Love Is Not Like Anything, Especially a Knife
Chapter 5
Gerard’s POV
The next morning.
I’ve been here way too long. No news. Is something wrong? Is he okay? Alive?
Questions flooded my mind as I sat yet again on an insanely hard plastic chair.
“Gerard, you haven’t said anything all morning. Talk to me. I feel totally responsible for all of this.” Frank said as he sat down next to me.
“Frank, I can’t. It’s not your fault. You can’t blame yourself. It was a drunk driver that hit Bert. Its nobodies fault… But that still doesn’t mean I don’t feel bad.” I said. Tears welding their way to the surface.
“Gerard way?” My head snapped up to find a young nurse standing there with a worried expression.
“Uh, yes I’m Gerard.” I said.
“Mr. McCracken is awake now.” She said. I felt a wave of relief hit me. “He would like to see you.”
“Uhm, y-yeah okay.” I said and forced a smile upon my lips.
“Come this way sir.” She said politely. I nodded and got up.
I followed her down the corridor for what felt like hours. But indeed were mere minutes.
“Here we are.” She said.
“T-thank you.” I said.
I walked in; Bert looked like he was in deep thought.
“Hey.. How are you feeling?” I said. I felt quite Uncomfortable. I went to sit on a chair by his bedside.
“Alright. Sore.” He said and shifted slightly. I could tell he was uncomfortable also.
There was a moment of silence. “Bert I’m Sor-“
“Don’t Gerard. I should be apologizing to you. I shouldn’t have freaked out like I did. I had no right. I knew you liked Frank.. I-I guess I just got kinda.. Well.. Jealous.” He said. I quickly looked down to hide my now forming tears.
“I-I’m sorry” he said quietly; so quietly I could almost not hear him. I looked up to see him crying too.
“It’s okay Bert. Let’s just focus on getting you better Kay?” I said with a smile.
“Kay.” He said. I got up and hugged him.
“Go find your lover boy!” he said as he was pulling away.
I laughed and walked out. I trudged back to the waiting room.
“oh my god! Gerard, is Bert okay? Is he ALIVE? Is he-“ he started to say but I silenced him by pressing my lips to his.
“Oh.. so.. I guess that’s a yes?!” he said.
“YES!” I said and he started jumping up and down.
I kissed him again.
The next morning.
I’ve been here way too long. No news. Is something wrong? Is he okay? Alive?
Questions flooded my mind as I sat yet again on an insanely hard plastic chair.
“Gerard, you haven’t said anything all morning. Talk to me. I feel totally responsible for all of this.” Frank said as he sat down next to me.
“Frank, I can’t. It’s not your fault. You can’t blame yourself. It was a drunk driver that hit Bert. Its nobodies fault… But that still doesn’t mean I don’t feel bad.” I said. Tears welding their way to the surface.
“Gerard way?” My head snapped up to find a young nurse standing there with a worried expression.
“Uh, yes I’m Gerard.” I said.
“Mr. McCracken is awake now.” She said. I felt a wave of relief hit me. “He would like to see you.”
“Uhm, y-yeah okay.” I said and forced a smile upon my lips.
“Come this way sir.” She said politely. I nodded and got up.
I followed her down the corridor for what felt like hours. But indeed were mere minutes.
“Here we are.” She said.
“T-thank you.” I said.
I walked in; Bert looked like he was in deep thought.
“Hey.. How are you feeling?” I said. I felt quite Uncomfortable. I went to sit on a chair by his bedside.
“Alright. Sore.” He said and shifted slightly. I could tell he was uncomfortable also.
There was a moment of silence. “Bert I’m Sor-“
“Don’t Gerard. I should be apologizing to you. I shouldn’t have freaked out like I did. I had no right. I knew you liked Frank.. I-I guess I just got kinda.. Well.. Jealous.” He said. I quickly looked down to hide my now forming tears.
“I-I’m sorry” he said quietly; so quietly I could almost not hear him. I looked up to see him crying too.
“It’s okay Bert. Let’s just focus on getting you better Kay?” I said with a smile.
“Kay.” He said. I got up and hugged him.
“Go find your lover boy!” he said as he was pulling away.
I laughed and walked out. I trudged back to the waiting room.
“oh my god! Gerard, is Bert okay? Is he ALIVE? Is he-“ he started to say but I silenced him by pressing my lips to his.
“Oh.. so.. I guess that’s a yes?!” he said.
“YES!” I said and he started jumping up and down.
I kissed him again.