Hell in an hour

Fake your death Chapter two

A/N-
Yeah so there are references to my chemical romamce all throughout this series haha (helena, fake your death,frank, Iero, etc.) Yeahhh I have an unhealthy obsession with my chemical romance oops... Sorry not sorry ^^^

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    I woke up in a hospital room
I hated hospitals
I used to spend alot of time in hospitals because of my eating disorder. I found out that if it was an inch higher
It would have hit my lungs and I was 'lucky to be alive' according to the doctor but honestly.
I wish I had died.
The only one I have left is my little brother Frank who's only 14 years old, so I can't just abandon him either way... So I guess that it's good that I didn't die in this shit hole. It smells like vomit and cheap air freshener, I want to go home... But there's nothing to go home to. We both know that, Anyways I'm a legal adult so it'll be fine... right? Well anyways when I regained conciousnes My stomach HURT LIKE HELL, the doctor told me it was because the anesthetic wore off too quickly. My brother scurried over to me and looked to me with wide eyes "I'm so sorry sis, I shouldn't have let them do that to you, you could've died because of me!" He started to tear up but I chuckled and explained "Frank, If you didn't sneak through and successfully get the police I wouldn't have almost died; I would've died.", "You're a hero frank, you saved me and thank you for that." I smiled at him ignoring the bone-breaking pain I was enduring. He weakly smiled at me "You're the real hero Helena, if you hadn't told me what to do chances are that either one of us or both of us would be dead, and you put your life on the line for dad and mom... Thank you." I grabbed Franks hand "Frank we're going to be okay, after all we're from New Jersey, we're strong!" I smiled at him. "Yeah you're right sis we're gonna be fine- no we're gonna be great!" He grinned at me and I nodded " Of course, after all we are the last Iero's."

    After a few months of physical therapy I was back to normal- for the most part, I had gained a lot of weight in the hospital because Frank would always buy me goodies, it wasn't franks fault though it's mine- my minds fault actually. I developed anorexia once again, good ol' ana, my only honest friend. She would be bluntly honest and let me know what I really looked like to other people; and that was fat. I was living in our house with Frank now and I finished high school. I turned into franks guardian and let me tell you it was a lot of work to handle this god damn kid. A rebelious now 15 year old boy was not willingly told what to do and how to do it. But I got the hang of it and it all got easier. It was summer now and frank was always wearing long sleeves... All the time, which made me concerned. One day I told Frankie to take off his damn jacket and at first he refused to do so but I started saying shit that was not stuff I should have said, looking back on it now. "Frank take off the fuckin' jacket it's 98 degrees out today and you're sweating your ass off!" I glared at him "N-no what I'm fine... j-just fucking leave me alone!" He gritted his teeth "No, take it off Frank!" I said to him getting more impatient each second. After another 10 minutes of this he took the jacket off and crossed his arms. "Frank let me see your arms..." I demanded. He turned his head away focusing on the window amd revealed his wrists. Cuts plagued them everywhere, scars and fresh cuts covered his entire forearms, it was worse than I could've ever imagined. In shock I handled it the wrong way, "FRANK WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS IT'S WRONG!" I looked at him shocked. "WOW WHAT A HYPOCRITE, LOOK AT YOU FOR FUCKS SAKES YOU LOOK LIKE A TOOTHPICK! DO YOU THINK I DON'T NOTICE?" He started crying. I stared at him shocked by everything he said and the worst part was; it was all true. "Frankie I'm sorry... We both need to get better... I'm so sorry I'm not a good role model for you, I fuck up and that's all I am~ A fuck up. He looked up at me "I know we need to get better Lena, and you aren't a fuck up at all, Don't ever say that again!" He yelled the last part. "Okay... I love you Frank and I don't want to lose you." I hugged him "Sis I love you so much, You will never lose me, and I'll never lose you." He hugged me back tightly. "Maybe someday we could fake our deaths." We laughed.

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A/N- Hope you enjoyed c: It's currently 3:28 a.m. And i'm screwed for tommorow but idgaf honestly because YOLO CALEB LIAM SATAN ILLUMINATI WEED