Cries Not Heard
Not Sure How Much I Can Endure, And Death Is Knocking At My Door
Gerard’s POV
When Gerard had woken up, he was in the familiar confines of his room. The once cold feeling that settled deep in his chest had become warm. Gerard sighed peacefully before unwillingly getting out of bed. All he wanted to do was get a day’s worth of sleep, or maybe just never wake up, but he had to keep strong. As soon as his feet met the floor, his body crumpled to the floor. Groaning, he got up and threw himself back on his bed. It was obvious that he wasn’t able to be going anywhere any time soon.
Frank’s POV
When Mikey and Frank heard a rather loud thud from downstairs, they shot up from their positions on the couch and raced downstairs. Without knocking, they burst into the basement and was met with the sight of Gerard lying in an awkward position on his bed, legs dangling off the side. Mikey rushed over to help Gerard while Frank was watching the interaction, feet glued to the spot.
“Are you okay, babe?” Mikey said hurriedly as he put Gerard into a more comfortable position and tucked him in. Gerard gave a weak shake of the head and pointed to his head.
“I-I need a couple of advil. I h-hit my head.” Gerard croaked, his throat sore from being sick earlier that day and not having the time to recover. Mikey nodded before kissing his forehead and running upstairs to fetch the medicine and a glass of icy water. Frank and Gerard remained in an awkward silence, both awaiting the return of Mikey. Frank looked over at the mess that was called Gerard. To be honest, his looks have worsened since the bathroom incident that took place a few hours ago. He still had rather large, dark bags under his eyes and his skin was extremely pale, sickenly so. His eyes were red and make-up smudged. To put it simply, he looked terrible.
Frank walked over to his bed and was debating on whether hugging him was to intimate or not and didn’t want to cause trouble. Frank placed a hand on his shoulder, deciding that was the safest option. He gripped Gerard firmly in a comforting manner, silently telling him all will be okay. Gerard glanced up at him and tried his best to give a smile in thanks, but to Frank, it looked more that a grimace of pain. Gerard slowly lifted his hand and placed it on Frank’s before letting it drop and falling back on his pillow.
Mikey came back into the room with his composure regained and handed Gerard two pills and a cool glass of water.
Gerard quietly thanked him, his voice cracking due to pain. He quickly downed the pills and the rest of the water before handing the cup back to Mikey who placed it on the nightstand for the time being.
“Are you feeling any better?” Frank decided to speak up for once, finally having enough of soaking up the tense and awkward atmosphere.
Gerard merely shrugged and his eyes drooped. Mikey and Frank got the message and left, MIkey with the cup in hand. As they were leaving, Gerard mumbled quietly, thinking no one would hear.
“I just wanna sleep and never wake up.”
Frank’s eyes widened as he heard what he could only assume he wasn’t supposed to. He didn’t know if Mikey heard him or not, but he would find out. Mikey led Frank up to his room and shut the door behind them. He took a seat on his bed while Frank took a seat in the desk chair. They sat in silence for a few minutes before Frank decided to finally speak up.
“Did… did you hear what he said as we left?” Frank asked, voice laced with worry and fear. Mikey looked up at him and shook his head.
“No, what?”
“He… he said that he… h-he wanted to go to sleep… and never wake up.” Frank finally spit out. Mikey looked up at him, eyes wide.
“Are you sure he wasn’t just talking about being extremely tired? A lot of people want to just sleep all the time. Maybe this was one of those times?” Mikey was starting to panic. Frank had never seen Mikey this emotional unless with Gerard and to be Frank -pun not intended- it scared him.
“I don’t know…”
“Let’s just watch him for a few days and see how he acts and all. I don’t want to get worked up and worried over nothing.” Even though I will anyway, ran through Mikey’s mind.
Frank sighed.
“Deal, I can do that.”
He only wished he was right.
