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

Frank's POV-

I arrived back at the bus and gently placed Gerard on his bunk bed, which was above mine, and kissed his forehead, before running to the kitchen, getting an ice pack to cool him off.

I returned, and placed it on his forehead, then I sat on the end of his bunk, just chilling....

Shit, Gee... I thought... you really need to take care of yourself...

Then the guys burst in, looking worried.

''What the fuck?!'' Mikey said.

''I'll tell you out there.'' I gestured out of the room, they nodded and followed me to the lounge room, where I plopped myself down on the couch.

''During the concert, Gee said to me that he was feeling sick, I told him we should stop and go, but he refused saying he really wants to finish it, I agreed, then he just fainted...'' I explained.

''It's because he's not eating...'Mikey mumbled, worriedly.

''What do you mean? We got him to eat last night...'' I said confused.

''Nope, his food was in the bin... he must've secretly threw it out, forgetting to cover it.'' he said.

My poor baby was anorexic... About a month ago he was... but I thought we got him to eat again... but I guess not.

''Guys, we have to help him.'' I said, upset.

They both nodded in agreement.

''How though?'' Mikes wondered.

''We get him to eat... not every meal though, just like a small amount, so he can gradually get used to it.'' Ray said.

I nodded, ''Yeah.'' I agreed.

Gerard's POV-

I woke up in my bunk, with an ice pack on my forehead, and a pounding headache.

''Fuck.'' I mumbled.

I took off the ice pack, which was now room temp, then dragged myself out of bed.

I took off my shirt, but left my jeans on, and slowly walked into the lounge room, where the others were. I was so hungry... but there was no way in hell I was about to ruin my almost thin body.

The guys looked up from what they were doing when they heard me.

Frank stood up and came towards me, and wrapped his arms around me, I hugged him back. He slightly shook against me, and I realized he was crying...

''Frankie'' I whispered, rubbing his back.

''It's okay...'' I said.

''I was so worried about you, Gee.'' He said in between sobs.

''Well, I'm here now'' I whispered.

He rested his head on my shoulder, as I lead him to the couch, sitting down, he sat next to me still hugging me.

That's were we stayed for the next hour or so.

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