The Mask that I wear

"He is bulimic."

"Wait...what?"

"Yes, your friend Gerard is bulimic."

Gerard stirred in his bed.

"Uhnnn...wh-where am I?"

"Gerard, you're in the hospital because, YOU"RE A FREAKIN BULIMIC!"

"How...how did you know?"

"Oh maybe because your throat was eroding!"

"Esophogas."

"Shut up smarty-pants!"

Frank's cell rang.

"Hang on Gee, hello?"

"Hi Frank its Bob.

"Oh hey, I need to tell you something...Gerard is bulimic."

"Wha-- OH CRAP!"

CRASH!!! The line went dead.

"Bob...Bob where are you...BOB? BOB, Where are You!?"

Frank turned to the doctor.

"Can you get an ambulance to North Street?"

"Sure."

The doctor walked out to an EMS team and told them to go to North Street.

Frank looked at Gerard.

"ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND!?"

"But I-"

"WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO YOURSELF?!"

"I-I don't know..."

"YOU SCREWED UP BIG TIME! BIG TIME!!"

"I-I'm sorry..."

Frank glared at him.

"I know, Gee."

Frank apoligized for yelling at Gerard.

"Do you want me to tell Mikey?"

"Please do."

"Ok."

Frank called Mikey and told him.

Mikey came to the hospital 20 minutes later.

"Gee, why? Why would you do this?"

"Because..."

"Because why?"

"BECAUSE ITS THE ONlY THING I HAVE CONTROL OF IN MY LIFE!!"

"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE OK?"

"Ok."

"I'm going to bed, night Frankie, Mikey>"

"Good night Gerard."