Truth Be Told

*Frank’s P.O.V*

Frank didn’t understand why Gerard apologized to him. Frank didn’t understand why he ran from him either. Frank didn’t understand Gerard. He thought for sure Gerard would definitely laugh or make fun of him because of the bandages around his wrist but, instead his eyes softened. He didn’t think Gerard had that side of him. Though he really didn’t know Gerard.

Frank couldn’t get the image of Gerard’s eyes out of his head. They were so raw and exposed, they showed pain, fear, sorrow pain, a stark contrast to Gerard’s normal eyes. Frank also couldn’t understand why Gerard tried to be nice to him and sit with him! What was that about? Maybe because of Bob, he wanted to talk to him? Gerard made his head hurt, and ironically they hadn’t said more than a few sentences to him.

As Frank stumbled down the hall to the dining hall he mulled over the thought of Gerard sitting with him again. When he sat down at his own table he look over to Gerard’s. Frank frowned as he realized Gerard’s back was to him. Looking back at his cereal he heard his name called from a fat nurse. Frank walked up to the nurse she instructed him to go to Dr. Friedman’s office for an individual emergency therapy session. This really unnerved him due to two facts: 1. He had decided he hated Dr. Friedman and 2. He really didn’t want to discuss what he did. Frank knocked on her door and heard her say “come in!” He walked in and sat in a really uncomfortable squeaky chair.

“Now Frank what you did yesterday night was not acceptable. Do you hear me?” Without letting Frank nod or anything she continued. “I don’t know what you were thinking or how you found that sharp item to hurt yourself with! Next time you want to hurt yourself or even think about killing yourself I want you to come and talk to me about it. We were lucky John found you in time our you’d be dead, do you understand that? Is that what you want? Death? Frank you have so much to live-” and with that Frank stormed out not wanting to hear Friedmans bullshit. Frank wanted to die and everytime he had almost succeded he failed. He was a failure he could never do anything right. That’s what his parents always told him as they pushed him out the front door, telling him never to return. Frank wasn’t loved, wanted, he was a failure. Finally after running down the hall he collapsed into his bed tears flooding out as he cried everything out and falling to sleep.

*Gerard’s P.O.V*

Gerard had avoided Frank at breakfast he didn’t know how to approach him. He didn’t want to deal with Frank he knew he would get too involved with him because he reminded him of someone he wasn’t sure who though.

“Gerard visitor” a male nurse said to him after breakfast.

Gerard followed the nurse to where he assumed was where visitors were supposed to be seen. He had never had a visitor in the year he had been in the hell hole they called a hospital. When he turned the corner a thin man with brown hair was sitting, nervously shaking his leg looking around. As Gerard made his way around the table he sat down and look at the kid and realized who it was. It was Mikey! His baby brother! Gerard smiled missing his brother immensely.

“How have you been Gerard?” Mikey said smiling.

“How’d you get here Mum and Dad would never let you come?”

“I took the bus and walked the rest of the way. I told them I was going to Brian’s house. I just had to see you Gee, I’ve missed you so much.” Mikey said holding back tears.

“It’s okay Mikes I’m really glad you came. How have you been in this past year?”

“Oh fine”

“Don’t you dare lie to me Michael James Way! You tell me right now if you done it again or if you’ve been having those thoughts again right now.”

Mikey hung his head. “When you were taken away a year ago I was hospitalized because I tried to kill myself again, this time swallowing a whole bottle of pills. Once I got home from that I continued to cut for a bit but I also started to drink a bit. It it helped me forget for a bit but Mum noticed and started taking me to therapy which has helped a bit but occasionally a still slip and cut myself.”

Holding back tears Gerard said: “When was the last time Mikes?”

“Yesterday”

“Let me see it NOW!” Mikey rolled up his left sleeve tears rolling down his cheeks. Gerard looked down upon Mikey’s arm to see two fresh puffy cuts among all his old scars.

“Is this all you did? And don’t even think about lying to me Michael.” Gerard demanded. Mikey rolled up his other sleeve showing Gerard four other cuts on his arm.

“Oh, Mikes how could you do this? Is it really that bad? Oh Mikey, I’m so sorry, I wish I could fix this. I wish I could make you better. I wish I wasn’t in here so I could be there to protect you Mikes and to help you. I’m so sorry Mikey please forgive me Mikes I should've never let my anger get the best of me.”

“Gerard it’s not your fault.” Mikey said barely audible.

“But it is Mikey! It’s all my fault I should have been there for you! I’m your older brother I should be there to protect you!”

“Gerard are you still seeing Bob and Ray and all your other friends?”

“Ya but, Mikes what does that have to do with anything?” Gerard said frowning.

“I have to go Gerard. I will try to stop by again. I love you Gee, try and get better for me please?”

Gerard didn’t know what he had to do to get better but he didn’t want to argue. “I love you too Mikey, and I’ll try as long as you try too, okay?”

“Okay Gee” and on that note the two Way brothers hugged before Mikey left waving as he went.

Notes

So most of it was revealed. sorry this was kinda a sucky chapter I wasn't sure how to reveal it all... Thank you for reading!!