What it means to live
Firsts and lasts
We left he restaurant much to my pleasure and hopped into a car and began to drive we stop. Gerard exits and comes back. He passes around blunts and a lighter and we light up. All getting high off our asses. I pull Frank to me and start to kiss him rater roughly climbing on top of him in the back seat.
"I've been wanting this since I first saw you." I blank I re awaken. Laying on top of Frank no clothes on either of us. Before I know what happens next I begin to vomit profusely onto Frank. It's blood. The panic. I can't stop its getting everywhere I feel my nose begining to trickle mixing with the blood and stomach acid. It stops and I can breathe I intake sharp breaths. It hurts. "Help." I croak. Frank is staring at me frightened. The guys look disgusted. And it starts again all over myself blood. I cry out. And Frank snaps to life and dresses me gently along with himself. And starts screaming at Gerard to go. To drive. I begin crying. finally being relieved of the vomit and Frank holds me close. "It's alright" he whispers wiping my face. He picks me up carrying my back into the hospital laying me on my bed and hitting the call button.
