Paging Dr. Way

After a while the TV starts to bore me so I wheel myself and my IVs over to the door to eavesdrop.
"I can't believe we didn't think of getting him tested." Gerard sighs.
"They could already be in him Gerard, making him sick." Skyes says.
"I know, but I just don't want to lose him, he means so much to me."
I mean so much to him? I barely know the guy!
"Is there anything between you two?" Skyes asks.
Gerard scoffs, "Of course not, you must be seeing things Oliver."
"We need to get him checked for Schizophrenia, I heard him having nightmares the other night."
"It could be just night terrors, he's not like Kellin is he?"
So that's what Kellin has...
"Kellin is drastic, I think Frank might have some though, I just want to get everything diagonosed so I can have andy start working on a medication line up for the kid."
"Why don't I get him tested for diseases tonight and you can take him to Gontier in the Neurologuy wing tomorrow?" Gerard offers.
"Sounds like a plan." Skyes agrees.
"Alright, I'll go inform Frank." Gerard says. The door handle turns and I try my best to back away from the door but I stumble and fall on my ass, the crash of my Ivs soon coming after.
"Are you alright Frankie?" Gerard says alarmed, rushing to my side to help me back to my feet.
"I'm fine I'm fine, it's just one of the IV's got ripped out," I say eyeing the dangling cord.
"Here let's get you cleaned up, Skyes!" Gerard calls in his assistant.
"Oh god." Skyes mumbles and starts cleaning up the numbing medication fluid.
"I don't think he needs either IV anymore do you?" Gerard asks.
"I'm not sure, we might have to check in with someone else for that."
"Whatever." Gerard says waving Skyes off.
I blush and look down at my feet, still dressed in my hospital gown.
"Can I get some real clothes?" I ask sheepishly.
"I'm sure we can find some." he says.
"Call the front office, they always have spare clothes for paitents." Skyes announces.
Gerard walks over to the wall phone and dials the number.
"Hello, I would like to request an outift be delivered to room 209 please. This is Dr. Way, alright thank you." He hangs up. "Should be here soon." he smiles at me. I smile weakly back.
Eventually y clothes arrive. I walk into the bathroom and remove my gown, replacing it with a pair of holy jeans, a red tee shirt, and black converse.
"Looking good." Gerard says.
Oliver eventually cleans up the mess and then guides me down to the area I guess where I' supposed to be checked out for diseases.
An uneasy feeling arises in my stomach as the scent of cleaning supplies floods my nose. I start to shake nervously, causing skyes to ask if I'm okay. I shake my head.
"Do you want me to call gerard."
"yes." I blurt out almost immediately.
Soon enough Gerard arrives and I feel a little bit better now that he's here. He rubs my back as we wait for the doctors.
"Everything's going to be okay." He squeezes my hand. Then he does something I wasn't expecting.
He kisses me.
Right on the cheek.
I blush and stare down at my feet, unsure how to react.
The doctors call my name and I follow them into a room where they tell me to take off my pants.
I fidget as memories of my fathers last attack resurface into my mind. Tears fall down my face.
I shake my head.
"Please Frank." One of the doctors says.
"I said no."
"We need you to." Another says.
"I need you to shut the fuck up because I said no and I'm not taking my damn pants off!" I yell, my sadness now replaced with rage.
The doctors roll their eyes and one of them leaves the room for a moment, returning with the red headed doctor.
He comes over to me and gets on his knees and places his hands on my shoulder.
"Frankie, please do this, they just want to help you." Gerard coos.
I sigh. "I don't want to."
"It doesn't matter what you want, its what you need. The doctors need to see if you have and STD, I don't want you to Die Frankie." Gerard says biting his lip.
He wants me to live?...
He wants me to live...
I take a deep breath and decide to do what the doctors ask, but not for myself because I couldn't care less, but for Gerard.
The doctors collect there samples and hand me back over to Gerard, I' shaking from head to toe, the images of my father still imminent in my mind.
Gerard senses I'm upset and asks me if I want ice cream.
"yes please." I smile gratefully.
"Alright I'll meet you in your room in a bit."
I walk back up to my room alone. I take off my shirt and see a bruise from where Austin punched me the other day, i touch it and it stings. I hiss and I hear the door creak open, followed by the clatter of 2 metallic spoons.
I turn around to see Gerard shocked and staring at my pale chest. He seems locked in a trance.
"You're beautiful." He whispers.
"Uh thanks." I look him over, especially at his crotch, which is now enlarged. "Um Gerard you um." I eye his face then back to his crotch.
"Fuck!" He yells and drops the ice cream running out of the room. I walk out into the hall and yell
"What about the ice cream?"
"FUCK ICE CREAM!" He screams and keep running.
More like fuck me.
Wait...
Did I?...
Do I?...
Do I have Feelings or Dr. Way?...

Notes

:) sorry if there are spelling errors I fixed them all while typing but sometimes they dont save

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