I Am My Own Worst Enemy- Gerard-

Psychiatrists Are Odd

A week later Frank took Gerard to counseling.
"I don't need this Frank...."
"Oh, yes you do!"
Gerard groaned.
Great I'm sitting here waiting to know how screwed up I am....Crap! Gerard thought.

Gerard nervously walked in.
"You must be Gerard." The counselor said.
"Yeah....I am." Gerard mumbled.
"Tell me about yourself, please."
"Well I'm 23 years old, I like to read comics, and yes I am an alcoholic..."
"Why do you drink?"
"Coz I have problems!" Gerard spat.
"What problems..?"
"Well if you really want to know...."
"Yes I do."
"I'm gay, I get wasted everyday, and I have a drug addiction...!!" Gerard spat.
Then he snapped.
"THERE ARE YOU FREAKING' HAPPY?! I SAID IT!!!" Gerard screamed.
"NOW YOU"LL BE HOMOPHOBIC LIKE EVERYONE ELSE!!!"
"I'm not scared of you, you're just a little different, it's OK."
"DON'T TREAT ME LIKE I'M A FREAKING' EMO!!!'"
Gerard was really started to get P.O.-ed.
"OK, I think that's enough for today, here is a prescription for medicine...." The Counselor said, as she handed Gerard a prescription slip.
Gerard walked out with a hand in his tangled hair.
"Gee, how'd it go?"
"I'd rather not talk about it...!!" Gerard hissed.
"Oh...OK...." Frank whispered.

Frank took Gerard to the Pharmacy and got his perscriptions filled.
"Gee, I'm keeping these with me...I don't want you to OD on this too..." Frank said, as if he was treating Gerard like a child who wanted the candy that his parents bought.
There you go CHAPTER 14! comments = MORE!!