Broken

7

Mikey's pov
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I'm sitting with Frank and waiting for Gerard to get back from his ultrasound. It's been 45 minutes, something must've happened!
"Frank. I'm worried about Gee. He's been gone for almost an hour! I don't think ultrasound scans take an hour!"
"I know, Mikey. Gee is probably just getting more doctors to look at his baby. He probably is fine.." Frank reassures me.
At that moment Gerard arrives looking like he's seen a ghost or like he's sick to his stomach. I don't know which.
"Gee... you okay?" Frank asks.
The only word he gets out Before he vomits on the floor is "Twins..."
I grab his shirt as he falls forward barely missing falling into the puddle of his vomit.
"Gee?! Talk to me! What's wrong??" I panic.
He vomits again and Melanie comes in at that moment.
"Gerard?" She asks him.
"Mikey, Frank. I'm—ugh... my stomach! —having twins..." he swallows down the nausea.
I look at him.
"Twins?!" I gasp.
He nods as his stomach cramps. He clutches it and groans.
"My belly's upset... I want to lie down for a bit..."
He says weakly.
"Okay, sweetheart. When we get back to your house we can get you settled." Frank wipes away Gerard's tears.
"I'd guess you're around 11 weeks, Gerard. Now you'll come back in 3 weeks for more labs, and to find out the sex of your babies, if you want."
"No!" Gee says quickly.
Frank and I look at him, confused.
"I- I want it to be a surprise! Then we can get a list of names! It'll be like, a game." He explains.
"Okay, buddy. See you in 3 weeks. Try to rest." Melanie walks out and Gerard follows up to the appointment desk.
"Hi, Gerard. I can schedule you for Friday October 28th at 10a?"
"That works."
"Also you'll have fasting blood work so no eating until after the labs, alright?"
"You've got it. See you in 3 weeks."
We leave and Gerard stops suddenly.
"Gee? What's wrong?" I ask worriedly.
He lies his head on the cold window of the car by his.
"You look a little sick. Do you feel nauseous?"
He nods.
"Feel like you're going to throw up?"
Another nod.
"Now?"
Yet another nod.
"Oh. Alright. Frank? Can you grab a bin for Gee to puke into?"
"Got it."
Frank disappears into the drs office and comes out two minutes later with this big pink bin.
Gerard is shaking and his face has gone greyish-green.
"Uhh, Frankie?" I say uncertainty.
"Wha- oh shit, here!" He thrusts the bin into my hand as I run my other hand through Gee's sweaty hair.
"Mikey.... I- I'm going to— oh god! I'm gonna hurl!" Gee grabs the bin and makes quick use of it.
We wait for him to get it out then I climb in the drivers seat.
"Mikey, you don't even have your fucking permit yet!! If I puke in this car, I'm going to blame you. Crazy driver..." Gerard retorts before lying on the backseat with the puke bin.
I pull out of the parking lot and start driving home.
Frank turns on the radio and plugs in his iPhone. He looks at us.
"Any requests?" He grins.
"Black Flag." Gee says quietly as he's holding the pink bin for dear life.
"Black Flag sounds good." I grin.
Frank selects them and I drive back to our house. (Frank lives two houses down so it's easier to drive to ours before his.)
We get on a pothole riddled road and the whole car is bumpy.
"Uhh, Mikey? Not to alarm you, but Gee looks like he's going to blow chunks..." Frank says as he gestures to Gee, who's gone grey and is looking like he's gonna puke again.
"Gerard? You gonna be sick?" I ask worriedly.
Gee looks at me, and then spews all over the floor of the car, completely missing the bin.
"Shit!!" I swear as I make the car jerk suddenly.
Tears well up in Gerard's eyes.
"I... I'm sorry!!" Gerard cries as tears fall down his pale face.
Frank turns around and climbs in the backseat to
comfort his crying boyfriend.
"Aw, sugar. It's okay.. you're okay.."
Gerard stops crying as we pull into our driveway.
"Frank...thank you for taking care of Gee. You've made him so happy. I honestly didn't think he'd ever smile again."
"Well, I love Gee. And I want him to be happy. That dicktit Bert can suck a cock. I'll never let anyone hurt Gerard the way Bert did. Ever."
"You really mean it?" I ask.
"Fuck, yes I do! Gee is the best thing to happen to me! I love him, and I'll make sure Bert and his cronies are really fucking sorry they hurt Gerard!"
I smile, "Thanks Frank! But, can you do me a favour?"
"What's up?"
"Help me clean the vomit out of Gee's car?"
I look at him, and smile.
"okay. Let me get Gee settled. I think we need to have Ray over and tell our parents the news about Gee." Frank says as he guides Gee inside.
Ten minutes later Frank comes out with cleaning supplies.
"Well, the stains are gone, but I think the smell of vomit is stuck forever," I sigh after an hour of cleaning.
Frank laughs and we head inside.
"Mikey....I'm gonna hurl..." Gerard moans from the couch. I grab the trash can just in time so there isn't a repeat of what happened in the car.
Gerard vomits and tears are streaming down his face.
Mom walks in.
"Hi boys. How're you?"
"Fine. Thanks, Donna," Frank answers back.
"Mikey?" She turns to me.
"Yeah, Mom?"
"Do you think Gerard would be hungry for dinner? I know he's been feeling horribly lately."
"I don't know, maybe he's gonna feel better after sleeping a bit. What are we having? Also, can Ray and Frank come over for dinner? We've got big news for them."
"Sure. I'll let your father know when he's home from work."
"Thanks!"
- an hour later-

