Sweet Harmony Lost Clarity Selfish Symphony all move us baby

"Gerard Way. Mikey Way." I heard a slightly muffled males voice thick with tears. "Dammit boys why'd you do this?" I heard his footsteps as he left the room the almost silent thunder rolling softly towards my ears. I opened a blood shot eye and looked around. My fingers didn't seem to cooperate with my mind as I tried to wiggle them. A large tube was stuck in my throat and even if I was awake I honestly didn't think that I would be able to breath on my own for a while. The raven haired angel sat beside me a white guitar beside his slouched and sleeping figure. I turned my head best I could and saw my brother in the same predicament as me. His eyes were closed heart monitor at a slower space. I tried to speak but my blocked and dry mouth refused only giving me an embarrassing moan like noise. I blushed harshly and tried to wiggle my fingers or move my hand again hoping that the ligaments would be more cooperative. The light patter of rain echoed across the nearly silent room less frequent than our heart monitors. Mikey's slow sad song like tempo beat competing against my own racing heart. The rain soon picked up and beat both Mikey and my own heart beats. I closed my eyes and soon found them being opened by a white coated doctor. I scrunched up my face and attempted to close them again. The doctor gasped and quickly turned the light off. "Frank! Frank he's awake!" She started to shake the raven haired boy...how unprofessional. I watched as the bleary eyed boy..er Frank stood and smiled. My heart monitor sped up and I had to pretend to be looking at this girl..doctor. "Aaas got yourself a crush already." He mumbled softly. "Names Frank Iero. This is Julia Patner she's just a friend messing around with her fathers equipment. I tried to speak but found the annoying tune in my way again. I tried to breath on my own and began choking on the damn tube! Julia called a nurse in and soon the wretched thing was out of my mouth and throat and body. It's blue carcass lay beside me in a discard bin. "Water..." I croaked my voice raspy and nearly silent. The nurses came back with a glass and a pitcher just incase I wanted more. I great fully drank and soon the glass was empty. "Why..."! I cleared my throat and tried to talk again. "Why'd you save me?" I asked my head resting on the white pillow. "Didn't wanna loose another guy to suicide. Simple as that." He answered shrugging as he did so. I smiled softly and thanked him in the only way I knew how. "Err..thanks?" It came out as more of a question but it worked well enough. According to him we had been in the hospital for a total of three weeks neither one of us showing activity. My baby brother lay in the bed beside me and I couldn't remember why we wanted to end it all in the first place. Maybe I would know later...maybe frank or Mikey can help.
____one hour later_____

"I only remember a shitty school year and not wanting to start another one." I said hours later when the doctor had left the three of us in our room. Frank nodded solemnly and seemed to ponder on something. "You going to Hill side?" He asked his hazel eyes boring into my green-hazel ones. I nodded and smirked softly at him. "Hate to say they'll give you shit because they will...you gonna be okay with that? I'll be there." He said trying to help. I nodded again and groaned as I shifted in bed. They had begun to prep me for surgery since I had shown signs of activity (duh) and wasn't at risk of dying or slipping into a seizure during the surgery. "It'll be over before you know it." I heard Frank say, but was too distracted by his hand clutching my own. I blushed softly and nodded on agreement unable to speak our of fear for stuttering like a fool. "See you in a bit fluffy hair." He said ruffling my hair. "Later raven hair." I said back squeezing his hand my fear sinking in... I was about to be under a knife and...needles not only was I going to have another scar, but I was going to have a chance for the doctors to see my cuts. I started hyperventilating and they took notice asking me to calm down. I tried but to no avail. They had to put me under and I was under so much stress that I didn't notice the needle go into my skin. _____ hours later______ "You see Mr. Iero he he will take the week off from any activity such as speaking or moving. We're going to ask that no visitors see him, I'm sorry if it were any other patient I might be willing but with him...we'll keep a watch on him so don't worry." I heard frank groan at the news he was receiving and watched as he carried himself out of the hospital and onto his motorcycle. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep the words of the doctor wrestling and jumbling with my emotions and mind....they saw... They know... They judged.

Notes

Sorry it's short but I'm falling asleep while writing this. Love ya