Sorry for all the BMTH related titles but I've been really into them lately.
Gerards POV
"Mr.Way, you've had a very bad accident. Do you mind if we ask you a few questions just to make sure there is no memory loss or amnesia?" A nurse asked as I cleaned my eyes and nodded.
N: What's your full name?
G: Gerard Author Way
N: How old are you?
G: 19
N: Do you have any siblings?
G: Just my younger brother Mikey.
N: Who is your significant other?
I paused, almost having said Mikey but I remembered that wasn't true. Mikey was probably curled up next to Andy sleeping peacefully. He doesn't know what happened and he probably doesn't know what happened.
G: There is no one.
N: Final question, What year is it?
G: 2006
The nurse scribbled some stuff onto the clipboard she was holding and then smiled at me. "It seems you remember everything fine, do you know why you're here?" The nurse asked now with a hint of parental sounding vibe in her voice. "I wrecked." I said quietly knowing I couldn't lie to her, she obviously knows.
"On accident?" She questioned and I realized I couldn't move my ribs. Were they broken? I didn't feel much pain, they were just numb, like they weren't there. "No.. I drove off of the bridge." I said biting my cheek nervously. "Are my ribs broken?" I asked before she could continue speaking.
"Most of them. One of them actually stabbed your left lung. See that tube right there on your chest? It's rerouting your blood and keeping fluids from your airways." I nodded knowing I had royally fucked up. "Do you know how you emerged from the crash alive?"
The nurse asked and it came to my attention that I actually didn't know, "No. I thought I was dead."
"Mr.Way, there was a car behind you when you drove off the bridge. The person driving that car is Victor Fuentes and he called for help and dove in. He swam down into the car and luckily you hadn't locked the door and he swam to shore with you after you passed out."
I immediately felt tears rush to my eyes, someone thought I was important enough to save me like that. "Is he here?" I asked knowing none of my family were probably here.
"He's here along with your mother, your younger brothers, and his partner." Andy's face came to mind and I cringed, "When can I see them?"
The nurse sighed and looked down at her notepad again. "Well... you can see them for a little while but we're having you sent away to Peachford. Just for a few weeks in the suicidal unit. You know the nice place you went when you had that very bad night last year?"
My wrists started to itch at the memory and I nodded, but I knew it wasn't a nice place. If you were there they woke you up early and checked you for cuts, they force you to take anti depressants and put you in awkward social situations. I stayed there for a few days but I knew if you were there you just got even more depressed because you didn't go a day without being reminded how depressed, suicidal, anorexic, addicted, and fucked up your are.
"We'll send back your mother first. We want to send them individually to avoid conflict we understand how stressful this can be."
I nodded, not ready to speak to my mom. "Oh and Gerard, we found cocaine in your system... we can't take it to the cops without your consent and I don't want to get you in trouble so I'll let it slip. Just be careful." I nodded and looked down at my palms as the nurse left to get my mother.
Screwed. I am screwed.
My mom walked in with a sad look and sat down next to me in the small chair. "Why do you do these things to yourself?" She asked letting a tear slip. "I don't know... but I'm getting help. Its all gonna get better." I said trying not to cry. Seeing your mother cry is like the worst thing ever, because that's how you know it's really bad.
"I love you and I'm sorry I'm never home for you. I'm sorry I'm such a bad mom and I couldn't help you. I'm a fuck up aren't I? This is all my fault." I broke down this time.
"No mama, I'm the fuck up. This isn't your fault you are an amazing mother. I love you." I said and she nodded and stood up. "Be careful." I said and she leaned down and kissed my forehead like she used to do when I had nightmares. I wish this was all a sick twisted nightmare and I'd escape it soon.
Mikey walked in next, Andy not being by his side made things harder because God he looked so broken with no one to hold him.
The minute his eyes met mine he started to cry and he bit his lower lip. "I'm so happy you're alive." He blurted with tears running down his face. "Come here," I said feeling my heart skip at seeing him so upset. He walked forward timidly, "Its going to be okay. Its always okay, you know that. It gets hard and I'm normally there to pick you up but if I'm not then you have to hold it up. You're strong and I know you are, Andy can pull you through the spots that I can't."
I hated to admit that but if Mikey was happy with Andy I had to let him be with Andy. He was my little brother and I always told him I'd let him go when he was ready.
"You know.. back when we used to just hang out and get high together you were so close to me. I was so close to you and I knew you'd take a bullet for me. That was before I had all these feelings for you, and I knew you had my back. I started to want you when you started to try and get rid of me. It was like my way of keeping you around. Late night's where you would promise me we were strong and never letting go I didn't want to kiss you like I do now. It was so real and I had you on a level you left me on. You found Frank and I didn't mean shit to you. You found him and I was dead in your mind, you treated me like shit and I learned we weren't that close. So I found Andy, and you didn't like that. I was happy but you weren't anymore so you come along and fuck things up for us... for me. You said you'd let me go when I was ready but the minute I went further than you, you suddenly liked me. You suddenly wanted me back as your friend. Gerard that's fucked up, but when you get out maybe we can smoke a joint together and talk it out."
I nodded, a little taken back by my brother being so real with me out of no where. Because I had done Mikey wrong, I can see why he feels that why but honestly while I'm laying here what I feel for him isn't fake or jealousy. I want him. But I'd discuss that when I get out, I'd let him do him for now. "I love you, be strong okay?"
He nodded and left, I knew once I made him cry he was gonna get honest with me and he was gonna be pissed off and I knew this whole thing was gonna crash the minute I went to Jordan. The minute I blew Mikey off for Frank the look in his eye told me he was done.
I spoke with Vic and told him thank you and he gave me his number and invited me for lunch when I got out. Not in a romantic way, but I could tell he expected friendship, which was the least I could do.
Andy promised he'd take care of Mikey while I was gone and let him go where he wants when I get back.
Then I was put on a bed, and put in the ambulance. Peachford was all I needed to worry about but Mikeys words were stuck in my head.
