Broken

6

FRANKS POV
Two weeks later
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I eat my lunch and look worriedly at Gee. He's back in school, but his anxiety has Fucking skyrocketed. Poor guy. His tummy is all pissy, because of the baby. He's eating saltines and Nutella with pickle spears from a glass jar. Hell, I think he's even drinking the pickle juice!! I know pregnant people get weird cravings, but goddamn, his are fuckin wild!!
"Frankie, I want Taco Bell. With sushi. I swear to god I could eat my weight in sushi! And tacos!"
"Gee, fish is bad for pregnant people! You can get vegetarian sushi, only. Alright?"
Gerard's eyes fill with tears.
"Why the fuck did he have to make me fat?!!!" He wails.
I wrap my arms around him.
"Shh, sunshine. I'll buy you another bag of chips with Nutella."
"I- I want hot Cheetos. Please, Frankie??"  He looks at me, giving a sweet lil pouty face. 
"The spice will give you a tummy ache sweetie. You sure?"
Gerard nods.
I smile, "Okay, let's go to the quikstop after school."
Gerard rubs his stomach absentmindedly.
"God, this lil fucker is killing me! I don't think I've not felt nauseous in weeks!" He groans as he bites into another pickle spear and sips on the pure vinegar that I'm pretty sure will definitely give him a bad tummy ache.
Mikey opens his lunch, a tuna sandwich with some Doritos. Gerard pales.
"You okay?" I ask worriedly, poking his tummy, hoping he smiles.
Gerard swallows. His stomach squelches audibly.  He wraps his good arm around his angry belly.
"I- I think I'm going to puke!" He says suddenly
as he stands up. He runs to the bathroom, his stomach bubbling and churning audibly.
Mikey and I follow.
Mikey looks at me worriedly, "he's going to hurl in the middle of the hallway. He's never had an upset belly to this magnitude ever before! Frankie, he just got his hair dyed white and cut off all his long black hair. Try to hold him up so he doesn't choke on his vomit."
Mikey's Fucking smart as hell.
Gerard skids to a stop in front of an open stall. He lunges for the toilet, groaning.
He retches up some sludge mixed with the taste of pickles and Nutella and stomach acid.  I'd imagine the pickle vinegar is ripping his tummy and oesophagus up horribly right now.
Gee moans as his abdomen visibly clenches.
"How ya doing, buddy?" I ask.
"Ugh... I- I think the pickles and Nutella are starting a fight club in my tummy...." He groans, covering his mouth as his guts clench up. His stomach burbles angrily as he clutches it and swallows. Q
"Hey, remember last week we were playing cards and you threw up on them after losing go fish?" I ask.
"Fuck... I forgot about that! Remember Mikey found us asleep in the bathroom, covered in my vomit?"
"He looked like he was gonna jump outta his skin! Wanna rematch?" I laugh.
"You're on, bitch." Gee smirks.
Gee digs through his backpack.
"Ah-Ha! I found the cards!! Holy fuck, they smell!" He yells triumphantly before grimacing at the smell.
"That's all you, Gee."
Mikey comes in.
"Uh, why are you playing cards in the disabled stall?" He asks, looking confused.
"We're playing between puking." I explain.
"He puked?!" Mikey gasps as he looks worriedly at his brother.
"Not yet." I explain.
"Stomach still upset?" He kneels by Gerard.
"That's why I'm in here..." Gerard sighs.
"Aw, Gee. I'm sorry..." Mikey sighs sadly.
"My tummy hurts..." he moans.
"I know, buddy. Try not to think about it." Mikey rubs his brother's shoulder.
Tears fill Gerard's eyes. He retches up some scorching brown vomit.
His stomach cramps angrily.
He wraps his good arm around his stomach. "Ohhh.... My belly hurts," He moans.
Ray knocks on the door.
"Hey, everyone okay?"
Gee wiped away involuntarily tears.
"Yeah. Jus' morning sickness. I'm going to the infirmary." Gee mumbles before standing up and walking out.
"Morning sickness? Like, pregnancy sickness?" Ray keeps his voice low.
Mikey and I nod.
"I know he broke his hand but I had no idea he's Pregnant!"
"Ray, he's pretty shaken by this. He probably isn't ready to tell you yet. He doesn't want to not be your best friend anymore, he's just scared shitless...." Mikey explains.
