Gerard's pov
This can't be happening.
This can't be really.
Wake up, Gerard.
Wake up!
"What, no hug?" My father asked with a cackle of laughter that instantly made my heart stop. "You must've missed me while I was away."
"H-how d-did... I-I don't..."
"I see you still stutter like a little bitch." He spat, making me flinch.
Out of all the things I forgot from my past I still remember my father. The man who made it his goal in life to make me feel worthless, hated, and depressed.
"I guess you'll have to make it up to me for you know, sending me to fucking prison for all of those years." He sneered and stepped forward causing me to step back.
"P-please d-don't hurt me." I whispered, feeling like a child again. I felt like I was back in my old home with him, living in fear ever second, shaking in a dark, cold room that I called home back then.
"Oh, I'm gonna wish you were never born." He spat, grabbing my wrist tightly making me gasp in pain and fear.
"N-no." I said, trying to pull away from his strong grip that was definitely leaving bruises.
"Finally starting to stand up for yourself?" He chuckled darkly as he dragged me over to a beat up black pick up truck. "The boys are gonna have fun with you."
"No, l-let go!" I said, hitting him as hard as I could but it seemed not to bother him because he kept dragging me. "Frank! Help!"
"Stop fucking screaming!" He snapped, slapping me across the face.
My eyes widening when I felt the all too familiar burn on my face. All of a sudden I was a child again, shaking in the corner as he beat me up. Calling me such hateful things that I believed.
It was getting harder to breath as my struggling became weaker and weaker. My mind was shutting down because that's the only thing that it could do to block out all of these bad memories. My calls for Frank sounded like they were in the distance as the truck door opened and I was pushed inside.
"N-no, no, no, no..."
"Gerard!"
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"He's been through so much, Frank."
"He'll be awake soon."
"His mind needs time to heal."
"Will he be the same?"
"We're not sure."
"This is all up to him if he chooses to wake up."
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"Gerard, please, baby, I need you."
"He's been out for two days, he'll wake up soon."
Where am I?
"Why does all of this shit have to happen to us?"
Who's there?
"I don't know..."
Why can't I move?
"I promised him I would keep him safe."
"And you tried your best, he'll understand."
Why can't I open my eyes? Everything hurts.
"Maybe you should get some rest."
"I'm not leaving until he wakes up."
I can't talk. Why can't I talk?
"Well, I'm gonna go home, Frank, call me if he wakes up."
Frank's here? Where is here?
"Okay, bye, Mikey."
Mikey's here too?
I try to open my eyes, to see what's happening around me but can't.
Why is all of this happening?
"My love, my kitten, my baby boy, if you can hear me, please wake up."
That's Frank's voice. Why does he sound so sad? Is it because I'm not talking to him? Why can't I talk anyway or see? Did something happen?
"You'll be okay, baby, we'll all be okay." Frank said sadly.
What happened, Frank? Why can't I open my mouth and just speak? Why can't I say anything? Why can't I open my eyes? Why, why, why?!
"I know you can hear me, baby, and I know it's difficult to control your body right now but once you're fully away everything will be okay again."
What does he mean? Aren't I fully awake now? I can hear Frank, doesn't that mean I'm awake?
"You must be so scared... I shouldn't have left you by yourself. This is all my fault, all my fucking fault."
Why would I be scared? Where did he leave me? Why is he saying it's his fault?
"I love you, baby."
I love you too. Damn it, i still can't talk.
Everything went silent with made me a bit panicked but then I heard soft breathing meaning that Frank fell asleep.
Maybe this is just a dream and if I go to bed I'll wake up and everything will be back to normal.
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Opening my eyes slowly I felt like my whole body was make out of stone. The light hurt my eyes and I didn't recognize anything around me. This isn't home. Where am I?
"Gerard, you're awake!" Frank said making me jump in fright. Frank wrapped his arms around me tightly, making me gasp in surprise.
"W-what happened?" I asked against his chest.
"You don't remember?" He asked softly, not letting go of me.
"No." I said softly, feeling like I was in a dream.
"You went through a lot of stress but you're okay now." He soothed, kissing the top of my head.
I only nodded and sighed softly, snuggling into his arms happily. I was just happy that Frank was here with me. It looked like I was in a hospital again and my theory was confirmed when a nurse came in and did a lot of tests on me before leaving again.
"Why do I keep waking up in hospitals?" I asked myself softly. Frank seemed not to hear me because the room was filled with silence after the nurse left. Frank was on the bed next of me, his arms around me tightly making me feel safer in this scary place.
"We'll go home soon." He said softly after a few moments. I nodded and felt like something was missing. What am I forgetting?
That's when it hit me. My father, him dragging me to his car, locking me in the back, him running from the cops.
"I hate life." I said softly, tears welling up in my eyes.
"Why, baby?"
"Because bad things keeps happening to me... to us." I said, feeling even more shitty. Everything came crashing down around me as I kept thinking and remembering more things.
"Gee baby, just br-"
"I'm gonna be sick." I gasped. Frank jumped out of bed and handed me the small bin that I ended up dry heaving in for a good five minutes because nothing was coming up besides stomach acid that burned my throat.
Frank rubbed my back the whole time making me feel even more shitty.
"Fuck." I gasped, catching my breath after awhile of gagging.
"I'll go get the doctor." Frank said and was about to get up but I stopped him.
"No." I said, making him look at me with concern.
"But he'll hel-"
"No, Frank." I snapped, not wanting to see anyone else but Frank right now. "Just... stay here for a bit."
Frank nodded and stayed where he was, wrapping his arms around me. I set the bin down and laid down, resting my head on his chest.
"I remember everything." I said softly.
"I'm sorry, Gerard."
"Don't be sorry... you're my happy memories."
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Will edit later
Not my best work but I still like this chapter so whatever