When Gerard had woken up, he was in the familiar confines of his room. The once cold feeling that settled deep in his chest had become warm. Gerard sighed peacefully before unwillingly getting out of bed. All he wanted to do was get a day’s worth of sleep, or maybe just never wake up, but he had to keep strong. As soon as his feet met the floor, his body crumpled to the floor. Groaning, he got up and threw himself back on his bed. It was obvious that he wasn’t able to be going anywhere any time soon.
Frank’s POV
When Mikey and Frank heard a rather loud thud from downstairs, they shot up from their positions on the couch and raced downstairs. Without knocking, they burst into the basement and was met with the sight of Gerard lying in an awkward position on his bed, legs dangling off the side. Mikey rushed over to help Gerard while Frank was watching the interaction, feet glued to the spot.
“Are you okay, babe?” Mikey said hurriedly as he put Gerard into a more comfortable position and tucked him in. Gerard gave a weak shake of the head and pointed to his head.
“I-I need a couple of advil. I h-hit my head.” Gerard croaked, his throat sore from being sick earlier that day and not having the time to recover. Mikey nodded before kissing his forehead and running upstairs to fetch the medicine and a glass of icy water. Frank and Gerard remained in an awkward silence, both awaiting the return of Mikey. Frank looked over at the mess that was called Gerard. To be honest, his looks have worsened since the bathroom incident that took place a few hours ago. He still had rather large, dark bags under his eyes and his skin was extremely pale, sickenly so. His eyes were red and make-up smudged. To put it simply, he looked terrible.
Frank walked over to his bed and was debating on whether hugging him was to intimate or not and didn’t want to cause trouble. Frank placed a hand on his shoulder, deciding that was the safest option. He gripped Gerard firmly in a comforting manner, silently telling him all will be okay. Gerard glanced up at him and tried his best to give a smile in thanks, but to Frank, it looked more that a grimace of pain. Gerard slowly lifted his hand and placed it on Frank’s before letting it drop and falling back on his pillow.
Mikey came back into the room with his composure regained and handed Gerard two pills and a cool glass of water.
Gerard quietly thanked him, his voice cracking due to pain. He quickly downed the pills and the rest of the water before handing the cup back to Mikey who placed it on the nightstand for the time being.
“Are you feeling any better?” Frank decided to speak up for once, finally having enough of soaking up the tense and awkward atmosphere.
Gerard merely shrugged and his eyes drooped. Mikey and Frank got the message and left, MIkey with the cup in hand. As they were leaving, Gerard mumbled quietly, thinking no one would hear.
“I just wanna sleep and never wake up.”
Frank’s eyes widened as he heard what he could only assume he wasn’t supposed to. He didn’t know if Mikey heard him or not, but he would find out. Mikey led Frank up to his room and shut the door behind them. He took a seat on his bed while Frank took a seat in the desk chair. They sat in silence for a few minutes before Frank decided to finally speak up.
“Did… did you hear what he said as we left?” Frank asked, voice laced with worry and fear. Mikey looked up at him and shook his head.
“No, what?”
“He… he said that he… h-he wanted to go to sleep… and never wake up.” Frank finally spit out. Mikey looked up at him, eyes wide.
“Are you sure he wasn’t just talking about being extremely tired? A lot of people want to just sleep all the time. Maybe this was one of those times?” Mikey was starting to panic. Frank had never seen Mikey this emotional unless with Gerard and to be Frank -pun not intended- it scared him.
“I don’t know…”
“Let’s just watch him for a few days and see how he acts and all. I don’t want to get worked up and worried over nothing.” Even though I will anyway, ran through Mikey’s mind.
Frank sighed.
“Deal, I can do that.”
He only wished he was right.
Notes
I went to the All Time Low concert yesterday, and it was awesome. All the bands were great and everyone at the venue was amazing. Issues had a Pokémon theme going on and they played the theme song and literally the whole venue sang together in sweet harmony. Jack made dick jokes about blow-up aliens and ATL danced to Uptown Funk. And guess who was at the concert playing?!?!?! Mikey Fucking Way!!!!
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