I'm Not Okay

I was staring at the floor of the hospital waiting room with Frank rubbing my back comfortingly when I noticed Pete and Patrick walk in. I immediately stood up and shook Mikey away, he slowly woke up and stood up blinking away the sleep form his eyes. I watched them walk towards us and Patrick stand in front of me.

“Gerard…how are you doing?” He asked me concerned. I just shrugged. I wasn’t the one to worry about, Mikey was. So I told him jus that. He turned to Mikey. “Mikey how are you doing?” And just like me, Mikey shrugged and weakly whispered out.

“I…I dunno. It doesn’t feel real…I feel like any minute they’re gonna walk through those doors and tell me how silly I was being for thinking they were dead…but then I realize that they wont be and it just-“ at this point he started to sob and curl into himself. Frank, my ever loving and amazing boyfriend, kneeled next to him and rubbed his back while whispering things to him. I watched for a little bit then turned to look at Pete whow as looking back at me.

“Pete…” I said. He turned to look at me fully.

“yes?” he replied.

“I wanna talk tot you.” I started to walk to the automatic doors and motioned for him to follow me outside. I walked outside into the cold and watched my breath come out in white puffs. It made me really want a cigarette then.

I heard the doors slide open and someone stand next to me.

“You wanted to talk?” He whispered quietly while rubbing his hands together and pulling his coat tighter around his body to preserve that body heat. I turned back and faced the road and whispered quietly.

“I want you and Patrick to adopt us.” I heard hims top his movement and suck in a breath.

“W-what?” he whispered. I could hear the shock in his voice.

“I want you and Patrick to adopt us.” I repeated. This time I did turn to him to see his reaction. He was staring at me with his mouth open and like I was crazy. Who know I might very well be crazy.

“Gerard…I don’t know…”

And with this words. I felt my whole world come crashing down. I would have to go back through the system and to those aweful foster homes. And to make oit worse, I wouldn’t be going alone. I would b dragging Mikey with me.

I turned my back to him and started to walk away. I shouted over my shoulder.

“You’re nothing to me Pete…not if you can do this simple act…you mean nothing.” I didn’t want for his answer, I ran right into the street and down the road heading to god knows where. And I didn’t care. I just needed to be away from him.

But I left too soon…to soon to hear Pete’s whispered answered. one that the wind would not carry to me.

“I don’t know Gerard because…Patrick and I were going to adopt you anyway…”

Notes

Im baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!

I FINALLY had inspiration to right a chapter. But i am so sorry it's so short. I actually spend most of my time wriing another story so this updates will be starting up again woo!

Sorry if it doesn't make much sense either xD it is almost 1 am