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

Frank’s POV-

I was asleep, until I felt a harsh hand shaking my arm, I opened my eyes seeing a woman with her hands on her hips.
‘’You have to get out!’’ She exclaimed.
I nodded, and gently unwrapped myself from around Gerard, and kissed his forehead, causing him to stir slightly, so I quickly petted his hair, making him sigh and easeback to sleep.
I smiled at him, before leaving the room with the bitch lady.

Gerard’s POV-

~1 week later~

‘’GERARD WAY, IT’S TIME FOR YOUR FIRST WEIGH IN!’’ a nurse announced, baring in and ripping the blanket off of me.

Weigh in?!

‘’Come on!’’ She yanked my arm, pulling me to the bathroom.
I have to be 45 kg before I leave… when I first came in I weighed 33kg…
I stood on the scale, waiting a few moment, and it gave me my result…
38kg
Well, I have been getting away with skipping a few meals, due to Frank working at a part time job every now and then…
The nurse I’m going to call bitch was not impressed.

‘’You aren’t even 40kg! You horrible, skinny, worthless, boy! I’m taking you to the kitchen right now!’’ Bitch said, grabbing my arm and dragging me to the kitchen.
She sat me down, and went to the fridge to look for food to give me.

I whimpered, I wish Frank was here…
I really am worthless and horrible aren’t i?

A few tears slipped, and she returned with a bowl of spaghetti.
‘’Open up!’’ She demanded, getting some on the spoon.
I clamped my mouth shut.
‘’Now boy, now!’’ She said getting angry.
I started silently crying.
‘’STUPID BOY! STOP CRYING AND EAT!’’ She yelled.
I shook my head, and shut my eyes.
She slapped my cheek, making me whimper.

Just then Mr.Hopel, my therapist came in, hearing the yelling probably.
‘’WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING TO HIM?!’’ He yelled at bitch.
Bitch started to say something when Mr.Hopel grabbed her ar and took her outside to talk.
I whimpered again, curling up into a ball position, and silently crying.
Mr.Hopel returned and gently wrapped his arm around me.
‘’Gerard?’’ He whispered.
I froze and stayed how I was.
He sighed, ‘’Gerard, I’m not going to hurt you or make you eat… its okay, she’s gone.’’
I relaxed a little.
‘’Do you want to talk about it?’’ He asked, softly.
I shook my head quickly.
‘’Let’s get you back to your room, okay?’’
I nodded, and let him help me back, he settled me in bed.
‘’Do you need anything?’’
‘'F-Frank…’’ I whispered, hugging myself.
He nodded, ‘’I’ll call him…’’ He left the room, giving me a sympathetic look.

I just want my Frankie…

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