I'm In Love With A Boy Named Frank
"Oh my God, are you OK?!"
'I am so sick of those kids ragging on me!! Why won't they stop?! I have done nothing to them!! Gerard thought.
He was lying in his room, staring at the celing. He felt another migrane coming on. They had occured more frequently as the teasing got worse. The stress he was feeling made his migranes worse.
He stood up and ambled to the couch. He saw Frank come in, but not before he tripped from being dizzy, and hit his head on the corner of the coffee table.
"Owww!!"
"Oh, my God! Are you OK?!" Frank gasped.
He picked up Gerard and felt wetness on his fingers, Gerard was bleeding.
"Gee? Can you hear me?"
Blood was collecting on Frank's hand. Gerard was looking paler.
He sat Gerard up and grabbed a washcloth.
"Oh, babe, there's so much blood..." Frank whispered as he cleaned up Gerard. The washcloth was covered in red by the time Frank was finished. He grabbed a dry towel as the bleeding started again.
"F...Frankie...." Gerard whispered.
"Yea?"
Gerard passed out on the couch.
Mikey walked in to find Frank and Gerard.
"MIkey! Gee's bleeding. I think we should drive him to the hospital."
"Is he OK?"
"He's passed out. We should call your mom, Mikey."
"OK."
"Mom?"
'Yes?"
"I need you to come home. Gerard cracked his head open."
"Is he OK?! Has he gotten sick?"
"He, he's passed out...thats why I called you..."
"OK, I'll be home, stay wiht him, and keep the bleeding down."
Mikey turned as he heard Gerard whimper.
Two seconds later a car horn beeped, it was thier mom.
Frank carried Gerard out bridal-style.
They lied him on the back seat, and Frank sat by him to keep pressure on Gerard's forehead.
They went to the emergency unit, and Gerard was half concious. He could see blurs and dots.
"Mikey...." he slurred. "Am I getting a shot....?"
"Dunno."
A doctor called his name and they took him to the exam room.
He took the towel away and looked at Gerard's foreehead. there was dried blood, but it defenately needed stiches.
Gerard whined, "No..."
"Its, OK Gee. We'll be with you..." Frank whispered.
Frank grabbed Gerard's hand as the doctor put disinfectment, and rubbing alcohol on the wound. Gerard winced.
"It won't hurt anymore, I numbed it." the doctor said as he prepared a needle.
Gerard paled. He didn't want THAT going in his head.
"Now, sit very still, and you'll be OK."
Gerard obeyed.
The doctor stuck the needle in Gerard's skin, sewing up the cut. When he was done he put gauze and a bandaid on it.
"Mrs.Way. Gerard has to be very careful, he has to keep gauze on it for 2 weeks. he cannot get the wound wet, or over exert himself."
"Gerard. I think you should miss school." She whispered.
Gerard sighed. It was ten times harder to think afer having a needle in your head.
They drove back and Gerard fell asleep.
He was lying in his room, staring at the celing. He felt another migrane coming on. They had occured more frequently as the teasing got worse. The stress he was feeling made his migranes worse.
He stood up and ambled to the couch. He saw Frank come in, but not before he tripped from being dizzy, and hit his head on the corner of the coffee table.
"Owww!!"
"Oh, my God! Are you OK?!" Frank gasped.
He picked up Gerard and felt wetness on his fingers, Gerard was bleeding.
"Gee? Can you hear me?"
Blood was collecting on Frank's hand. Gerard was looking paler.
He sat Gerard up and grabbed a washcloth.
"Oh, babe, there's so much blood..." Frank whispered as he cleaned up Gerard. The washcloth was covered in red by the time Frank was finished. He grabbed a dry towel as the bleeding started again.
"F...Frankie...." Gerard whispered.
"Yea?"
Gerard passed out on the couch.
Mikey walked in to find Frank and Gerard.
"MIkey! Gee's bleeding. I think we should drive him to the hospital."
"Is he OK?"
"He's passed out. We should call your mom, Mikey."
"OK."
"Mom?"
'Yes?"
"I need you to come home. Gerard cracked his head open."
"Is he OK?! Has he gotten sick?"
"He, he's passed out...thats why I called you..."
"OK, I'll be home, stay wiht him, and keep the bleeding down."
Mikey turned as he heard Gerard whimper.
Two seconds later a car horn beeped, it was thier mom.
Frank carried Gerard out bridal-style.
They lied him on the back seat, and Frank sat by him to keep pressure on Gerard's forehead.
They went to the emergency unit, and Gerard was half concious. He could see blurs and dots.
"Mikey...." he slurred. "Am I getting a shot....?"
"Dunno."
A doctor called his name and they took him to the exam room.
He took the towel away and looked at Gerard's foreehead. there was dried blood, but it defenately needed stiches.
Gerard whined, "No..."
"Its, OK Gee. We'll be with you..." Frank whispered.
Frank grabbed Gerard's hand as the doctor put disinfectment, and rubbing alcohol on the wound. Gerard winced.
"It won't hurt anymore, I numbed it." the doctor said as he prepared a needle.
Gerard paled. He didn't want THAT going in his head.
"Now, sit very still, and you'll be OK."
Gerard obeyed.
The doctor stuck the needle in Gerard's skin, sewing up the cut. When he was done he put gauze and a bandaid on it.
"Mrs.Way. Gerard has to be very careful, he has to keep gauze on it for 2 weeks. he cannot get the wound wet, or over exert himself."
"Gerard. I think you should miss school." She whispered.
Gerard sighed. It was ten times harder to think afer having a needle in your head.
They drove back and Gerard fell asleep.
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waaaaaaaah. Poor Gee :`( he is so unlucky. The play is in 2 weeks. he hopefully wont be screwed.