Yes, Mr. Way

"I'm hungry" I complained, looking over at Gerard who was drifting to sleep, "Uh, umm, we should get some food" he smiled, getting up quickly and grabbing a pizza menu, we scanned the menu and decided on a pepperoni one, "I guess that will do" Gerard laughed, picking his phone up and dialing the number. Once he had called he joined me back on the couch, "How you feeling now?" he asked, "I dunno, it hurts if that's what your asking" I sighed, lifting up my t shirt to reveal the bandage on my wound. Gerard shook his head, "I hate to see you in so much pain Frank", "I know Gee" I mumbled, pulling my t shirt back down to hide my shame. A few minutes passed as we sat in silence, it wasn't awkward, but it wasn't exactly comfortable.

The pizza arrived and Gerard set it on the table in front of us, "Eat up" he smiled, picking up a slice and putting it to his mouth. I slowly eat a slice, but the pain in my wound seemed to get worse as it was in my stomach area, I was hungry, but eating seemed impossible. I put the crust down and looked at Gerard, "It hurts so much, I cant eat anymore", Concern soon swept Gerards face, he put his food down and looked at me, "You look pale Frankie, do you want to lie down?" he asked, fear in his eyes, "No, you eat it will probably go soon" I mumbled, my hand on the area of discomfort, which didn't really help but it seemed a natural reflex when I was in pain. I suddenly heaved, I covered my mouth as got up quickly, pain shooting through me, I managed to get to the toilet just in time as I threw up everywhere, I hung my head over the toilet bowl and let the contents of my stomach pour out. Gerard ran in to me and rubbed my back, "Shit Frank are you sure your okay?" he said, panicking. I sat back against the wall and saw blood on my shirt, "Fuck, I think I tore my stitches" I panted, lifting my top up revealing the now bloody bandage, Gerard gasped at the sight, "Please don't send me back to hospital" I begged, Gerard nodded, "Ill go get a fresh bandage" he said as he ran to get a spare bandage that the hospital had given me. He came back with it and some water to clean the blood, he seemed to know what he was doing that's for sure.

I winced as he gently removed the blood covered bandage, revealing my torn stitches, "I cant just leave them broken stitches in" he said, "Am I okay to remove them?" he asked, "Do it" I mumbled, grimacing at the sight of my mangled stomach. "I guess I could try and use some bandage tape to hold your wound together" he asked, as he pulled out some tweezers. "Yeah can you just do it already" I snapped, looking away as Gerard gently pulled the individual stitches out, "I'm sorry if it hurts" he said. After he had got the last one out and cleaned up the blood he gently put bandage tape over the open wound, closing it up, he then put a bandage over it, covering the whole thing. "That better?" Gerard asked, handing me a clean t shirt, I nodded, "I guess so, thanks" I said, carefully getting up and putting the clean t shirt on. Gerard took my blood covered one and put it in a basket, "Ill wash that for you" he smiled, "Thanks" I mumbled, sitting on the bed. Gerard joined me as I lay down. "Do you need painkillers?" he asked, "No, Ill probably just throw them back up" I sighed. He gently put an arm around me and kissed my forehead, "Try to sleep now Frankie, Ill be right here" Gerard whispered.

Notes

hii, sorry its short but I hope you all enjoy:3