When you go

Chapter 24
Gee’s p.o.v (time lapse two days.)


The hospital gave us a choice of putting Mikey into a mental health ward or taking him home. I said hospital.
He had been in there since yesterday night and i’m sure he was just as much as a wreck as me. I was currently sitting on my fucking roof, a cigarette in hand, a complete nervous wreck. I called Mikey earlier that day, but he hadn’t said a whole lot. It mainly consisted of me telling him repeatedly how sorry I was and him saying a whole of nothing which resulted in me sobbing while he sat there listening to me.
It occured to me that anorexia had always been in the deepest corners of Mikeys mind, waiting to come the fuck out and ruin everything. Congrats, you did it.
I swear, if anroxia had a physical appearence itself, i would kick the fucking shit out of it.
I told Frank i needed to be alone, which he respected as I had been up there for hours and he hadn’t come, and I didn’t know whether to be thankful or regretful.
They said that once he gains a significant amount of weight he could come home. Visiting days were Monday through saturday and I had planned to go tomorrow with Frank, Ray, Bob, and Alex. I didn’t know if I could handle it though.
I take a drag of my cigarette, letting out a shaky breathe. I brake out into a new fit of tears, this time sobbing harder than before. My cries are loud and pained, ringing out into the quiet dark. I soon began to want Franks warmth, his strong body to hold my frail frame.
“Frank….” I sob out, crawling to the edge of the roof.
“Frankie, please c-come hold m-me…” I cry, my voice now a yell. I hear a window open and quiet shushing and then Frank appears right next to me.
“Baby baby, come here.” He says holding out his arms. I throw my body against his, sobbing loudly into his shoulder.
“Make it stop. Please make it stop.” I cry out, grasping his hoodie tightly into my hands.
“Make what stop, love?” He asks quietly, rubbing my back lightly, seeming to spread warmth into my body.
“The pain. It’s everywhere Frankie, it hurts so much.” I sob.
“I’ll kiss it all better baby.” He says softly, pulling back a little to kiss my lips. It’s slow and tender, making my sobs calm. He pulls away, kissing my forehead next. Then my cheeks. Then my neck. Then he gets further down, so he pushes me down gently until I’m flat on the roof. He continues down until he reaches me waist.
“Better baby?” He whispers, crawling on top of me to kiss my forehead again.
“Almost.” I whisper, my voice quiet.
“Almost?” He questions, his face a mix of confusion and worry on his face.
“You stopped kissing too soon.” I say, raising my eyebrows.
“Oh.” He says quietly. Then a look of understanding dawns his face. “Oh.” He says again, a small smile coming onto his face.

Notes

Short chapter. Sorry guys.
BUT GET READY FOR SOME PROBABLY EVERY SHITTY SMUT.
xoxMay <3