Accidents Happen, I guess
Second Time Is A Charm- Part 1
Thursday 8th April 2004
It had been three weeks since the hospital visit along with Frank getting the news. He hadn’t told anyone apart from his mother and Mikey. His mother seemed happy at the possibility of grandchildren and thankfully didn’t treat him any different.
He was going to tell his other best friends soon… just not right now.
The stress of the situation must have caught up with Frank a week after the news because he had been throwing up a lot. Well, in the mornings and sometimes at night. Also when a certain smell upset his stomach.
He didn’t think much of it, he didn’t tell anyone about it because he already had his mom and Mikey watching him like a hawk like they were waiting for him to snap or just crumble. He was thankful for their concern but it was hella annoying honestly.
Frank was on the couch watching TV when his stomach started churning. Frank was thankful that Bob was out with Ray for that day because he didn’t need one more person hovering over him. Bob was protective in what seemed to be in an older brother kind of manner so Frank didn’t want to have to deal with that.
Frank tried to ignore the nauseous feeling but it was getting too much and before he knew it he was running from the couch and into the bathroom to empty out his stomach.
He gagged and choked and it lasted for what seemed like hours to Frank but in reality it couldn’t have been more than a few minutes. The smell made Frank wrinkle his nose, not helping with the situation. If anything it made him gag more.
Suddenly hands were rubbing his back and pulling his hair away from his face. He knew it had to be one of his friends because they all had spare keys to his apartment. Obviously a burglar wouldn’t break in just to help some guy throwing up.
Finally it ended. Frank rested his head on the edge of the toilet seat for a few moments before he stumbled to his feet. He flushed the toilet and then brushed his teeth to get rid of the horrible taste. When he looked up in the mirror he met the worried eyes of Mikey.
“I’ll make some coffee.” Was all he said before heading off out of the bathroom and in the direction of the kitchen. Frank just nodded and took some deep breaths before following after him.
Later they were both sitting on the couch with a coffee each in their hands. It was silent for a few minutes before Mikey decided to break it.
“How long has that been going on for?” He asked before taking a sip from his mug. Frank automatically drank from his coffee mug aswell before answering.
“A couple of weeks. It started a week after the hospital.” He murmured and tapped the side of the cup, he had a Beetles song stuck in his head and it was starting to get annoying.
“And you didn’t tell anyone because..?” Mikey left the sentence there, waiting for Frank to fill in his answer.
“I didn’t want anyone to worry. It’s probably just stress or something.” He dismissed with a small wave of the hand. Mikey rolled his eyes and thinned his lips.
“Well you do realise you are going back to that hospital right? And you don’t have a choice.” Mikey said when Frank was ready to argue. “I’ll call the hospital and get an appointment.” He
said, gulping the rest of his coffee down before getting up, ready to call the hospital.
Frank knew anyone else would think Mikey was being pushy and nosey but he knew it was his way of showing he was concerned and if it was what he wanted to do then so be it.
After a while Mikey came back into the lounge, hanging up the phone.
“Get your shoes on. They can fit us in for an appointment in an hours’ time.” He said before walking back into the kitchen to put the phone back in its place.
Frank nodded pointlessly, Mikey couldn’t even see him, before he finished his coffee aswell and got up to find his shoes. He sighed as he grabbed his keys. Hospitals sucked ass.
It had been three weeks since the hospital visit along with Frank getting the news. He hadn’t told anyone apart from his mother and Mikey. His mother seemed happy at the possibility of grandchildren and thankfully didn’t treat him any different.
He was going to tell his other best friends soon… just not right now.
The stress of the situation must have caught up with Frank a week after the news because he had been throwing up a lot. Well, in the mornings and sometimes at night. Also when a certain smell upset his stomach.
He didn’t think much of it, he didn’t tell anyone about it because he already had his mom and Mikey watching him like a hawk like they were waiting for him to snap or just crumble. He was thankful for their concern but it was hella annoying honestly.
Frank was on the couch watching TV when his stomach started churning. Frank was thankful that Bob was out with Ray for that day because he didn’t need one more person hovering over him. Bob was protective in what seemed to be in an older brother kind of manner so Frank didn’t want to have to deal with that.
Frank tried to ignore the nauseous feeling but it was getting too much and before he knew it he was running from the couch and into the bathroom to empty out his stomach.
He gagged and choked and it lasted for what seemed like hours to Frank but in reality it couldn’t have been more than a few minutes. The smell made Frank wrinkle his nose, not helping with the situation. If anything it made him gag more.
Suddenly hands were rubbing his back and pulling his hair away from his face. He knew it had to be one of his friends because they all had spare keys to his apartment. Obviously a burglar wouldn’t break in just to help some guy throwing up.
Finally it ended. Frank rested his head on the edge of the toilet seat for a few moments before he stumbled to his feet. He flushed the toilet and then brushed his teeth to get rid of the horrible taste. When he looked up in the mirror he met the worried eyes of Mikey.
“I’ll make some coffee.” Was all he said before heading off out of the bathroom and in the direction of the kitchen. Frank just nodded and took some deep breaths before following after him.
Later they were both sitting on the couch with a coffee each in their hands. It was silent for a few minutes before Mikey decided to break it.
“How long has that been going on for?” He asked before taking a sip from his mug. Frank automatically drank from his coffee mug aswell before answering.
“A couple of weeks. It started a week after the hospital.” He murmured and tapped the side of the cup, he had a Beetles song stuck in his head and it was starting to get annoying.
“And you didn’t tell anyone because..?” Mikey left the sentence there, waiting for Frank to fill in his answer.
“I didn’t want anyone to worry. It’s probably just stress or something.” He dismissed with a small wave of the hand. Mikey rolled his eyes and thinned his lips.
“Well you do realise you are going back to that hospital right? And you don’t have a choice.” Mikey said when Frank was ready to argue. “I’ll call the hospital and get an appointment.” He
said, gulping the rest of his coffee down before getting up, ready to call the hospital.
Frank knew anyone else would think Mikey was being pushy and nosey but he knew it was his way of showing he was concerned and if it was what he wanted to do then so be it.
After a while Mikey came back into the lounge, hanging up the phone.
“Get your shoes on. They can fit us in for an appointment in an hours’ time.” He said before walking back into the kitchen to put the phone back in its place.
Frank nodded pointlessly, Mikey couldn’t even see him, before he finished his coffee aswell and got up to find his shoes. He sighed as he grabbed his keys. Hospitals sucked ass.
Notes
Yay another update :) Im seriously writing chapter 12 already haha
Let me know what you think of it so far pleeaaassseee
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omg I NEED MORE WHY LIFE IS SO CRUEL
12/31/17