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

Frank’s pov-

Gee’s face was tear stained, and his left arm was bleeding, I glanced quickly over to the table seeing a bloody pair of nail scissors…

‘’GERARD, OH MY GOD!’’ I exclaimed, grabbing the first aid kit, from the cabinet, taking out alcohol wipes and bandages.

I sat him on the toilet seat, and took out his arm.
The whole time I was doing this procedure, he was just crying, non-stop.
I couldn’t comfort him until I stop the bleeding… I don’t want him to loose too much blood.
I opened the alcohol wipe packet, frantically and tried to be as gentle as possible, and wiped his arm, he flinched, as the alcohol sunk into his wound, I continued until I wiped all of the scars, then I held a towel against it as I found the bandage, taking off the towel I quickly wrapped the bandage around his arm… hopefully that will stop the bleeding….
‘’Come on baby… let’s get you to bed…’’ I whispered, taking his good arm, helping him up.
I wrapped my arm around him to give him support as we were walking to the bunks.
Once we were both settled in the bunk, facing each other laying down.
‘’Baby, why did you do that…?’’ I muttered, fiddling with his hair, softly.
‘’I-I don’t know…’’ He replied.
‘’Is it because of your food issues?’’ I asked, quietly.
He nodded, letting one single tear escape, which I wiped with my thumb.
‘’Gee, honey we need to get you well… we need you to overcome this anorexia…’’ I said.
‘’I-I know… I want to…’’ He said.
‘’Why can’t you, baby?’’
‘’Because… I just want to be happy with my body…xc’’ He replied, obviously this question triggered more tears… xc
I wrapped my arm around him, and he snuggled into me, resting his head on my shoulder.
‘’I know baby, I know…It’s okay.’’ I said.

Gerard's pov-

I eventually calmed down, and just enjoyed being in Frankie’s embrace, he shortly then after started humming softly, which made me more relaxed, and I slowly drifted off to sleep, still snuggled.

~time lapse~

‘’Gee, it’s time to wake up now….’’ Frank whispered to me.
I stirred, and rolled over, burying my face into his chest.
‘’I don’t want to…’’ I mumbled.
he chuckled, ‘’Well too bad, show in 10 minutes.’’

I sighed, and got up, getting dressed, doing hair etc…
When I was ready, the guys were still getting ready, other than Ray, who handed me an apple…
‘’Eat this.’’ He ordered…. Which made me wonder if Frankie told him or Mikey about my mini breakdown earlier… I hope not….
I rolled my eyes, taking the apple.

‘’Oh shit, I forgot something…’’ I said, jogging to my room, actually going to throw out the apple…I was about to chuck the apple in my bin, when I felt a hand gently, but firmly grab my arm, and take it out of the bin.

‘’Nope, you’re going to eat that.’’ Frankie commented.
‘’Eh’’ Was all I said, before giving in… I really did want to get better….
I finished the apple, then we went out on stage, with fan screaming our name.
I smiled to the mic, ‘’HEY GUYS, YOU READY TO FUCKING ROCK?!’’ I yelled.
They screamed again in response.
‘’OKAY, BUT BEFORE WE START, I NEED TO SAY SOMETHING…’’ I started, which made them all shut up, looking at me intently.
‘’For those of you who was at my show yesterday, or saw the incident that happened on social media or whatever... sorry that I had to cut the show short, and for all the messages on social media asking me if I’m okay, thank you for that, and yes I am feeling much better, I’m still going through some personal issues, but I’m well for you guys.’’ I ended with a smile, then the crowd cheered, and a fan yelled, ‘’I LOVE YOU GERARD!’’
I smiled at that, ‘’I LOVE YOU TOO!’’ I yelled back.
‘’OKAY, NOW THAT THAT’S OUT THE WAY, THIS IS THE GHOST OF YOU!’’
The rest of the concert went perfect.

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