G e a r a d

Vodka and Cigarettes
Flood my night.

Making me wake up
With an awful
Hangover.

Thank god
I don’t have work
Today.

Looking at the clock,
My worst enemy,
Which tells me
It’s 12:30 pm.

I sigh,
Hoping that Mikey didn’t
“Miss the bus”
Today, and is sitting outside that
Door watching TV.
Which mostly
Always what happens.

I open the door,
And too my surprise,
No Mikey.

But that also means
I have no clue
If he ate
Or not.

I dig my phone out of
My pocket
And text him,
“Did you eat?”

It’s not the first time I’ve had
To ask Mikey this question.
And the answer is always the same.

“I will later” He replies,
“Can you pick me up from school
At 4:00?” He adds.

“Why, got a date or something?” I laugh,
Waiting for his reply as I walk to the kitchen.
Man, there’s nothing like a
Head boggling,
Stomach churning,
Hangover
That can make you want a bowl of cereal
As much as I do right now.

It doesn’t take long till Mikey
Replies with “No, I have a study cession
With my Bio Teacher….”
Well that’s new.

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The day continues.
Mostly consisting of me
Sitting around and
Watching trash TV like
“Jerry Springer”
And “Maury”

But come 2:00,
I throw on some
Partly decent clothes and
Head out to my car
To proceed in my
Usual Thursday
Whereabouts.

After a good 20 minutes
Of driving on this
God awful windy road, I pull
Up to Bradbury Mental Hospital.

After easily parking my car
And walking through the automatic
Transparent glass doors,
I come face to face with
Maria, one of the kind
Lady’s at the desk.
She’s a twenty something,
Absolutely stunning girl,
Who I admit to have a
Bit of a crush on.

“Happy Thursday Gerard” She speaks,
Tossing her silky black hair out
Of the way of her face,
As she pushes over
The sign in
Sheet.

“Good afternoon Maria” I say,
A small smile gracing my lips.

I quickly jot down my
Name. Starting down
The same hall as always.
Taking a turn into the
Furthest room.

“Gerard, how unexpected.” A voice says dimly
Upon my entrance.

I laugh,
Making my way further in the dark room.

“You really need some fucking light
In this place man” I say retching over
To the light switch on the wall and
Flicking it on. The room is empty,
As always. Nothing but a bed and
A night stand. The man on the bed
Squints his eyes, looking up at me.

“Now why’d you have to do that?”

“Come on Bob, is a little light gonna hurt you?”

Bob sighs, groaning and rolling over on the bed,
Pulling the blanket over his head.

“No, but if you keep that light on I sure as hell
Am gonna hurt you”

“Okay, Okay” I sigh, turning off the light.

Bob has always hated bright lights,
Even before the incident.
“So how’s your week been so far?” I ask,
Already knowing the answer to come.
“I don’t know, they keep me
So drugged I can’t remember my
Middle fuckin name”

“Of course they do Bob…..”

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Come 3:30, I say my goodbyes
To Bob, watching as the small
Light in his eyes turns back to
His usual darkness. I really hate
Leaving him after my Thursday
Visits, but Mikey needs a ride
Home, and I need to worry about
Him eating something today.

I head to the front desk and
Sign out, waving bye to Maria,
And Hello to Bellville High.

Almost instantly I see Mikey’s
Thin frame nearing the car,
He opens the passenger’s door
And gets in sighing. “How was
Your study session?” I ask, turning
Down he blaring music.
“Um…Fine” He says, not
Looking at me once.

Fine? I was expecting more of
A “Fuck school” teenage angst
Response, but you take what
You get, I guess.
“You hungry?” I dare to ask,
Looking over at the skeleton
Of a boy hopefully.

“I could eat.” He replies,
Still avoiding my eyes.
I feel myself smile.
Thank god.
Another day without food,
I could have been burying
The only person
I have
Left.

I’m about to pull out onto
The street, when I see
Someone leaning against
The school smoking.

But it’s not just any
Someone. It happens to
Be the boy from the other
Night that I saved from
The pervert. He goes to Mikey’s
School?
“Hey, Mikey, Who’s that
Kid over there?” I ask,
Pointing To the boy.
He looks over, adjusting his
Glasses. “Oh, that’s Frank,
He’s in my world history class…
Why?” Great, not only does
He go to Mikey’s school,
But he’s in Mikey’s fucking
Class. “No reason, I um…
I want you to stay away from
Him alright?” I say turning my attention
Back to the road and pulling
Into the street.

“Why?”

“Nothing, He just looks like
Trouble…” I say, heading
Homebound.

Notes

Hola! Yes! Third Chapter! I know, I know I said surprises, And the whole Bob in the Metal hospital was supposed to be a surprise, yet kinda feel short. And Frank being the boy from that night was a suprise, But i kinda feel as if most of you already guessed that sooooo. Anyway, thank you so much for reading!!!!! I love you all so very much! Please comment your thoughts! And rate+subscribe if you liked it! <3
-Phobias.