I'm watching TV and Gerard is still sleeping on the couch. Franks gone home to drop off his backpack but he and Ray should be here any minute.
"Hey, Gee. You want to change before Ray and Frank get here?" I ask as I lightly shake him.
"M.. Mikey?"
"Yeah?"
"My stomach hurts. I'm scared to tell everyone, let alone fucking eat.. what're we having?"
"Tortellini and pasta sauce with garlic bread. Think you'll be able to stomach that?"
Gee looks at me, "I... think so...."
He gets up and goes downstairs to change.
I wait for him and suddenly hear him swearing and crying.
I run downstairs.
"Gee? What's wrong?" I ask as I wipe away his tears with my thumb.
"I- I - I'm so f-fu-fucking f-f-fat..!" He sobs.
"Gee... who fucking said that?"
"J-j- Jepha and Quinn!" He cries.
"Don't listen to them they're dicks."
"I can't wear my favourite pair of skinny jeans anymore! I'm fucking disgusting!!"
"Babe?" I hear Frank  from the top of the stairs.
Frank comes down and cups Gerard's face in his hands.
"What's wrong?"
"I'm... I'm so Fucking fat.. I.." Gee sobs.
"Babe, you're carrying two little babies inside you. You're fucking beautiful!"
"No.... I'm not!"
"Gee, I love you so fucking much. You're amazing."
"I.. I'm ...."
"We'll go shopping tomorrow for new clothes and Ray is coming for dinner tonight. You want to tell everyone your news, don't you?"
Gee looks at Frank and nods.
"Okay, babe. Let's get you ready." Frank smiles as he pulls out Gerard's favourite Misfits shirt.
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Ray shows up just as our dad gets home.
"What's for dinner, Donna?" He asks mom. C
"Tortellini and pasta sauce with garlic bread, Ray."
"Cool, where's Gerard?"
"In the living room."
Ray walks in and looks at us.
Gerard is rubbing his stomach and flipping through Netflix and Frank is lying against the couch going through his phone. Im looking through this month's guitar world magazine.
"Hey guys."
Gee looks up.
"Hi Ray."
"What's the big news?"
"I'll tell you at dinner when I tell my parents. Okay?"
We finally decide to watch Beetlejuice. Gerard presses play, on the remote.
Halfway through the movie mom calls us for dinner.
Gerard pales as he looks at the table.
"Gee? You okay?" I ask.
He shakes his head.
"What's up?"
"I- I can't do this, Mikes!" He says tearfully.
"Why's that?"
"I- I'm a fat fucking freak!" He wipes his eyes.
"Gee, I know you're scared but you can do this! None of us will think any less of you!"
"Okay, I'll tell everyone."
Gerard swallows as he looks at everyone.
"You all are probably wondering why I had you come over. Well, I have some news. I'm having twins." He says shakily as he rubs his stomach.
Mom looks like she could cry, and Dad is looking at Gee.
Ray smiles at Gee. Frank just kisses Gerard then drops to his knees and caresses Gee's stomach.
Gee pulls out the sonogram pictures, and passes them around.
We eat dinner and afterwords Gee goes back to his bedroom.
Frank, Ray and I follow.
Gee pulls off his shirt and holds his stomach.
He looks a bit sick.
"Gee?" Frank asks.
"My... my stomach hurts..." he mumbles.
"Dinner too much for you? Or was it nerves?"Frank asks.
"A bit of both..."
Frank helps Gee into bed and crawls in beside him. He's running his fingers on Gerard's stomach. Gerard groans.
"Oh, god. Frankie, I think I'm gonna be sick!" He clutches his stomach.
Frank leads him to the bathroom.
I can hear Gerard vomiting his dinner back up and Ray and I exchange a worried glance.
"Gee will be fine. His morning sickness has ticked up because of the twins." I explain.
"I'm so proud of him. He's gone through so much shit and keeps going." Ray says.
"Yeah. Gee's one tough motherfucker." I smile.
Frank comes out with Gee and they both walk back to Gerard's bed, lying down together.
Gee is amazing. He's so damn special and talented. I'm so lucky to have him as a brother!
Ray leaves around 7 and I go back to my room upstairs.
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Hope y'all enjoyed this! I had a lot of fun writing this!! Anyway pls comment and lemme know what you think!!xø miles