They Could Care Less, As Long As Someone Will Bleed

All I could hear were muffled sounds, kinda like beeps but I couldn't tell. Everything was still black, but I was starting to feel more alive. I opened my eyes a little bit but the white walls blinded me. I had a splitting headache and felt my hands shaking. I slowly opened my eyes and got scared. I wasn't in Frank's room anymore.

"Gee!" I didn't have time to react before Frank jumped on me and threw his arms around my neck. It took me a second to grasp my situation before I grabbed Frankie's waist and pulled him close.

"I didn't know what happened. I panicked and called 911 cause I don't wanna lose you. I thought I lost you Gee..." I could tell he was crying and I felt bad. I rubbed his back and said, "Shh it's okay. I'm here. What happened exactly?"

Frank dried his eyes with his hands and pulled away. "You collapsed in my room. You said you didn't feel good and you were falling all over the place and when we got to my room you just...." It was starting to come back. I remembered getting dizzy and I remember falling.

We heard the door open and Frank jumped off me. "Mr. Way you're awake. I'm Doctor Wentz but you can call me Pete," he said with a smile. "It seems you had a low blood sugar attack, that's why you're shaking at the moment and you lost consciousness. Do you remember the last time you ate anything?"

Fuck. Truth is, I don't eat. I don't want to. I think I'm fat, so why gain weight. "Ummmm. Probably early this week...." I saw Frank's eyes widen. This wasn't gonna end well.

"Are you anorexic?" "I guess, I hardly ever eat but I don't purge or binge or whatever. I never consider myself anorexic, I just don't like my body so I don't eat..." Pete was scribbling down what I told him on his clipboard. I glanced over at Frank who had his head down so I couldn't see his face.

"Well Gerard, we don't need to keep you. Just make sure that you eat at least once or twice every day. If you have another attack that results in unconsciousness in the next week then we will have to send you somewhere for anorexia. Take care." "Thanks Pete," I said as he left the room.

Frank hasnt moved since I said I haven't eaten. I'm worried now. "Frankie?" He didn't move. I got up and walked over to him. I pulled him into my chest and held the back of his head in my hands. He sobbed into my chest. "I'm sorry Frankie...you don't deserve the have me in your life. I'm just a waste of time and I don't take care of myself..." "Shut up," I heard muffled against my chest. Frank lifted his head so he was staring me in the eye. Seeing the pain in his eyes killed me.

"Just shut up okay. You are not a waste of time. You are my best friend. You're the only person whose ever been there for me. My mom left, my dad's an alcoholic and I don't have any friends other than you and Mikey. I cut myself thinking that every drop of blood I she'd would help me feel better and release the pain. Just for once in my life I want to feel okay and loved. Gerard you're the only person whose ever made me feel that way. Please don't leave me. I...I love you Gee..."

Tears of my own we're falling down my face. His last three words made me feel on top of the world. I cupped Frank's cheeks in my hands. "I promise you I won't leave. You and Mikey are all that's keeping me alive. You've given me purpose in life Frankie. Frank Anthony Iero I am in love with you and I will do anything to keep you in my life," fuck it I'm going for it. "Will you be mine?"

Notes

Cute ending x3 guiseee follow me on Instagram--> @Lost_Sympathy ohh and I had to add Pete xD thanks Pete