Gerard's P.O.V

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One week later.

Today was a really bad day. First my alarm went off late. Then I misplaced my shoes leading to me setting out late. Now I'm in a fucking traffic jam. My phone rings. I look at the screen. Mikey. I sigh. Now Mikeys going to be pissed off because I'm late for practice. Great. I press answer. But before I can my phone switches off. Fuck. I forgot to charge it.
Needless to say I got to practice half an hour late. As I walked in, Mikey looked angry. He walked over to me.
"Don't fucking bother." I snapped. Everyone looked at me. "It won't make a fucking difference. I'm pissed off as it is. So back off and let's get this shit done." They all stared at me, mouths wide.
"Take a fucking picture. It lasts longer."
"Whoa, dude." Ray said when I sat down. "You okay?"
"Fucking peachy." I say through gritted teeth.
Mikeys phone rang. After answering it, he brought it to me. "Lyn-z." He said. I grunted and took the phone.
Me: "Yeah?"
Lyn-z: "You could have at least kept your phone on."
Me: "It ran out of fucking battery. So sue me."
Everyone was still staring at me. I don't give a fuck right now.
Lyn-z: "What's wrong with you?"
Me: "Fuck all."
Lyn-z: "Your a ass, Gerard Way."
Me: "Whatever. So why the fuck did you call?"
Lyn-z: "I only called to see how the doctors went."
Me: "Didn't go."
Lyn-z: "Why not?"
Me: "Why do you fucking care? But out my fucking life."
I hang up and pass a shocked Mikey the phone. "We fucking doing this or what?"
Mikey shook his head. "We'll do it when you calm down."
I stand up and kick my chair across the room. "Fuck it then. I'm outta here." I head for the door but Ray grabs my arm and drags me to a corner of the room, away from ear shot.
"Speak." He says.
"What the fuck do you want me to speak about?" I snap angrily at him. "What I had for fucking breakfast?"
He doesn't back down. He looks me straight in the eyes and pushes my back against the wall. "I know you, man. This isn't you. Somethings wrong. Now speak."
I look at him and he lets go. I slide down the wall to sit on the cold floor. I just feel so drained. Ray sits down infront of me. Everyone is still staring at me. "Fuck everything." I say as I bang the back of my head on the wall. I rest my elbows on my knees and run my fingers through my hair.
"Come on, man. What is it?"Ray tries again.

Frank's P.O.V

What's got into Gerard? He never acts like this. Even when he was on the drink and shit. I'm getting really worried about him.

Gerard's P.O.V

I get up and start throwing stuff. Bob and Frank grab me and push me up against the wall.
"Get the fuck off me." I snap.
"Not until you calm down." Bob snaps back.
I close my eyes and lean my head against the wall. They let go but don't move. Then Ray and Mikey join them.
"What's up, bruv." Mikey asked.
I look at him. I shake my head. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you."
Mikey puts his forehead against mine. "Tell me." He whispers. I whisper in his ear and he cries out, bolting the room. Great. Just what I wanted. Bob runs out after him.
Ray looks at me again. "What's wrong, man? We're really worried about you."
"I...went to the doctor." I start. Both Ray and Frank look worried. "They found something."
"What did they find?" Frank asked.
I sigh. "A lump. Possibly cancerous."

Notes

Don't hate me.xxx