Pills don't help but it sure is funny

*ring ring*

"huh?" I whisper gasping for air, Gerard moaned in a whiny way. He was holding my hips tight as I sat on him, the pain shoot pleasure through my body in some way. "Come backkk" he pants and licks his lips. "Gerard I just need to see who it is" I sigh, pulling my phone up.

I feel my heartbeat getting louder, it was the police station.
"It's t-the police" I whisper clicking the green button. Gerard's face was confused but worried. "Is this Frank Iero?" The voice said as soon as I picked up the call.

"Y-yea" I stuttered, Gerards fingers hugged my hips tighter. "Yesterday we found the almost dead body of a younger man, he told us you could be his contact person, but we have failed to identify the man. He says his name is Bob, but whats his full name" the deep voice said. I felt my heart in my throat.

"Bob Bryar.." I whisper, Gerards eyes suddenly fill up with a bit of anger but still concern. "He got shot" the voice says, "by who?!" I yell out, Gerard shushing me. "We haven't gotten any answers yet, the bullet is unidentified, well he's in a pretty critical condition" the person deepended his voice.

"You should stop by the hospital, it might help his recovery, he keeps yelling out your name" the man sighs, obviously tired.

"I'm coming, ok" I say and hang up. Gerard grab onto my wrists, "where are you going" he whines. "You heard, the hospital. Bob got shot for fuck's sake" I yell back putting on my black shirt and denim skinnyes. Gerard whines and rolls around in his bed "I am so hardddd" he fake cries.

"deal with it" I yell through gritted teeth and put on my almost ruined converse. "Let me go with you" Gerard says and sits up.

I sigh, "if you're nice to Bob" Gerard smirks and puts on his denim and yellow shirt quickly. "Well if you're nice I'm nice, you owe me a blowjob or something though" Gerard sighs putting on his almost brand new doc martens.

I didn't respond, I just ran through the living room as fast as possible, grabbing onto Mikey's car keys. "Gerard hurry up" I said and open the car door. "mikey will stab you" Gerard says and puts all his hair in a beanie and put on his sunglasses. "Hurry up, Bob might die" I yell, trying to stress him.

"Oh bother" Gerard says in a calm voice. I give him a mean look and his smile dissapeared.


I ran in the hospital door almost yelling "Bob Bryar" to receptionist, ms, williams. She was the same that was when I was in the hospital. She nodded and wrote a note as quickly as possible, she apperently knew Gerard's full name and wrote that and handed me the two notes. "Gerard way, visitor"
"Frank Iero, family" that made me giggle. "Room 35!" She yelled after us. We ran into the room, stopping a few minutes to breathe.

There bob was, laying on his back with tubes and needles in his entire body, it made me feel gross. I felt like this was Kit, but even for Kit this was stepping over a line. Gerard had stepped inside the room and just stood there looking.

"I hope you're happy I could have been getting laid now" he sighed, that made me giggle.

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