad!!!! How are you feeling?” he asked as he got closer to Frank.
“I’m really tired but besides, I’m okay.” Frank answered. The Doc was now standing in front of him. I quickly turned away.
“What’s wrong, kid?” he asked me.
“Oh he just has a fear of needles, don’t mind him. He just can’t see it.” Frank answered before I did and laughed lightly. After a few moments, the doctor started to walk away and I turned myself to look at Frank again. I smiled at him.
“Wat’cha looking at, bitch?” he asked playfully, a laugh playing on his lips.
“What? Can’t I look at my best friend when I’m worried about him?!” I giggled.
“Like what you see, eh?” he asked and raised his eyebrows seductively. I laughed and punched his arm slightly. Actually, I really do like what I see. Oh, shit! I forgot to tell him!
“Frankie? I need to tell you something…” I said seriously.
“Sure, shoot.” He said in his Frankie-like voice. I got all red suddenly but I had to tell him.
“Listen… they, well… they didn’t just cut you. They carved “emo faggot” on your back.” Frank was shocked. Then he face palmed and a few tears ran down his cheek.
“Fuck them…” he said and I put my arm around him.
“But don’t worry; no one will see it…” I tried to calm him.
“Yeah, you’re right…” he admitted and snuggled into my chest. Damn, that felt good.
“I think you ought to call your mom, she might be worried…” I handed him his phone and he dialed the number. After waiting for about five seconds I heard his mom yell from the other side of the conversation.
“Frank Anthony Iero!!! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? I WAS SO WORRIED! DON’T YOU EVER DO IT AGAIN!” after that Frank turned down the volume and I couldn’t hear what she said, but every time Frank tried to start a sentence he was cut off.
“MOM! LISTEN TO ME FOR A SECOND!” Frank yelled as he face palmed himself.
“I’m in the hospital, some idiots at school hit Gerard and then cut me. No no no, I’m fine, don’t worry. Gerard got me to the hospital, I’m okay now. Yeah, he’s fine but his arm is broken. We’ll be okay, don’t worry. It doesn’t hurt much. Okay, thanks love you too. Bye mom…” he hung up and handed me the phone, which I put back on the table.
“Mom said thank you and she hopes your arm gets better.” Frank smiled.
“It’s nice of her.” I smiled back and looked at the little man lying on my chest, his eyes slowly closing.
“I’ll take a nap…” he mumbled and fell asleep quickly. I smiled as I looked at him. He looked so sweet when he was asleep. My thoughts were cut off as I soon joined Frank and fell asleep as well.
I woke up to some voices talking. My eyes shot open and I saw Franks mother sitting in front of us and talking to Frank.
“Gerard! Hello sweetie, how are you?” she smiled at me.
“Hello Mrs. Iero, I’m fine how about you?” I responded politely.
“I’m great, thanks dear. Thank you so much for taking care of Frankie…” She said.
“No problem, that’s what friends do.” I smiled at her and then at Frank. They smiled back.
Mrs. Ieros phone rang. She pulled it out of her pocket, and answered quickly.
“Oh don’t worry! He’s right here… I’ll give him the phone.” She pulled the phone away from her ear. “It’s your mom.” She said and handed it to me. Oh shit… I forgot to call my mom, she’s probably worried as hell.
“H-hello?” I answered quietly.
“Gerard! Where have you been?! I’ve been calling you all the time and you didn’t answer, I was so worried! Your dad almost went to the police!!!”
“Mom, sorry I forgot to call… me and Frank got into some trouble with bullies… we’re in the hospital but everything is fine, don’t worry.”
“Oh my god! What happened?!”
“Well… they cut Frank and he lost a lot of blood but he’s fine now and they broke my arm but it’s okay, no need to worry mom.”
“They CUT Frank?!”
“Yes… they carved on his back with a knife…”
“Okay that’s it I’m coming over… which room are you in?”
“182. Bye mom.” I said and hung up.
I handed the phone back to Linda. After about ten minutes, my mom entered the room. She hugged me and Frank.
“You two okay? Does something hurt?” she asks quickly, quite nervous.
“Yeah…” I say and laugh.
“How about you Frank? I thought that it was quite serious…” my mom turned to Frank.
“Everything okay here.” He smiled at her. After she calmed down, she sat on a chair beside Linda.
“So when will they let you go?” I asked Frank.
“The doctor said I can go tomorrow in the evening.” Frank answered.
“Oh honey… but I’m on the night shift today, I can’t stay here…” Linda said worriedly.
“Don’t worry Mrs. Iero.” I respond quickly. “I’ll stay.” I smile at her.
“Are you sure? I don’t want it to be trouble…” she asks me.
“No, it’s no problem I was going to stay with him anyway.” I say and give Frank a quick smirk.
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