What's life like bleeding on the floor

I wake up confused about where I am and why I'm in a bed, so I try to sit up to look. But as soon as I sit up, I feel a sharp pain in my head, so I slowly lay back down.

"Oh my god, you're awake!" I hear Gerards voice beside me, so I shift my eyes to see him sitting on a chair beside my bed. Then it all comes rushing back to me.

I am in the last stall of the school bathroom, my razor blade sliding across my skin like butter when Gerard walks in. Shit, did I forget to lock the door again? He yells "Frank Anthony Iero! What the fuck are you doing!?" Then I pass out and hit my head on the toilet. That's why my head hurts so bad.

That's why I'm in the infirmary. I went too deep. Again. I've got to stop doing that!

Gerards POV

"Oh my god, you're awake!" Is the first thing I say when I realize Gerard is awake. And alive for that matter. God, I thought he'd be dead! "Are you all right, can you speak?"

"Fuck, my head hurts." I laugh and say "do you remember why your head hurts?" "Uh, i think so." Good, i wont have to explain it to him.

"Did you tell the nurse?" He asks in a worried tone. "No, i just asked her if i could borrow some supplies and she said it was fine." An akward silence passes over but he interrupts it.

"D-do I have to see a therapist n-now?" "Do you want to?" "N-no." He stutters, barely audible and crying.

"I will be taking care of you for a while though," i say. He just nods at me slowly, picking at the sheet that covers him.

"Are you hungry?" I ask. He had been out for a while, so i was worried.

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