Belonging

Chapter 3

Bob's P.O.V.

I sat in the hospital waiting room in an awkward silence with Donna. She's nice and all, but she gives the best unintentional death-glares I've ever seen.
Everyone but Donna, Gerard, Frank's parents and obviously Frank had left. It was creeping up on midnight, but none of us wanted to leave. Frank hated being in hospitals, we figured he could use the support - whenever it was that we'd be allowed to see him.

Gerard walked in and flopped in a chair, looking fed up. I glanced at him, trying a slight smile. "Did you find his doctor?"
"Yeah, she said he'll be fine. I had to leave when she said she was planning to stick him with a needle." Gerard pulled a face and crossed his arms over his chest. I couldn't help but laugh a bit. "How are your hands?" Gerard said quietly, gesturing to them - as if I didn't know what hands were. "The doctors said they'd be fine..." I muttered while picking at the bandages. See, I don't do well under pressure - or with embarrassment. And with the constant barrage of Eliza's jokes at my expense, I had started fumbling with anything I held. Advice to anyone who'll listen: It's not a good idea to hurriedly pick up broken glass with your bare hands.
"Good." Gerard said with an oddly warm smile. I cocked my head at him, then looked over to Donna as she cleared her throat. "I'm going to the vending machines....do either of you want anything?" she asked while standing. We shook our heads simultaneously, causing her to walk off down the hall.

It had been a good fifteen minutes of complete silence between the two of us. Donna had probably opted to join Frank's parents in the cafeteria instead of going to the vending machines. I sat back in my chair, letting out a sigh. "Eventful night, ehh?" Gerard said with a chuckle. I just nodded. I looked up at him, narrowing my eyes. "Eliza didn't seem too happy...."
"Yeah, well...you know how she is." he gave an apathetic shrug, as if that was all that could be done. He really was blind to how badly they matched up; he was either hopelessly in love, or hopelessly lonely. I was familiar with both. I could understand the desperation, but he couldn't sink lower than her. I sighed again, dropping my face down into my hands and rubbing furiously. I just wanted to go home and be done with this disaster of a night...

Finally, they said we could see him. What they first failed to mention was only family could see him - he was supposedly in an altered state from something he'd been given. So, with much irritation and exhaustion, Donna, Gerard and I left. We said hurried goodbyes, got into our respective cars, and drove off.

I kept the radio up a bit loud, just so I wouldn't fall asleep while driving. Gerard was sitting uselessly pressed against the passenger side door, just staring into the darkness.
"You alright?" I questioned awkwardly between glances at the road. "Nahh, I'm fine. Just thinking too much." he sighed after he spoke, thudding his head against the glass. I wondered to myself if he'd meant for me to continue questioning him, and felt a strange silence still the car. I cleared my throat uncomfortably, half-reaching for the volume knob - not sure if I'd meant to turn it up or down. Gerard eyed me, smirking. "You alright?" he mimicked, encouraging a muttered 'fuck off' from myself. He giggled to himself, looking back out the window.
I couldn't help but feel that that was a missed opportunity.

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There you have it.....
Honestly don't know what I typed! XD I'm in a sleep deprived fog. Tell me if stuff doesn't make sense and I'll fix it! <3