
I Promise
Chapter 28
(Mikey)
I couldn't stop shaking, the thought of Frank dying in that horrible room. I couldn't even be with him, they wouldn't let me in. I just have to sit here with Gerard and Ray. Both, clearly didn't want to be here, they hate hospitals. Come to think of it, I don't particularly like them either. I sigh and lean back in the extremely uncomfortable chair, I'd already been sat here for about two hours now with no news on Frank at all. I felt so much panic, I don't know what I'd do if he died. I mean, it wasn't that bad was it? That he could die...
After another ten minutes I decide I can't take the waiting, so I get up and go to a nurse. Why not?
"Look, the chairs aren't comfy. I've been waiting for two hours and ten minutes and I can't stop shaking. When can I see Frank Iero?"
The woman rolls her eyes and types away on her computer.
I didn't like the look of her, her hair was tight and high up in a perfect pony tail. Her make-up was simple, eye-liner, lipstick and clearly foundation. She looked posh and snobby. Her boobs were clearly in a bra too small and her buttons were undone at the top of her shirt so they were on show along with the lacy black bra. Whore.
"Excuse me?" I look at her impatiently.
"What?"
"I'd appreciate it if you didn't stare at my boobs." She growls. "Desperate." Finally she mumbles.
"Oh darling. Don't fucking flatter yourself you massive slut. I want to know, how long till I can see my boyfriend."
I laugh at the look on her face.
"I have no idea, you'll have to ask a doctor." She huffs and goes back to her computer. Just as I'm going back to my seat next to Gerard, a doctor emerges from the room they put Frank in. "Hey, can I see him yet?"
The doctor looks sympathetic and pulls me over to the side, away from people. "You can see him, of course. But I'm so very sorry to tell you, he wont be able to see you. Only hear. You see, we did all we could but the injuries are severe and I can guarantee you that Mr. Iero wont die but at the moment he's in a coma. I don't know how long it will last but by the looks of things, it will hopefully be less than a month."
I can hear it, my heart beat slowing down.
A coma?
No, he can't be. My Frankie, my beautiful, poor Frankie. At least he wont die, I've just got to think that way, yes. He'll be alright, hopefully it's going to be just a month. Think positive Mikey. He'll be okay.
I nod at the doctor and go into Frank's room without a word. A nurse leaves and I sit down in the chair next to his bed and right there and then the floods open and the tears stream down my face.
I find his hand and squeeze it softly. "Frankie, I love you so much."
I couldn't stop shaking, the thought of Frank dying in that horrible room. I couldn't even be with him, they wouldn't let me in. I just have to sit here with Gerard and Ray. Both, clearly didn't want to be here, they hate hospitals. Come to think of it, I don't particularly like them either. I sigh and lean back in the extremely uncomfortable chair, I'd already been sat here for about two hours now with no news on Frank at all. I felt so much panic, I don't know what I'd do if he died. I mean, it wasn't that bad was it? That he could die...
After another ten minutes I decide I can't take the waiting, so I get up and go to a nurse. Why not?
"Look, the chairs aren't comfy. I've been waiting for two hours and ten minutes and I can't stop shaking. When can I see Frank Iero?"
The woman rolls her eyes and types away on her computer.
I didn't like the look of her, her hair was tight and high up in a perfect pony tail. Her make-up was simple, eye-liner, lipstick and clearly foundation. She looked posh and snobby. Her boobs were clearly in a bra too small and her buttons were undone at the top of her shirt so they were on show along with the lacy black bra. Whore.
"Excuse me?" I look at her impatiently.
"What?"
"I'd appreciate it if you didn't stare at my boobs." She growls. "Desperate." Finally she mumbles.
"Oh darling. Don't fucking flatter yourself you massive slut. I want to know, how long till I can see my boyfriend."
I laugh at the look on her face.
"I have no idea, you'll have to ask a doctor." She huffs and goes back to her computer. Just as I'm going back to my seat next to Gerard, a doctor emerges from the room they put Frank in. "Hey, can I see him yet?"
The doctor looks sympathetic and pulls me over to the side, away from people. "You can see him, of course. But I'm so very sorry to tell you, he wont be able to see you. Only hear. You see, we did all we could but the injuries are severe and I can guarantee you that Mr. Iero wont die but at the moment he's in a coma. I don't know how long it will last but by the looks of things, it will hopefully be less than a month."
I can hear it, my heart beat slowing down.
A coma?
No, he can't be. My Frankie, my beautiful, poor Frankie. At least he wont die, I've just got to think that way, yes. He'll be alright, hopefully it's going to be just a month. Think positive Mikey. He'll be okay.
I nod at the doctor and go into Frank's room without a word. A nurse leaves and I sit down in the chair next to his bed and right there and then the floods open and the tears stream down my face.
I find his hand and squeeze it softly. "Frankie, I love you so much."
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7/20/16