3rd Person POV


Frank began to stir, and soon enough he was awake. He tried to sit up but, but that hurt too much.. all of Frank's body was in pain. He looked around to see what the deal was.

He was somehow in a ..vehicle? An 'IV' was attached to his left arm. A few nurses where standing around him.

"Where am I?" he said, his voice was hoarse..

A nurse with bleach blonde hair glared at him, "Ambulance." she said curtly.
Another nurse nudged her "Don't be so rude Donna."

"Did you see what this..assho-..boy-.. did to my son?!"

"Do you see what your son did to this boy?!"

Donna crossed her arms and stared at the floor.

"What happened?" Frank groaned.

Donna looked back up at him, "Don't you play dumb."

The other nurse gave her another 'look' .
"Gerard banged the kid's head a few times, he might not remember any of it.."

"That's a load of crap, this punk Is pulling a front."

"Well. Donna, we can't do anything about this. We don't know anything about the situation."

"I don't care! He hurt my baby!"

"Donna! Does your baby need to be hooked up to five different machines?!"

Frank went bug eyes and looked around more than he had before, his vision was spotty but he could see enough.

"He still hasn't woken up!" she cries.

Frank's vision was starting to darken, and the nurses bickering only made things worse for him. Guilt crashed over Frank, and yet, he still had no possible clue as to what they were even talking about.

What was so drastic that Frank had done?

And soon enough, Frank was out like a light. Again.

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"Frank..Frank, wake up.." a distant voice played in Frank's ear. He did as he was told and opened his eyes. He went to sit up, but an arm stretched out and lightly pushed him down.

"No.. don't sit up, It'll make things worse. I just wanted to tell you that we called your mom, she'll be here soon.."

Frank looked at the person who directing him. It was another nurse. She had blonde hair that was pulled into a tight bun.

"I wanna talk to Gerard.."

The nurse gave him a confused expression, "Why?"

"When.. when.. I was in the a-a..ambulance, these ladies were talking about how he was hurt."

"Well, yeah, you guys had a rough fight. Brutal."

"No..no.. I didn't do a..a-anything to him.."

The nurse giggled, "Sure you didn't."

"I'm not j..joking.."

"Well he's behind that curtain, but I don't think it's best if you both speak till you're fully rested, Mr.Iero."

Frank looked at the blue curtain to right of him.. "Okay.. I'll wait."

Notes

Sup guys? I have a new fic called 'In a comical act of teenage angst' you should probably go check it out.. because I think it has potential to rock your socks off.
And speaking of fics, my story, 'Sober' has been untouched for a long time. I really want to continue it, but I have many projects at the moment. And I don't have time..
So, I'm looking to give it away. The story is initially supposed to be about an asshole psychologist who gets his practice closed down because he refused to see a patient, and so he becomes a therapist for a highschool. But whenever he goes to his new work for the first time, he notices someone familiar. Someone he got drunk and hooked up with (Frank).
But if you want it, you can stick with the concept or take your own route. I just really don't want Sober to go to waste.