Save Me From My Self-Destruction

Gerard and Mikey both stopped breathing for a second. “How long?” Gerard asked.
“A month, maybe two months.” The nurse told him. “Treatment can take from four weeks to six months, depending on the patient.”
Gerard nodded, “Will he have therapy?”
“Once a day.” The nurse replied. I didn’t want therapy.
“But I’m fine!” I whined, stumbling a little. Gerard caught me and picked me up.
“You clearly aren’t.” Mikey stated.
“Do you want to show the nurse your scars?” Gerard asked me, whispering. I shook my head as I didn’t want to prove I was insane.
“Frank, you can go home for the rest of today, and tonight, but you have to be in here by 11 am tomorrow.” The nurse said. “Just so you can get your head around staying here and gather a few things to do, books and things.”
Gerard nodded. “I’ll get your guitar from your house, okay?”
I nodded “Okay.”
Mikey smiled a little. “Is he gonna be okay?”
“Yes, he will be normal soon.” The nurse said. I was a little taken aback by ‘normal’. Gerard rubbed his nose on mine, and I blushed. He pulled away.
“So, we go home for today and come back before 11 am tomorrow?” He asked.
“Yes.” The nurse nodded. Gerard nodded and Mikey smiled a little bit. They said goodbye and carried me out to reception.
When we got there, Mrs Way was sitting in the purple chairs. Gerard carried me over, Mikey following. “Mom, Frank has to stay in hospital.” Gerard told her. “I’m going to stay with him.” He sat down next to Mrs Way and Mikey sat on her other side- I was in Gerard’s lap.
“Oh, hun, okay.” She nodded. “How long for?”
“Between a month and two months.” Mikey told her.
“You can’t stay with him that long, Gerard.” Mrs Way said, “What about school?”
“I would rather stay here with Frank.”
“How about you stay for two weeks, then Mikey will stay for two weeks?” Mrs Way suggested. I nodded, Mikey also nodded.
“Okay.” Gerard said, kissing my cheek.
Mrs Way smiled and led us out to her car. Gerard put me in the back seat and got in on the other side. Mikey got in the front with Mrs Way. She started the car and Gerard strapped me in. Mrs Way drove us home, no one said anything.
When we got home, Gerard got me out and carried me to the front door. Mrs Way came running up, the keys in her hand. She unlocked it for us and Gerard carried me inside and down to his bedroom.
“Frank, is there anything you need?” He asked, placing me on the bed.
“Juice, please.” I told him. “Um, blackcurrant juice…please.”
“Of course.” He ran upstairs to make it. I watched him go. I snuggled down into the covers, thinking about what I needed from home. Clothes, books, PS3 and the games for it and Pansy.
Shit, Pansy. I need to get her before mum does something to her.
When Gerard came back down I jumped up “Gee!” he ran over to me with my juice in his hand.
“What’s the matter?” he asked, putting the glass down on the bedside table.
“I need to go and get Pansy.” I said urgently. “Mum might have done something to her.”
“Who’s Pansy?”
Goddamn. “My guitar!” I squeaked. “I need to get her!”
Gerard nodded. “I’ll drive you home and help you grab some clothes and stuff.” He picked me up and carried me upstairs. “Mum I’m popping out to get Frank’s clothes!” Gerard shouted to his mum, who was upstairs.
Gerard carried me out to the car. He placed me in the front seat and got in the other side. I strapped myself in as Gerard began to drive me home. It only took a few minutes to get there in the car.
Gerard parked up outside my house. I got out of the car and leaned against it while Gerard sorted himself out. He was soon at my side, holding me up. I got my spare key out of his jean pocket. Gerard lead me to the front door. “I’ll be okay, I can walk….just.” I looked up at him. He nodded and stood back. I unlocked the door and stepped inside, leaving Gerard outside. I closed the door behind me. I was greeted by “Frank, wasn’t you at someone’s house?” my mum.
“Yeah, I need to get clothes.” I answered.
“Hurry up then.”
I went upstairs, my knees felt weak. I could do this though. I went into my room to find nothing was touched. I grabbed Pansy from her stand and her amp along with all the cables and straps. I grabbed a couple of comics and some jeans and a new shirt and a hoodie that was far too big for me. I struggled to carry it all downstairs.
I almost tripped over a cable and a strap I put Pansy on my back, the strap on my shoulder. I carried everything a bit easier now. I ran outside to Gerard, “Gee! Gee! I got her!” I squealed.
Gerard ran up to me and took my clothes and comics “That’s great, poppet!”
I nearly fainted. Poppet. Poppet. POPPET. I giggled shyly as Gerard opened the back seat of the car and put my stuff in there, I put the amp in there too, followed Pansy. I closed the door.
I ran to the front door of my old house and stepped inside again. I ran upstairs and grabbed more clothes and DVDs. My mum caught me on the way downstairs.
“Frank what do you think you are doing?” she spat.
“Moving house.” I shrugged simply. Mum automatically smacked me round the jaw. I winced in pain and kicked her in the knee. She fell, giving me a chance to get away. I ran downstairs and out the door, and to Gerard’s car.
He opened the back seat again and I put all my stuff in there. I turned around to find my mum standing at the door. “Don’t go back there, Frank.” Gerard whispered.
I ignored him and marched up to her. “I’m moving house. To Gerard and Mikey’s house. The Way’s house.”
She grabbed me by my neck and threw me onto the ground. “You will not move unless I say you can! You have to stay here!” she began kicking me in the sides. Gerard came running up.
“Stop! Stop!” he pulled me away and picked me up. Gerard held me on his hip and began to shout at my mother. “You have no right to hurt your only child! He deserves better parents than what he’s got. He’s anorexic because of you!” he ran back to the car and put me in the front seat. He closed the door and began to yell at her again. I passed out from the pain in my stomach.

Notes

Sorry about the long gap! My laptop broke! But Im back so yaaayyy ^-^