Trapped In A Skeletal Coffin Called ''My Body''

~~2 hours later in hospital~~

Frank's POV-

I was sitting in the waiting room, because they would only let family in... not that any of Gerard's family could come...

What was so bad that made Gee want to end his life?

I know on his suicide note it said it wasn't my fault... but i cant help thinking that if i had been there for him more...and paid more attention to him, and not just assume he's better when he clearly isn't...

Ray fell asleep on the chair, and Mikey was talking to the doctors.

He returned, and I stood up.

''Well?'' I asked.

''He's unconscious... he's not dead, but if we got him any later, he would probably die... he has a blood bag connected to him, as he lost a lot of blood, and when he wakes he will have to go to a mental ward until he puts on enough weight to leave...'' He says.

I stood there, staring at Mikey, to let the information sink in for a minute...

mental ward...

Mikeswrapped his arms around me, and I hugged him back.

My Gee will be okay...

Gerard's POV-

~~another hour or so later~~

I opened my eyes, to see a nurse peering over me, curiously.

It startled me...

''You're awake! How are you feeling?'' She greeted me.

Well I attempted suicide, and failed, so probably really shitty that I have to face everyone now...So FABULOUS

''M-my arm hurts..'' I paused to clutch it, ''And I-I have a headache...''

She nodded, while writing some shit on her notepad, ''Well you lost a lot of blood, you are connected to this blood bag, to try and give some of the blood you lost back, I'm going to go get your friends...'' She said, about to walk out.

I shrieked, when I realized there was a needle in me... I am TERRIFIED of needles.

She came running back to me, ''What?!''

''GET IT OUT OF ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'' I shouted, pointing to the needles.

Her panicked face went to sympathetic.

''Sir, calm down it's okay... It's just a needle, it won't hurt you, it needs to stay..'' She calmly stated, trying to hold my shaking figure down.

Then the door bashed open, revealing Frank trying to fight the security guards off him... I guess he heard my scream and came to my rescue...

The nurse sighs, and nods, as if to tell the guards to fuck off and let Ash stay here.

Frankie runs to me, ''BABY, I MISSED YOU SO MUCH FUCK YOU FOR DOING THAT TO ME!'' He started, before seeing my panicked face.

''What's wrong?'' He demanded.

''FRANK, GET IT OUT PLEASE!'' I yelled, frantically shaking.

He tried to cup my face, while I was moving, anxiously.

''It's okay baby... shh... look at me... not the needle, look at me'' He said, turning my head, gently away from the needle.

I looked at him, pouting, ''Frankie... p-please t-take it o-out...''

He took my hand gently, rubbing my hand comfortingly, ''Shh, it's okay, darling....'' He wrapped his arms around me, and I snuggled into them, trying to match my breaths with his...

in out, in out

After I calmed down, ''So, when can I leave?'' I whispered, barely audible.

I heard him sigh, ''Well, about that....''

''What?'' I asked, slightly nervous.

''You need to go to a mental hospital until you reach a certain weight...'' He said.

''NO! I DON'T WANT TO GO FRANK, THEY CANNOT MAKE ME!'' I shouted, I did NOT want to go to a mental home.

I WAS NOT MENTAL!

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