"Okay, just lemme know what Gee needs and I'll try my best!" Ray smiles. God, Gee is such a lucky guy to have such good people around him.
"Frank....." I hear a moan from the hallway.
The three of us run out of the bathroom to find Gerard.
We hear the sound of him puking getting louder as we walk.
I find Gee vomiting in the hallway, as he cradles his stomach.
"Babe. It's okay. You're okay." I soothe him.
"I- I'm a fucking f-freak...!" He wails.
"Oh, honey. You're not a freak." I rub his back and tears are cascading down his porcelain face.
The four of us walk to the infirmary and Gerard looks sick again.
Mikey and Ray exchange an "oh shit" look and Mikey starts rubbing Gerard's back as Gee's breath hitches and bitter saliva coats his mouth.
"Mikes...I'm gonna be sick....!" He chokes out between sobs as his stomach churns angrily.
Mikey and Ray quickly lead Gee to the nurses bathroom.
I follow them and hold Gerard's hand as he vomits.
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GERARDS POV
— a week later—
I'm anxiously waiting in the doctors clinic for my ultrasound and watching YouTube videos about horror movies. Ok, I'm always anxious, but I'm extra today because they're going to draw blood and I'll get a look at my baby. I won't know the sex for a few more weeks, but seeing the baby is enough and Frankie is going to be there to support me. (ok, Mikey too— can't forget him!) mom was at work and I turned 18 last spring.
The nurse comes in.
"Hi. I'm Melanie. I'm a nurse and midwife. I work specifically with LGBTQIA patients. Now, I understand we need a ultrasound and labs for a pregnancy?"
I nod.
"He's afraid of needles.." Mikey whispers in her ear.
"Do you want labs done before ultrasound?"
I nod.
"Ok, I'll send you down the hall to labs.
I walk to labs and wait to be called.
"Last name Way?" A man in blue scrubs calls.
I follow him back to a chair.
"Alright, I need your name and birthdate."
"Gerard Arthur Way, April 9th 2004"  I confirm.
He preps an alcohol pad and grabs a bandage and   Non-stick gauze.
The phlebotomist pulls out a butterfly needle and three vials. 
My stomach churns queasily. I think I'm gonna hurl.
"Gee, hon. You can squeeze my hand as hard as you need to!" Frank whispers.
"I wouldn't take Gee up on that offer." Mikey warns. "He broke my hand from squeezing it when I was 12. Mom tried to calm him down by warning him there was gonna be a needle but that just made it worse. That day she walked out with one son in a hand splint, and the other sobbing and shaking like he was going to vomit..."
"I suck at math. That was only 3 years ago?!"Frank gasps.
Mikey nods.
"Y- you're not gonna break my hand Gee? Are you?" Frank asks nervously.
I swallow as my stomach starts feeling queasy. A tourniquet is wrapped around my arm.
I feel the alcohol pad make  contact with my arm. It is cold!
"All right hon. Here we go!" I feel a sharp pain and squeeze Frank's hand as hard as I can. The colour in my face drains. 
The phlebotomist looks at me worriedly.
"You okay Gee?" Frank asks as I grow silent and feel my guts swirl angrily in my belly.
"I... I think I'm gonna puke..." I feel dizzy and nauseous. I see black spots. I'm going to puke and then faint!
Mikey grabs the nearest trash bin and shoves it in my lap. I look down and see blood speeding up the tube, and the needle in my arm. I lose it and puke in the bin. Frank rubs my back and Mikey grabs a paper towel to wipe away the puke. I'm going to fucking pass out.
The phlebotomist finishes up the labs and I'm sent back to my room to wait.
Melanie comes in.
"Rough time?"
I nod.
"Well, you've got the worst part of today done! Ready to see your baby?"
I smile for once.
I am lead to a dark room with a machine that looks like a computer.
"Ok, Gerard. Can you lie on this table and pull your shirt up?"
I pull my shirt up and gasp as the cold gel makes contact with my skin.
I look at the screen.
"Wait..." the tech looks at the screen and moves the wand.
I start to panic.
"Is... is something wrong?!" I ask worriedly.
"No, sweetheart. Just one question..."
"What?"
"How do you feel about twins?"
I look at the screen. Then back at the tech.
Then... I faint.
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Hope y'all enjoyed this! And I Changed gees birth year so it takes place in modern day while he's a teen. Comment and lemme know what y'all think XO miles