Return To Me, My Love

FRANK'S POV

I slowly enter the room, pushing the door aside and as I look up I see Gerard's eyes are closed and I try to walk lighter, not wanting to wake him but after another step he says "Dad could you get me some..." His sentence trailing off as he opens his eyes and sees that it's me instead. I freeze in place as his eyes meet mine, his face busted up and his body broken and I feel my chest grow tight, my heart feeling like its being crushed as I see the love of my life in that condition. "What do you need baby?" I ask when I manage to find my voice again, willing to give him anything he could possibly want. "Water" he says after a few long seconds and I nod, saying "Of course" as I make my way over to where Mikey left a bottle of water before, grabbing it and removing the lid before grabbing the straw he left too and putting it in, bringing it over so Gerard can have a drink. After a few long seconds Gerard slumps back into the pillows and I figure he's had enough so I sit the bottle back on the table before sitting down in the chair beside the bed. "How are you feeling?" I ask, mentally kicking my own ass for asking such a stupid question and Gerard just stares at me for a second before spitting "How do you think?" I sigh softly to myself, my eyes drifting towards the cast on his wrist before saying "I'm sorry, you know I would never do that to you intentionally right? It was an accident and...." "Sorry really isn't doing anything for me" Gerard snaps and I close my mouth, not wanting to say the wrong thing and make him more upset with me. I remain silent for a few minutes, just replaying everything in my head before it becomes too much and I choke out "I thought I was going to lose you. There was so much blood and you wouldn't....I couldn't wake you up" before I get so worked up I can't speak anymore, tears streaming down my face as the image of Gerard's twisted, broken body laying at the bottom of those stairs burns itself even further into my memory, the blood gushing from his head seeming like it would never stop. I take a deep shaky breath before glancing up at Gerard's face and I see his eyes swollen with tears and I sniffle before saying "Don't cry babe, I can't stand to see you cry." Gerard's bottom lip starts to quiver so I shuffle closer to the bed and reach out to gently cup his cheek, Gerard wincing in pain so I immediately remove my hand, my eyes wandering his face and taking in all the damage up close, his beautiful, perfect face busted and swollen and black and it breaks my heart all over again. "Stop" Gerard chokes out, his eyes pleading with me and I frown slightly in confusion as I ask "Stop what?" "Stop looking, I don't want anyone to look" he tells me and I swallow hard as I shift my gaze down to my feet, hearing Gerard sigh in relief and as much as its killing me to not look at him if that's what he wants right now I won't look.

I spend another twenty minutes with Gerard, both of us remaining silent before I decide to leave so his dad can come back in. I run through a million things I want to say in my mind but I don't say any of them as I leave the room, not wanting to upset him any further and once I make it a few steps down the hallway I break, sliding down to sit on the floor, my legs pulled up to my chest as I bury my face in my knees and sob, the image of Gerard broken and bleeding flashing behind my eyes like some sick torture device and I know it will haunt me forever, this whole situation my fault. I sit on the floor bawling my eyes out until a warm hand touches my arm and I jerk back, bringing my head up to see Mikey kneeling in front of me, his forehead creased in concern. "Come on" he says after a few long seconds, pushing himself back up before reaching down to help me up and once I'm on my feet again he leads me down the hall to the bathroom. "Wash you face, get your shit together and we'll be in the waiting room" he tells me, reaching out to take Petes hand before they keep walking and I push open the door, stepping into the men's room and seeing it's empty. I quickly cross to the sink, starting the cold water and splashing some on my face before I look up and catch my reflection in the mirror, my gaze narrowing in on my still swelling black eye, the skin a violent shade of purple before I shift my gaze down to my lip, the skin starting to scab and I feel my hands start to shake as I think about the fight earlier, Ian's words ringing in my ear again. "We kissed....I'm going to fight for him.....You don't deserve him..." I scream out, kicking at the bin beside the basin, sending it flying across the room, trash flying everywhere as I struggle to calm myself down, attempting to take deep breaths.

After I calm myself down again I go and meet Mikey and Pete in the waiting room, the three of us deciding to go get coffee so we all go down to the cafeteria, getting our coffee before taking a seat by the window. We sit in awkward silence for a few minutes before Pete tries to start a conversation and we talk for a few minutes before it dies again and we fall back into the awkward silence. Just as I'm finishing up my coffee Mikey's phone rings and it's his dad, letting us know that we are leaving now and I follow Mikey and Pete back down to Gerard's room, all of us standing outside and I tell them I'm going in to say goodbye and I'll meet them outside. Gerard's dad nods, patting me on the shoulder as he steps past me and starts walking away with Mikey and Pete and I take a deep calming breath before I go back into Gerard's room. As soon as Gerard comes into view I drop my gaze to the floor, remembering our earlier conversation and wanting to do whatever I can to make him feel better. I cross the room to stand beside the bed and once I stop moving I softly ask "Do you want me to stay?" Gerard takes a long time to answer and I almost raise my head to look at him when he says "You should rest, I'll be here tomorrow." I nod slowly, feeling my chest grow tight and a lump form in my throat before I can't take it any longer and I look up, locking eyes with Gerard before saying "I love you." "I love you too" he tells me and I can't help the massive smile that spreads across my face, my lip stinging and throbbing but I don't care, my heart fluttering at his words. I lean in, unable to help myself as I press a feather light kiss to the corner of Gerard's mouth, avoiding all the scrapes and bruises he has and when I straighten back up I say "I'll be back first thing." Gerard nods, his face not as hard and closed off as before and I smile like an idiot to myself as I leave the room, giving Gerard the space he wants right now.

After I meet up with the others downstairs we head back to our hotels, me checking into a new one after being kicked out of the other one earlier and when I get to my new room I go straight for the bathroom, stripping off and getting into the shower, the water so hot it stings a little and the room almost immediately fills with steam but it feels amazing. After I manage to drag myself out I dry off and redress in clean clothes, collapsing onto the bed, my body exhausted but my mind won't shut down, Gerard running through my mind and I decide I can't wait until tomorrow, getting up and pulling my shoes and jacket back on before leaving the room and walking down the street to a small market, picking some nice flowers before getting a cab to the hospital. When I go in the nurse tells me visiting hours are over but I tell her who I am and she smiles and says "Go on up." I get in the elevator, heading up to Gerard's floor and as I approach the room I slow down, running my free hand through my hair as the other clutches the flowers before I gently push the door open and go in, my heart stopping as I see a familiar body slumped over the side of the bed, a hand that's not mine clutching Gerard's hand as he sleeps.

Notes

So I figured maybe it was about time for a Frank chapter