Rainstorms and Artforms

“Gerard! Wake up! A voice yelled, but it faded. I couldn’t wake up; I was stuck in my slumber.
The creature squeezed my throat hard, I fell. I fell into a deep pit, out of breath. I couldn’t move or barely breathe. The creature got closer and gave me a sinister look with its deep black eyes. “The end” it whispered…
I woke up, drenched in my own sweat, and connected to several machines measuring my pulse and other vital organs.
“He’s awake!” an unfamiliar voice said notifying other doctors, I slowly opened my eyes to see several professionals looking straight at me. “Honey?” a female nurse was trying to talk to me.
I sat up as much as I could without causing several machines to lose their mechanical minds. “I am awake?” I asked questioning everything. I learned that I never was truly awake after the thing. I was constantly seeing and hearing every fictional demon, awake or asleep, but when I was awake they were closer to get me.
“Gee! You’re awake” I looked to see the new boy, Frank. I grunted at him as he used my nickname again, I could’ve sworn I scared him away, and that he hated me, but here he was. He stared at me with a blank expression. I nodded, answering his questioning. I was awake.
I am awake.
There were several people watching me, watching every move I made. I looked at my left arm to see that I was stuck with a needle, “Thank god you did it when I was asleep.” I mumbled, looking at the IV that was in the bend of my elbow.
“What happened?” a young women asked me, I thought about my dreams and just shook my head.
“I’d prefer not to say.” I said trying to remove the sensors from my chest. The nurse looked confused with my response.
“Do you not want help? She asked, with her eyes still focused on me, trying to peal the stickers off me.
“I want to know.” I said which alarmed everyone. Doctors murmured around me “what do you think he means” was said, by god knows who. I spoke up again. “I want to know where I am. What’s going on?”
“Oh sweetie, you’re in the hospital. A young boy heard screaming and called for help, now here you are.” The same female nurse said.
I looked over to Frank, who waved shyly. “Sorry. I was going back to your room to apologize, and I heard you screaming.” I shook my head.
“Why would you apologize?” I tried to memorize everything he and I went through in the past two days, and besides for me yelling at him, there was nothing he had to apologize for. I looked down and felt guilty for everything.
I am the monster.
I figured I was drugged enough to stay awake, and just couldn’t remember because, it felt like instantly I was in Doctor Leto’s group surrounded by serial killers, depressed head cases and many other mental disorders.
“Gerard?” Doctor Leto asked as if we were in a deep conversation, I had no idea what was going on.
“Pardon?” I asked as I came to realization. “I have no idea what’s going on.” I spoke up, fearing everyone’s reactions. I no longer had a sharp IV in my forearm, I had Frank’s arm linked in mine. I pulled my arm away, something about him made him feel compelled to be by my side. I didn’t mind the company at all, it was just different.
“You’re in our noon discussion.” Doctor Leto announced, watching me look down in shame.
“Was I asleep?” I inhaled sharply. “All night, all morning?” I asked scared, who could’ve heard my screams for help, did I scream? I didn’t actually want to know.
“You are just heavily medicated Gerard.” Doctor Leto said, he opened his mouth to continue his statement.
“With what? What did you drug me up with this time?” I asked, how long have I been awake? Again I didn’t care enough to know.
“Normal pills, Gerard.” Doctor Leto included my name just in case I forgot it or something. I knew everything, except what I needed to know, and I needed to know more.

Notes

A/N
Sorry, this is awfully short! I did it kind of on the spot and It's just a filler chapter. I got caught up in working ahead, so 3 is a lot better.So stay subbed to this!

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