Sex and violence.

Frank's P.O.V

I just sat in the waiting room, on the twelfth floor.

I guess Gerard just wanted to talk to my dad for a while, so I'm sitting out here.


Staring out the large glass window, staring down at the city below. Watching everybody walk around town.

I'm the only one out here, everyone else is with someone in their rooms.

But here I am, out here alone.

Gerard can't get out of my head..

Cancer..

How can he have cancer?

He was fine when my dad brought him home, he was fine anytime else. So how does he have it now?

I wouldn't even think about seeing him with cancer, he just.. didn't seem like the type to be sitting in a hospital bed.

He shouldn't be sitting in a hospital bed, it should be me..

If anyone here deserved to die, it was me.

I was the one who fucked with his life, who gave him a hard time when he's lived through hell for eight years.

And I just made it worse..

He tried to be my brother.. he really did.

And all I did was fucked him over, I fucked his love life up. Any chance for him to have any friends at school.. I just embarrassed him..

He doesn't deserve to die, I do..



Gerard's P.O.V

I was just picking around my dinner tray when my dad decided to come and visit.. and Frank was hiding behind him.

What is he doing here, like he'd even want to be here.

I just glared at him, he hid behind my dad even more.

Then I finally decided to just spit it out,
"Dad, can it just be me and you for a while." I never took my eyes off Frank.

"Yeah, sure. Okay." He turned around, facing Frank for another few seconds till Frank walked right back out those doors, that's right. Get out, I never want to be around you again..

"Gerard, you're crying?" What?

I turned myself over and faced my dad, he looked at me.

My hands were quick to feel my eyes, and sure enough they were wet.. I was crying.. But why?

"Ha, yeah I guess you're right." I forced myself to laugh, it killed me seeing my dad like this.

"So, how're the nurse treating you?" He sits himself down in a chair to the right of me.

"Nice, one of them had to break the news to me so I kinda felt bad..." I started to fiddle with my IV cord until one of the nurses stopped me. Oh.

"So.. did they talk about treatment.." My dad didn't deserve to ever have to speak those words.. He was the kindest man ever.. it's just not right for him to have to deal with this..

"Yeah we're starting radiation tonight... I'm scared though.." My teeth devoured the inside of my cheek while my dad played with his hands.

"They're going to make you better, son. Don't worry." His face almost kills me, he tries forcing a smile but he's dying inside.. I'm just dying in general.

"I wonder if it hurts.." I think outloud.. one of my habbits when I'm scared shitless.

"Did they tell you what cancer you have exactly?"

"Um.. I think they said stomach, I don't know. I don't really think they know either.. But they're sticking with radiation to help." I bite my lip harder.

"Well, do you want to talk to Frank now.. I think he's worried. He was crying in the car."

"No, it's fine.." I don't try to be rude, but I don't ever want to see Frank ever again..

"We were thinking about bringing you something nice, what's your favorite dessert?" He tries to smile, I play along with him.

"Coffee ice cream."

"Well, I'll go and take Frank to get you some, we'll be back after you're done with.. you know."

"Yeah, thanks." I catch him before he slips out the door, waving back to me..

Am I really going to die?

Notes

I made the doctors not know what they're doing, just to make it more dramatic.

When my grandpa had cancer, they didn't know for a few years, then when they knew they didn't know where it all was.. so it's actualy reallistic.. he died just a few months ago :c

But hey, if anyone has a I Gave You My Bullets cd and willing to sell it, I'll buy it. I've been waning one for like ever and I don't know where I can get one. Send links if you find some forsale c: