Fuck. So much for handling my own problems like i usually do. This is bad, really bad. Is this going to be a temporary thing or am I going to be blind forever. I can't do this, I can't. How am I going to perform? Am I going to need a cane or some shit? Wait, does this mean I will never be able to see the faces of the ones I love again? No this can't be happening, maybe I'm dreaming! Yeah or Mikey is just jumping to conclusions way too fast. Yeah that's it, I'm not blind. I can't afford to be blind. I'm a comic book artist, artists aren't fucking blind. I can't handle this, I need a drink.

"Fu-c-k." I need to sit down. What if I'm actually really blind? This. Cannot. Be. Real. "I-I need to call Lindsey, Mikey. I need to call her right now." There's a pang of anxiety in my voice, why wouldn't there be. I just want to cry right now.

"Okay Gee just sit there okay I'll get the phone. Fuck, we should get you to a hospital, Gerard." he says as he wonders off into what I assume is the kitchen to get the phone. I chuckle at the statement; he really thinks I'm going to let him bring me to a hospital. That's a funny joke. I'm not going anywhere near that place, I can sort this out on my own. I just need a little bit support from my friends and family. After he's back from the kitchen he dials Lindsey's number and hands the phone to me. I wait patiently as it rings. Before I can count the third ring she picks up in no time.

"Gerard, you guys never call me on the house phone. Is everything okay???" Fuck, Lindsey knew us way too well, she knows we only call on the house phone for emergencies. I try to figure out a way to tell her that I'm now blind thanks to a diagnose by Dr. Mikey fucking Way. This is so weird, how do I start?

"Um Lindsey- uh Zee we need to talk." I force the words out my mouth. I'm really scared for her reaction for some reason. I'm kind of scared she'll stop being my friend, I won't be able to do some of the things I used to before this morning. Ugh why did this have to happen to me; it's always fucking me.

"G-Gerard you're kinda scaring me now, tell me what's wrong. I won't be mad at you no matter what it is. I promise." She's so sweet how could she think this was about her, she sounded like someone was about to run over her puppy. I had to tell her though no matter how she'd react; this is pretty important.

"I- Lindsey, fuck. Lindsey I don't know how to put this but I'm just going to say it straightforward. I'm blind." Fuck I hope she doesn't think I'm joking. I pray she believes me. She is quiet for a moment.

"I'm on my way." she simply answers after the silence. I think she understood how bad this is. She hangs up and I cautiously put the phone down on the coffee table being sure not to drop it. Mikey leads me to the couch to sit. We're silent.What am I suppose to say; I'm in no mood to chat anyway. I'm still scared. I can't see anything but anything and everything can see me, It's very unsettling. I guess I'm going to have to get used to this feeling. Before I can think another thought I hear the door swing open. It's Lindsey.

"Where's Gee??" I hear her ask Mikey as he confronts her at the door (at least that's what I assumed he did). "He's in the living room..." I hear him mumble. I feel arms suddenly wrap around my tense body; it feels like Lindsey.

"Hey Gerard." She kisses my forehead. "Want to tell me what happened?" she asks in a soft voice. I simply nod and I ask Mikey if he could get me a coffee. He complies and I hear him walk to the kitchen and start the coffee maker.

"I don't know w-why I'm like this." I begin. "I think it has something to do with the pains I've been having lately." I say in a hushed voice so Mike doesn't hear me from the kitchen, I never told him about my pains and he'd be pretty pissed to find out that I didn't.

"Does Mikey know about your recent pains?" Lynz asks me in the same hush voice I used. It's like she could read my fucking mind, she's a terrific friend no doubt. I shake my head to answer her question. "...Does Frank know?" she asks again after a short pause. Frank. I remember his face from last night, the last face I'd ever see. I need to tell Frank, I might as well have Lynz call him up right now and tell him to come over. Before I can reply to Lynz, Mikey walks into the room. I hear him put three cups on the table so I assume he made one for himself and Lynz. Mikey puts the mug in my hands. I sip the delicious elixir slowly, burning my throat in the process. Thank god I could still taste coffee. Coffee is all I need right now. The silence is broken by Lynz when she pulls out her phone to call Frank. Like I told you the woman can read my mind. She tells him to come over as soon as possible. In less that two minutes after Lynz hangs up Frank shows up at the doorstep. I can assume he's worried because I can practically feel him staring at me. I can picture his worried expression in my head. He plops himself a little too close to me on the couch but I don't mind at all to be honest.

"Hey Gerard, you feeling alright?" he asks with a bit of worry in his voice. I feel his body brace himself for the worst like that I have cancer or something. I sigh. I'm not ready to explain this to him, I haven't been blind for 24 hours and I'm already getting tired of the damn thing. I can't live the rest of my life like this.

"Gerard's - uh- Gerard is blind, Frank." You don't need a medical degree to realize that. I mean really.

"Gerard is it true? Did you guys go to the hospital? Is Gee hurt? Was this caused by someone? How long has he been like this?" I hear him speed though question like a mile a minute. If it wasn't him saying all these things I would've been annoyed at the uncertainty and clinginess. "I'm fine, Frank, apart from the fact that I can't see anything anymore." I force out a phony chuckle to lighten the mood but it is obvious that I'm scared. I'm suddenly pulled into another hug but not from Lynz or Mikey; it's from Frank. I hug him back as I melt into his embrace. Before I can even notice he points out that I'm crying. I reach for my face, breaking the hug. He's right I am crying. I can't hold it in any longer and I break down for the first time in front of my friends. Lynz saw me cry one other time but that was when we were in high school long ago. M tears were foreign to everyone except Mikey (of course) and Lynz. I ball in Frank's arm heaving as I just let all my pent up emotion out. I was never one to cry, it was rare even to Mikey. Of course I had my moments but Mikey was the only one to see. Frank was new to this and was shocked to say the least. I wasn't just crying over the blindness and the struggles that waited in the future, I was letting out all the emotion I kept inside. All the anger, sadness, depression, worry, embarrassment was let out all at once. I was like a fucking hurricane and everything lead to destruction, Frank just got caught in the middle of it. He was hugging me close on the couch. Lynz was talking to Mikey in what I assumed (I'm going to be assuming a lot.) was the kitchen. They were talking about how they'd need to get me a handicap sticker and how the hell was I going to be able to perform again anytime soon. I blocked them out as I continued to cry into Frank's shoulder. After my sobs were reduced to soft whimpers my eyelids become heavy. I don't know if I should be a dick and just basically fall asleep on Frank and leave him, Mikey, and Lynz the responsibility of bringing me to my bedroom (Lynz was probably going to spend the night so she'd need to use the couch). Fuck it I'm tired. Venting sure does make one exhausted. I finally comply and close my eyes; my broken, now useless eyes....

Notes

ayyyyye papi got the second chapter up, it's kinda short i guess
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