Be The Flame In The House Of Cards

I let Gerard's sad words slip behind me, and immediately turned bitter. How could his family just leave him like that, ill and alone? He was locked up in this white room, with nothing but a bed and lamp, Gerard having no choice but to make a friend of his own. Gerard wasn't insane, he was locked up. He was locked up in a room, unable to see the world and unable to talk to his friends. Getting up from the bed, I walked swiftly towards the door, Gerard calling from behind.

"Frank, d-don't leave me!" he pleaded, his metal bracelet making a clank sound with every step. He frowned, and traced back his steps, laying himself unto the bed again. "It's no use..." he muttered. "Tony, stop trying to persuade Frank. Yeah, I know. Uh huh. Okay. Let him. Okay?"

I cooed from afar. "Look, sweetie, I'm just gonna try to convince the authorities so you can see your friends. You know, eat lunch with them." Gerard nodded. And then, like that, a thought slipped my mind. "Gerard, if you're not allowed to leave this room, how did you get to the soup kitchen?"

He smirked childishly. "Hehe I sneaked out. Then they stuck their needles, the venom through me. I screamed and the bats came like a storm, and Tony tried to yell for help. No one listened."

I frowned. "Okay," I paused, rubbing a hand on my shoulder. "Er, I could ask them if you could eat in the cafeteria today."

"Would you?" He pleaded.

"Yeah, Gee," I said. "Give me a minute, and I promise I'll be back."

"Okay, Frank. I-I'm trusting you, okay?"

I closed the door tightly behind me and fled through the halls to find someone. I found one nurse, a different one from earlier, who had a stack of books in her hands. I smiled and greeted her politely. "Hello, ma' am."

"How can I help you, sir?"

"Actually, I was wondering if one of the patients could attend today's lunch session," I explained. "He really wants to communicate with his friends."

"Who is this?" she asked, searching through a thick binder.

"His name is Gerard"-- The lady snapped her fingers. "Ah, Gerard Way. Unstable fellow."

I shook the buzzer in my hand. "I'll be with him, and I got this to assist me if he gets a bit out of shape."

She eyed me suspiciously. "Hmm...okay. Does he have his notebook?"

Notebook? What does a notebook have to do with him? "I'll make sure of it."

" I'm trusting you," she said, and dismissed me. Funny how she didn't know my name yet 'trusted me'. I walked my way back to Gerard, and told him the news.

"You'll meet all of my friends!" he cheered. "And Tony'll help show you around too!"

Notes

new chapter! c: yayy