'Cause It's Tragic With A Capital T

I woke up in an uncomfortable seat with a slight pain in my neck. My backpack was in my lap when I looked down. I felt so confused. What happened last night? I looked up to see that I was in Mikey’s hospital room. I frowned in confusion. Did I ever actually leave last night? I started to hyperventilate as fear coursed through me. The last thing I remember was losing my backpack. I did leave right? I felt a hand slide into mine and I jumped. I looked up as Mikey squeezed my hand trying to calm me down. “ Frankie...you're okay...” he murmured. I nodded and carefully trailed my hand along my best friend's wrist until he fell back asleep. I placed his hand on the bed and rushed to the bathroom. I locked the door and tugged my shirt down to see two harsh circular holes in my skin that were already healing over and bruising. I touched the holes and hissed as a slight pain went through me. I sighed and tried to remember how I got these but it's almost as if my memory had been erased. I went back to Mikey's room and decided that I might as well miss another day of college and sit with my anchor watching over him. At least I would still get my work done. My friend Ray told me all the assignments to help me keep up. I stroked Mikey's cheek worriedly and kissed his forehead before making my way down to the vending machines. I'm sure I looked more like a zombie than a human as I walked past doctors and nurses. Technically I shouldn't be here right now but the doctors know me very well and allow me to stay. I took out a five dollar bill and proceeded to shove the paper into into the machine just to have it spit back out at me. I groaned and tried a few more times before giving up and rubbing my bloodshot eyes. A pale hand took the bill and flattened it out before putting it into the machine. I looked up at the figure to see a guy who couldn't be older than 20. he was wearing unwrinkled jeans and a band shirt. A jacket was in his hand and a smile was on his lips. A slight blush covered my cheeks when I thought about how pathetic I probably looked. Dark half moons under my eyes. My clothes wrinkled and probably dirty. I looked into amber hazel eyes as I looked up. Hm...hazel. “ U-Um t-thanks, “ I stuttered out running a hand through my dirty black hair which was far too long for my liking. He smiled and nodded, “ No problem. You okay there? Seem a bit pale. “ I flinched at the familiarity of his voice. He scratched his head moving around his almost shoulder length black hair. I smiled and murmured, “ Haven't slept or eaten much this week. Thanks for the concern. “ I pushed a couple buttons releasing a bag of chips, cookies, and some candy. As unhealthy as this shit is, there is no way in hell that I'm eating hospital food. I smiled at the stranger offering him a silent thanks and started walking back to Mikey's room. I slipped inside leaving the door a crack open and sitting next to the bed. I opened the cookies and ate a few before I heard voices outside. It was Mikey's usual nurse and the strangers voices! I listened as hard as I could trying to figure out what they were discussing. “ Hey Mary...any news? “ the stranger asked. “ Hey Gerard! He can be let out next week. You can go in if you want but he might be asleep. His friend Frank has been here everyday these past few weeks from 6AM to 11PM or sometimes later, “ she replied. I frowned. The stranger, erm...Gerard?, and the nurse were talking about Mikey and I. The door opened but I didn't bother to look up. I just set down my cookies and hold Mikey's hand carefully. He stirred and groaned as he started to wake up. His hand squeezed mine and he whispered, “ F-Frankie? “ I grinned at the nickname and hummed out a good morning. He sat up and looked past me. His eyes widened and I finally looked up to acknowledge the man across the room. “ GEE! “ Mikey screamed. I flinched and whimpered at the noise. The man, Gerard, grinned and went over to Mikey. He shot me a smile before hugging Mikey. I hunkered down in my seat and ate my cookies solemnly. “ Hey little bro! “ he laughed out as Mikey hugged the fuck out of him. I stared in confusion. Brother? Mikey never told me he had a brother. I watched the exchange with jealousy coursing through me. Mikey never acted like that when I came to see him. I packed up my stuff and got up. I threw my backpack over my shoulder and grumbled, “ I'm going home. “ I was about to leave when a hand grabbed my arm. I flinched away instinctively and looked back to see Mikey looking worried and confused. “ Frank...please don't go, “ he whispered. My breath caught and before the tears made it down my cheeks I was already running out the door. “ FRANK!!! “ Mikey yelled but I ignored it. I ran as fast as possible out of the hospital and into the freezing cold air. I collapsed into the fresh snow gasping for breath and pressing my hand to a stitch in my side. I fell down getting buried in the snow. My breathing accelerated and the cold sunk into me. I felt arms go around me and heard the words, “ You're not strong enough yet Frank. You need to be careful, “ before my world turned dark once again.

Notes

Second chapter woooooooo! sorry this takes me so long to update! i usually write the story first on paper and transfer it to the website when i have time c:
xxRestInhellx