Kill This Venom From My Heart

I wake up a few hours later with a pounding ache in my left butt cheek and my left leg feels like dead weight. I slide my hand down, gently massaging over where the doctor gave me the shots before but it does nothing to ease the ache, the pain flaring up slightly as I move to slide across to the edge of the mattress and as I sit up the pain shoots up my side. I clench my jaw, bracing my hands against the mattress as I force myself to move again, the need to use the bathroom too great to ignore anymore and as I push myself up to stand my left leg wobbles and I almost fall, tipping to the side and catching myself against the bedside cabinet before I fall completely. I stumble across the room on shaky legs, wincing slightly at the unpleasant sensations shooting through my leg and side with each step I take and after I'm finished in the bathroom I slowly stumble downstairs in search of Gerard who I find sprawled out on the couch watching a cooking show. "Hey" I croak out, my voice still thick with sleep and Gerard's head snaps around to look in my direction. "Hey baby how are you feeling?" He asks as he stands up and rushes over to wrap his arm around my waist. "I'm alright, just a little sore" I tell him as we make our way to the couch, Gerard helping me to get settled comfortably, a soft pillow under my hip as I lay down and Gerard slides onto the couch beside me, letting me lay against him.

We stay on the couch for the rest of the afternoon, watching movies and we order in takeout, sharing each other's food before Gerard leaves the room with the trash, coming back a few minutes later with a blanket and he helps me lay down on my side, gently climbing onto the couch behind me before settling the blanket over us and pulling me back against his chest as he wraps his arm around me and I smile as I snuggle further back into his warmth, Gerard's soft warm lips pressing a soft kiss to my temple. "Love you" he whispers in my ear and I smile wide as I slide my hand down under the blanket to rest over his on my stomach, rubbing my thumb over his wedding ring. "Love you more" I tell him, Gerard chuckling to himself before we fall silent again, focusing on the movie we are watching and I feel my eyes getting heavier and heavier, my stomach full and my body warm and relaxed and I am asleep before the movie finishes.

The next morning I wake up still on the couch, my face pressed into Gerard's neck as he breathes deep and even, his arm still wrapped tight around my waist and I smile to myself as I tilt my head, my nose skimming against Gerard's neck as I breathe in his scent. "Tickles" he groans out, his body tensing before relaxing a second later and I giggle softly before saying "Sorry baby." We lay in silence for another ten minutes, just cuddling close under the blanket before I yawn and slowly roll back, moving off the couch and standing up as I stretch my arms above my head, my joints popping and cracking and it feels amazing. After I help Gerard off the couch I leave the room, going upstairs and into the bathroom where I start the shower, crossing the room to the basin while the water heats up and I grab my new medication off the bench, shaking two pills out into my palm after reading the instructions on the bottle and I put them into my mouth before starting the cold water and sticking my mouth under to gulp down enough water to swallow the pills. Once they're down I turn the water off and cross back to the shower, dropping my boxers before stepping in and adjusting the water, sighing in relief as the water warms me up.

Halfway through my shower Gerard comes into the bathroom dressed in sweatpants and one of my tshirts and I smile as I open the cubicle door and invite him in but he pouts and shakes his head as he says "I'd love to but you have visitors downstairs babe." "Who?" I ask, knowing I'm not expecting anyone and Gerard tells me Brian and the rest of the band are here to see me. I frown in confusion, wondering what they could want that couldn't be discussed over a phone call as I tell Gerard to let them know I'll be right down. I quickly finish washing myself before turning the water off and stepping out of the cubicle, drying off and wrapping the towel around my waist as I make my way down the hall to the bedroom, pulling on clean jeans and a tshirt and I make my way downstairs where I find the guys sitting around the living room, their faces all matching expressions of sadness mixed with fear.

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