I opened the door and looked for Bert. Then I heard grunting and moaning coming from the guest bedroom. My body started to shake and I got closer and closer to the bedroom door. I looked through the opening of the door, there he was. There Bert was, fucking a hooker. I opened the door and it creaked, I stopped and froze. He froze too and looked behind him.

"What the hell do you want?" Said the hooker. It wasn't a girl but it was a guy who was a hooker.

"Shut the fuck up." Bert snapped at the hooker. He got out of bed and put on a pair of boxers.

"Bert what the he-" He got closer and grabbed me by my hair.

"What the hell are you doing here so late, you slut?!" He yanked my hair and dragged me out of the bedroom into the living room.

"OW-Bert! Let me go!"

"Shut the fuck up!" He threw me to the ground. Tears started to stream down my face and I started to feel sharp pains in my stomach.

"STop it you fucking-" He kicked me again before I could finish.

"Stop talking." He grunted and kept repeating the kicking. Then I felt my body getting picked up.

"Bert." I coughed up blood and then he threw my body towards the nearest wall. I hit my head and then black.

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"Hey, hey." I heard a voice.

"What?" I mumbled and my eyes started to open slowly.

"Uhmm, he's awake!" Someone yelled, it sounded familiar.

"Okay, thank you. You may leave now." I heard another person.

"Thank you, have a nice day." My eyes opened and I saw a figure of walk away.

"Frank?" I mumbled.

"Okay, sir. Can you tell me what's you name?" I saw a doctor, I suppose, flashing a light in both my eyes.

"Gerard, Gerard Way." I spoke.

"Okay, good. Do you know where you are?"

"Obviously a hospital, since you're asking me these questions." I said and attempted to sit up.

"Well okay then." The doctor stepped away from my bed.

"Can you like fill me in, like on why I'm here." I rubbed my eyes and took a look at my surroundings. I was still in my clothes and they were covered in blood.

"Well, a young gentleman carried you in here. He was telling me that you were getting beat and then you hit your head and you started to bleed." The doctor explained. "But don't worry, you're fine. We did some tests and you just needed stitches. Also, you haven't been out long. It's only been eight hours. So basically you slept sort of." The doctor laughed and I smiled awkwardly.

"How much is the hospital bill?" I asked.

"The young gentleman paid for that. He said he wasn't close to you but he knew you needed help."

"Oh, okay." I said.

"Yep, so you can leave if you want and also, maybe you should change." He looked at my clothes.

"Uhh, yeah I should." I chuckled and then I got up and walked out with the doctor.

"Alright, you take care of yourself. Try not to get beaten anymore."

I nodded in response and left the hospital. Remembering what happened last night, the only person who could've helped me would have to be the hooker. I looked at my surroundings and noticed that I needed to hail a taxi. Then I thought about Frank. I looked to see if I had my phone on me. I did and then I looked through my contacts and called Frank.

"Yellow?" I heard Frank sounded quite happy.

"Heya Frank it's me. Gerard again."

"Oh hey man. I was just moving some boxes what's up?"

"Uhh well I'm in pickle." I said and heard Frank giggle.

"Sorry pickle is just...never mind, what is it?"

"Uhhmm I'm at the hospital with no ride home and I was wo-"

"Be there in ten." Frank said interrupting me but I didn't care.

"Oh, okay. Thanks." I smiled.

"No problemo, see ya."

"Okay, bye."

"Bye." The call ended and I sat at the nearest bench.


As I waited, I looked for other things in my pockets. I found a cigarette that I might have wanted to smoke but then put in my pocket. I threw it in the trash and looked at my phone. It was about 10:10 and Frank would've been pulling up or something. I looked for other things but nothing was I found, I started to look through my phone.

"Hey man." I heard Frank's voice.

I look up and smile, "Hey."

"Your chariot awaits." He points to the chevrolet cobalt.

"Chill." I nod and smile at Frank.

"Yeah." We walked to his car and entered.

The drive started off silent but Frank ended it. "Why were you at the hospital? If you don't mind me asking."

"Uhmm, I've been having relationship problems." I confessed and looked out the window.

"Oh..did he like beat you and-"

"He was drunk and messing around and I saw him. He then got mad and started to beat me."

"Uh..Gerard I know I don't know you as a close friend but I consider you a friend. Now, if you're going through this shit I need you to leave him."

"I'm weak, I don't know if I can."

"Fight back. I know you can. Also, if you're in trouble call me." We were at his apartment and I looked at him confused.

"Why are we at your place?"

"Well I don't know where you live and also I want you to help me move. I'm a lazyass who can't do this on my own." He smiled and I smiled.

"Fine." I said and we headed to his apartment room.

Notes

Update...another update will be in a few hours...yo n.n