Just Look at All That Pain

"Gee... Gee? Can you hear me? Gee? Fucking shit... Gee?"
Gerard vaguely realized Mikey was kneeling over him as he laid on the cold, tiled floor.
'How fucking long was I out for,' he thought to himself as he came back into consciousness. He managed to utter out Mikey's name before he remember what had happened.
"Oh fucking hell, Gerard. What happened?" Mikey yelled.
Then it hit him. Without realizing, he muttered " so- someone has Fr- fr- frank."
" What do you mean," Mikey questioned, sounding seriously concerned.
"The note," Gerard said more clearly and more determined. Through his squinted eyes, Gerard could see Mikey looking for something around him.
"Gee, there's nothing here," Mikey eventually said, with a deeper note of worry in his voice.
"The fucking note. Help me up," Gerard demanded as he reached out to him brother.
He stumbled to his feet with the help of Mikey. Gerard frantically searched around him. The only thing that hinted back to before he passed out, was the glint of tear drops on the floor and the open mailbox with the key still in the lock.
"Mikey, I swear to you that I'm not lying. Someone mailed me a note saying 'Im safe' in Frank's handwriting. Someone has him, Mikey," Gerard said frantically as tears started falling again.
"Gee, come on. Let's get you back upstairs," Mikey said as he wrapped his arm around Gerard's shoulder. He led him back to the elevator and back into the apartment.
When they returned, Brendon and Ray were both in the middle of phone calls and pacing around the living room.
Ray noticed him first and almost immediately said, "Never mind, he's back" before hanging up.
"What the fuck man? Where the hell have you been," Ray snapped angrily.
"He was passed out on the floor by the mail boxes," Mikey snapped back. Ray's expression immediately changed.
"Maybe we should go to the hospital. He doesn't look very good," Brendon added after a small pause. That's when everyone realized how bad he looked. Gerard stood, proped up in the doorway by Mikey. He was a pasty white with huge bags under his eyes.
"Maybe that's a good idea. Ray, can you call us a taxi," Mikey asked as he ushered Gerard into the living room and sat in on the couch.
"Yea sure," Ray answered as he pulled his phone out again.
Gerard just sat there, completely unaware of his surroundings.
"One's coming in ten minutes," Ray said after he slid his phone back into his pocket.
"Ok, thanks," Mikey said over his shoulder as he walked into the kitchen and grabbed a glass and filled it from the tap. "If you guys wanna go that's fine. I can manage."
"I might go," Brendon said, "but if you need anything just let me know. I'll call you later, Mikes."
"If they take him in let me know and I'll come and get you," Ray said as he headed towards the front door with Brendon following.
"Don't worry, I'll let you both know what they say," Mikey said quietly as he pulled Gerard off the couch.
" I'm ok," Gerard muttered as he stood up. He let Mikey lead him to the door and he stood in the hallway while Mikey locked the door.
When they got to the bottom floor, the taxi was waiting for them. They both slid into the back seat before Mikey said to the driver, "Belmont Psychiatric Hospital, please."

Notes

Hii guys :) So tomorrow I'm moving to England so I think I'm going to have a lot of free time on my hands... At least for the next few weeks.. Ill write a few more chapters in the airport tomoorow
love you guys and thanks for being so awesome xxx

For all you that are starting school again, good luck, you're beautiful and you're going to do amazing :) and if you're not, your still beautiful and you cab do whatever you set your mind to ok??