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Do you remember back before the mental ward?

chapter 12: good morning boner

I woke up in a pitch black room with a beam of moonlight shining through the window. I escaped Frank's grasp and looked out the window to see the bright light but instead I see oliver, Alex and Austin being asked to leave the ward by Izzy and a few men. On the side of the parking lot, Andy and Ashley were hiding in the back of their car because they didn't want to get caught having sex. It kinda made me wish I could do it with frank again. My wish formed a small problem below my hospital gown. My only other problem with this stupid gown was that my ass shows in the back.

"gee?" Frank whispered as he woke up. "Nice ass" he smirked
i turned around from embarrassment.
"what" i cried. He looked at my boner which was clearly seen through the gown
"gee you can't jerk off its to much 'excitement'" frank was a little upset about the whole no fast movement or laughing.
"what am i going to do?" I almost cried
"I don't know "


I ran to the bathroom and removed the gown. I don't care what the nurse said. I but part of the gown in my mouth to muffle the moans that happen every time I jerk off so I didn't get frank panicking. I did it as fast I could so I could ho back to bed. Fucking Andy.

I cleaned myself off and jumped back into bed with frank. He gave me a weak smile.

"gee?"
"yes frank?" Frank brushing my hair with his fingers.
"andy turned you on?"
"what.no i was thinking about us doing it again"
"i can't wait for you to wear them soon tight jeans again"
"frank don't make me hot and bothered again"
"i- I'm sorry" he paused for a moment as to think and than ran to the corner. He curled up into the fetal position and began to cry.

"fwankie?" I began to panoc
"I'm sorry " he repeated
"why?"
"i'm sorry"
"FRANK!" I spat
"this is all my fault"
"this i mean the hospital"
"yeah"
"no no frank"
"gee are you happy being with me?"
"forever happy being with you. I love breathing the air you breathe and seeing your beautiful face"
"stop being so poetic its to perfect" his eyes looked at me with a sparkle in the middle of his hazel orbs. His bottom lip quivered.

i hate seeming him like this. I locked my lips on his, there was no movement just us with our lips locked together. Just taking in his taste, scent and fear, he began having a anxiety attack. His breathe went heavy and he began shaking. His eyes showed the fear he was having.

"frank?"
"you?" He looked like a lost puppy
"me?"
"you arent real. You died. They said you died."
"frank you are scaring me"
"you arent real"
"frank?" I went to toich his shoulder-
"stop! Get out of my head!"
nurses ran in and took frank into another room.

"gee he's fine he just needs his medication"
"you are the only drug he says he needs"
"me?"
"when he saw you die he lost it."
"why did he lose it a second ago"
"he doesnt realize how real you really are"
"..."
"he doesnt want you hurt either... Come on mr.way its late and you need some sleep"

Notes

Comments

No! You can't end it like this. I'm glad you're doing a sequel.

@GeesGirl!
Sorry about that I had a lot to time I felt bad for not updating lately

Oh how I love quick updates! Especially when the story's this good!! ;). Xx

Wouldn't he need a beard to be Jesus? ;) Xx

@GeesGirl!
I think Gerard likes it and might be Jesus