Big Baby (Sequel to Cry Baby) (Frerard)

“Yes, I will. Thank you, goodbye,” Mikey said as he hung up the phone after talking to Dr. Martinez. He sat at his desk at home, sighing and running a hand through his hair. He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes before putting them back on. He could barely handle the outcome of Gerard’s appointment with his psychiatrist, even though he found it necessary to up the dose of his anti-psychotics. He hoped that this will help combat the voices Gerard has been hearing in his head as of lately. He looked at the digital alarm clock behind him on his nightstand--it’s almost two. He was off work today, so he figured maybe he should drop by the Rainbow House to visit Gerard. He hadn’t heard from him, and didn’t know how he was adapting to the new medication. He just hoped he was doing better with it a little bit, even though it takes time for Gerard to get in the hang of whatever new medication he’s prescribed. Mikey got up and grabbed his coat and keys, then walked outside to his car.

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“Gee, it’s time to take your medication,” said Shannon, one of the attendees at the Rainbow House. She held a cup of water and a dose of Gerard’s new medication in her hand as she walked upstairs to Gerard’s room. She tapped on the door, then walked inside, finding Gerard sitting on his bed as he watched Finding Nemo on his television.
“Gee, it’s time for your medicine,” Shannon said again, smiling. Gerard just looked at her blankly, clearly annoyed that someone just interrupted his movie. He paused it, then walked to Shannon where she stood. In her hand were two small white pills that he was familiar with taking, as well as a bigger blue pill. There was something new though--a big pink pill. Gerard furrowed his brow, looking at Shannon, then back at the pill.
“Wh-what’s that p-pink pill f-for?” Gerard asked.
“It’s your new medication. You gotta take it,” Shannon replied.
“Don’t take it, Gee,” Frank said suddenly, his voice stern and on edge. “That’ll make me go away if you take it!”
“Wh-what? I d-don’t want y-you to g-go away!” Gerard whined, stepping away from Shannon. She looked at Gerard, giving him a concerned look after he just heard him talk to the thin air.
“Gerard, who are you talking to?” she asked.
“I-I am n-not t-taking th-those pills!” Gerard argued, pushing away the pills in Shannon’s hand. “I d-don’t want F-frankie to g-go away!”
Shannon sighed. She knew what all of this was a sign of. Gerard was hearing voices in his head again, and she’s no stranger to seeing it, unfortunately. She has to try to convince him to take his pills before she makes a report that he refused to take them.
“Gerard, are you hearing voices in your head again?” she asked gently.
“Y-yeah! I h-hear F-frankie’s voice in m-my head, and he s-says that I sh-should not t-take the p-pills!” Gerard answered.
“Why is he telling you to not take the pills?” Shannon asked patiently.
“B-because th-they will m-make F-frank g-go away! I d-don’t want to t-take th-them!”
“But you have to take them, Gee. That’s what your doctor ordered,” Shannon replied.
“N-no! Dr. M-martinez is a b-big fat l-liar! Sh-she wants F-frank to g-go away! I’m n-not taking th-those p-pills!” Gerard argued, walking away from Shannon and sitting back on his bed. Shannon sighed, knowing that none of this was getting anywhere. She has no choice but to document Gerard’s refusal of his pills. It’s not like she can force him to take them. She just hoped that him not taking his pills would come back to bite him in the ass. She unfortunately had a feeling it would though.
“Okay, fine,” she said, walking away from Gerard, the pills still in her hand. Paying no mind to her, Gerard continued to sit and watch his movie.
“That was a close one,” Frank said once Shannon left the room. “You know I can’t live without you, Gee,”
“Y-yeah, just l-like I c-can’t live w-without you, F-frankie,” Gerard said, his eyes fixed on the t.v screen.
“Of course you can’t, Gee. There’s something important I need to tell you,” Frank said suddenly.
“Wh-what is it?” Gerard asked before he heard a set of footsteps come up the stairs. They were loud and nearly booming throughout the house, and he knew what this meant. It was Mikey, and he was clearly not happy. Gerard paused his movie again, preparing for what’s yet to come. Mikey came into the room, looking nothing short of annoyed.
“Gerard, what the hell?” he asked. “You refused to take your medication?”
“I d-don’t wanna t-take my m-medication! It m-makes F-frankie go away!” Gerard whined.
“Jesus H. Christ, Gerard…,” Mikey sighed, shaking his head. “That voice you’re not hearing is not really Frank!”
“Y-yeah it is!” Gerard argued, raising his voice. “I know it’s h-him! I c-can see and h-hear him!”
“No, you can’t. You’re hallucinating, Gerard. That’s why Dr. Martinez upped your medication. Don’t you understand?” Mikey asked, his voice now calmer as he tried to talk to his brother. “I think you’re having this mental crisis because you’re under a lot of stress. Mom’s gone now, and you lost your job. I totally understand. Because of all this, you’re experiencing these hallucinations,”
“He’s lying, Gerard,” Frank said. “He doesn’t want you to believe I’m here. Don’t listen to him,”
“N-no, M-mikey,” Gerard shook his head. “Y-you’re a l-liar. I c-can s-see and h-hear F-frankie. H-he’s r-real,”
“Gerard, I know Frank is real. He’s just not in your head. Aren’t you even aware of the things he’s done to you? He hurt you. He abused you. Frank wasn’t some teddy bear you could hug. He was a monster to you,”
“Don’t listen to him, Gee!” Frank said again, louder this time. “He just doesn’t want you to see me! Don’t let him deceive you!”
“N-no, M-mikey! Y-you’re a b-big fat l-liar! I l-love F-frankie, and I w-wanna s-see him!” Gerard yelled, a string of spittle flying from his lips and landing right on Mikey’s cheek. Mikey was floored. He couldn’t believe his own older brother wouldn’t believe him. He knew he was sick, but he never thought it would get this bad. He knew he needed help...badly. It was no use fighting with Gerard over something that didn’t really exist. Mikey made note to set up an appointment with not only Gerard’s psychiatrist, but his therapist as well. It was all Mikey could do now to help combat the hallucinations and delusions in Gerard’s head.
“Alright, fine,” Mikey sighed, turning away to leave. “You win. But I’m gonna make some appointments for you. You need to get help, Gee,”
“N-no, I’m f-fine!” Gerard pouted, to which Mikey just shook his head. He pulled his brother in for a hug, wrapping his arms around him and holding him for a while. Gerard just stood there, accepting his brother’s embrace. They soon departed, and Gerard left a wet and slobbery kiss on Mikey’s cheek.
“I l-love you!” Gerard smiled. Mikey smiled back and laughed a bit, forgetting about all that ensued beforehand.
“I love you too, Gee,” Mikey said as he got up and walked out of Gerard’s room. “See you later,”
After Mikey left, Gerard got up and went back to watching the remainder of his movie. He got under the covers of his bed as he shivered in the slight cold within the room. It wasn’t long before he felt his eyelids weigh down on him. He yawned, feeling fatigued and sleepy. He shut his eyes, the last thing he saw not being the cartoon fish on the t.v screen, but Frank’s face instead.

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