I'm Not Okay

I finally picked myself up and crawled over to the phone and picked it up putting it to my ear.

“Mikes? Where are you?” I asked. I heard him take a breath and then answer.

“I’m at the hospital, can you come? I really need you here.” He whimpered. My heart swelled at that. He wanted me there. My baby brother wanted his adopted brother to be with him.

“Yeah I’ll be there. I’m just at the graveyard which is like 10 minutes away from the hospital. See you soon.” I told him, I heard him say okay then hung up. I hung up to and put my phone in my messenger bag and standing up. I dusted the snow off of myself and walked out of the cemetery. I walked down the road heading to the hospital thinking about why and how Mr. and Mrs. Way could be dead. Just yesterday they were happy as can be and then the next day they’re dead. But I guess that is life, the people that you think that will live forever don’t and end up being the first ones to die. I finally arrived at the hospital and walked into it going to the waiting room. I immediately spotted a boy with messy blonde hair and glasses. It was Mikey. I walked over to him and kneeled in front of him.

“Hey,” I whispered. His head shot up and his eyes met mine. He had tears streaming down his face and his eyes had a broken look in them. I saw one look at him and wrapped my arms around him. He sobbed into my shoulder and just kept on babbling, saying how it wasn’t fair and they deserved to be here. I just gently rocked him and stroked his hair as I held him. He finally stopped crying and sat him wiping his nose. His eyes were blood shot and glassy.

“Can you tell me how it happened?” I whispered to him. I saw him slowly nod and open his mouth.

“T-they were heading out to go get something, I don’t know what. Said it was for you I think…” My heart sank at that. So it was my fault that they were dead. “And it was really icy and the news people said not to go out…I tried to tell them that, but they wouldn’t listen.” He started to cry again. “Why wouldn’t they listen Gee? Why wouldn’t they listen to me?” I looked at him sadly. No fourteen year old should go through the pain of losing both his parents in the same day.
“I don’t know Mikes, I don’t know.” He nodded and then continued.

“I-I was told they slid on ice and slammed into a big truck. They were both killed on impact. There was no way either of them would have survived.” He had tears leaking out of his eyes and I gently brushed them away. “I miss them,” he flung himself at me and sobbed into my shoulder. I rocked him and kept on repeating: “I’m sorry, so sorry.” I stroked his hair until he fell asleep in my arms. He must have been exhausted from crying for so long. I was still on the floor but afraid of moving in case I woke him up. I moved my arm until I found the opening to my bag I dug in and found my phone bringing it out and checking the screen.

4 miss calls
2 from Frankie
2 from Patrick

I looked at the screen trying to decide who to call back, I finally settled on Frankie. I called him back and put my phone to my ear and listening to it ring. He picked up on the second ring.

“Hey Gee,” he said happily.

“Hey Frankie,” I whispered so as not to wake Mikey.

“Why are you whispering?” He asked. I knew he would pick up on that, that is Frank for you.

“I’m at the hospital,” I whispered. I heard a pause and then a scream.

“Why are you at the hospital? Do you need me to come?” He questioned.

“M-my parents are dead,” I chocked out.
“Oh Gee, I’m so sorry. I’ll be there as soon as I can.” I weakly replied and he hung up. I clung to Mikey and cried into his shoulder. Letting my emotions out for the first time over this, letting my anguish of losing yet another family and that I might have to go back into the horrid system and drag Mikes with me. I couldn’t do that to him. He didn’t deserve that. I rested my head on his and closed my eyes.

I opened them when I heard someone softly calling my name. I looked up and saw Frank. He looked windblown and out of breath, like he had run all the way here. I raised an eyebrow at him.

“Did you run all the way here?” I asked. I saw him nod trying to get a deep breath. He finally accomplished that and sat down next to me.

“So, if you don’t mind me asking, how did they die?” He questioned. I looked at him and retold the story that Mikey had told me. He wrapped me in his arms and I dug my head into his chest. “So what’s gonna happen to you two?” He asked after awhile. I shrugged; I honestly had no idea what would happen to us. “Well I would suggest you could come live with us…but my mom can hardly take care of me let alone two more boys.” I weakly chuckled at that.

“I guess I could ask Pete and Patrick if they could take us in.” I said finally. Frank raised his brow at me. “What? I already practically live there, and they are like a family to me. Also I know they were cleared by the state to adopt.” I explained. Frank just shook his head and leaned down and pressed a kiss to the top of mine.

“I guess that could work, but shouldn’t you ask them first?” he asked. I nodded and untangled myself from him so I could call them. Mikey had woken up earlier and moved to a chair staring off into space, I knew this wasn’t a good thing and I would probably have to ask Patrick what to do about that. I got up off the floor and sat in a chair. I checked the time, 10:45. Patrick would be in group and if I knew anything about Pete he wouldn’t even be up at this time. I dialed Patrick’s number hoping he would pick up.


Patrick’s POV

I was talking to the group about different ways to deal with their problems when I shrilling noise broke the group. I looked around trying to figure out who’s phone it was. When everyone came in, they had to turn their phones off. When I couldn’t figure out who it was, everyone had pulled out their phones and told me it wasn’t theirs. I pulled mine out and saw that it was mine. I checked the screen to see who it was. When I saw who it was my stomach immediately eased with the tension I had been carrying around.

Gerard

I looked at the group and told them to just do whatever while I took this. I rushed out of the doors and into an empty hallway. I hit the green answer button and put it to my ear.

“Gee?” I asked worried. I had been worrying about him after I saw his note on the kitchen table.

“Yeah it’s me,” he whispered. I let out a breath of relief.

“Thank god, you had me worried.” I chuckled.

“I left a note,” he replied.

I sighed, “I know you still had me worried. Now did you want something?”

I heard a pause. “Ugh yeah, can you come to the hospital?”

“Why?” I asked.

“B-because m-my parents are dead.” I could hear the sorrow and guilt in his voice. Why he would feel guilty I do not know. “I was wondering if you and Pete could come down and be with Mikey and I.”

I nodded then realized that he couldn’t see me and answered. “Of course, give me 20 minutes.”

I heard him whimper out an okay. I hung up and went back into the room. No one was really talking to each other. I didn’t expect them to. I looked at them and cleared my throat.

“I’m sorry to cut this short, but someone really important to me needs me. So y’all can leave.” I saw a few of them smile and get up. I knew that most of them hated it here and I don’t blame them. Lord knows Gerard does. He complains every time we get within 10 feet of this building. I quickly grabbed my coat and keys calling Pete along the way.

“What?” He said groggily.

“Meet me at the hospital, Gerard needs us.” I stated bluntly. That woke him up, I could hear him getting out of bed and moving around. I hung up and climbed in my car starting the engine and taking the 20 minute trip to the hospital.

Notes

This chapter even makes me sad ;^;


I am so sorry for not updating, i've been really busy and haven't really in the mood.

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