Kill This Venom From My Heart

The girls all fall silent, staring at me in shock before they start talking over one another again and Gerard leans back and tilts his head to whisper "This is kinda freaking me out." I sigh softly as I tighten my arms around his waist, turning my head to press a soft kiss to his temple before saying "It's very nice to meet you guys but we're trying to have some private couple time right now." The girls all look disappointed before one of them speaks up to ask "Can we get a picture really quick?" "Sure" I say with a smile, letting go of Gerard and stepping around him as he steps up to the front of the line to buy tickets while I take the picture. Once the picture is done I say goodbye to the girls and walk over to where Gerard is waiting near the door to the theatre and slip my arms around his waist as I lean in and press my forehead to his. "Are you alright babe?" "Yeah" he sighs out before adding "It's just too much right now." "I get that. Are you sure you're ok?" He smiles and nods before leaning in and pressing is lips to mine and I kiss back before we pull apart and walk into the theatre hand in hand.

A week later I wake up with the worst stomach pain I've ever experienced, rolling off the side of the bed and curling into a ball on the floor but it does nothing to help and when Gerard comes back into the room freshly showered he rushes over and kneels beside me, his hands reaching out to gently touch my cheek and arm. "Baby what's wrong?" He asks and I groan before gasping out "My stomach." "What can I do? Should I call an ambulance?" He asks, his face pulled into a concerned frown and I shake my head before saying "I need you to call my doctor, see if I can get in to see him," explaining where he'll find the number and he presses a soft kiss to my forehead before standing up and leaving the room, going downstairs to call and a few minutes later he comes back up with my bag of medication and a bottle of water. "He can see you in two hours babe. I don't know if this will help in the meantime" he says, sitting the bag and bottle aside and helping me slowly sit up before offering them to me and I take a handful of pills, washing them down before Gerard helps me up onto the bed again and lays with me, spooning me and gently rubbing his warm hand over my bare stomach and I find myself relaxing a little despite the agonising pain at his soothing touch.

An hour later Gerard helps me up, my stomach still hurting but not as intense, helping me get ready before we go downstairs and I get into the passenger seat of my car, Gerard driving me to the clinic where my doctor is. We sit in the waiting room, Gerard letting me squeeze his hand when the pain flares up until the doctor comes out and shoots me a sympathetic smile and I get up and cross the lobby to his office, shooting Gerard a small smile before going inside. Twenty minutes and two shots later I leave the office, a prescription in my hand and Gerard takes me home, stopping by a pharmacy on the way to get my new medication and by the time we get there I am so drowsy from the shots Gerard practically has to carry me inside, my eyes closed and I fall asleep almost as soon as my head hits the pillow.

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