Remember Me (Frerard) (Complete)

Chapter Two

Gerard slowly opened his eyes, looking around the room he was in. He could tell it was a hospital room, but it didn't have any machines or anything in it, just the bed he was lying on and a small couch in the corner of the room.

"Ah, hello, Gerard." a nurse with blond curly hair walked in, holding a glass of water that she set on a bedside table next to Gerard. She pulled a chair that was leaning against the wall a bit closer to the bed and sat down. "How are you feeling?"

"Um, fine," Gerard said, sitting up slowly and rubbing his head a little. "My head hurts a little though."

"That's good to hear." the nurse said, smiling. "We were pretty sure you were going to be okay, but we brought you here just I case."

Gerard nodded a little, realizing the pain in his head was a lot different than what it had been like earlier on stage, and the strange feeling in the pit of his stomach had gone away. Wait... The concert! He remembered Frank kissing him, and then falling off the stage, and then him jumping off in fear. Gerard wanted to ask the nurse about what happened after that, and about what happened to Frank, but the words just weren't coming out of his mouth.

The nurse must have noticed his scared expression, because she immediately was able to answer Gerard's questions. "You passed out just before we got there, and both you and Frank were taken to the hospital. Frank is..." she hesitated for a moment, and then spoke again. "He's fine."

Gerard's heart sank. Not only did she hesitate when saying that, but she didn't sound sure about it at all. "What happened?" he asked worriedly.

"Nothing, don't worry. Frank is just fine." she said, smiling a little.

"He's not fine! I can tell you're lying!" Gerard yelled, starting to tear up a little. "What happened!?"

The nurse sighed a little. "I'm not exactly sure, you see. All I know is that he got quite the head injury from falling off that stage."

"Who can tell me what happened?!" Gerard asked quickly, his voice shaking.

"I can get a doctor if you l-"

"Go!" he said immediately. "Go now!"

The nurse quickly stood up and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her. Gerard sat for a moment, taking a few deep breaths and trying to calm down. He tried to tell himself that Frank was going to be fine, but thinking about Frank just made him start to cry again.Gerard buried his head in his hands, wishing that Frank was there to comfort him, but, of course, he wasn't, so Gerard just had to get through the tears without him.

After a few minutes, Gerard had calmed down, and the nurse came through the door, followed by a male doctor. Gerard smiled a little, still feeling scared and sad, and the doctor smiled back, sitting down in the chair next to the bed, as the nurse remained standing.

"Hello, Gerard." the doctor said, still smiling.

"H-Hi..." Gerard stammered, shaking, now realizing that this was when he would find out what happened to Frank.

"You're wondering about your friend Frank?" the doctor asked, and Gerard nodded. "Ah, well, he's fine... mostly." Gerard took a deep breath and braced himself for the worst. "You see, you were asleep for about three days. Frank was in a coma for one day, and he woke up about mid afternoon the next day. He asked about you, and we told him you were fine, just resting in here. He fell back asleep eventually, and woke up again last night. He doesn't remember anything except for a few memories of grade school."

Gerard was silent for a moment, zoned out. The strange feeling started to come back, and then Gerard started to cry. He buried his head in his hands again, and after a few seconds, he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up to see the doctor, looking a him sympathetically. Gerard shoved the doctor's hand away as he sobbed on, the thought of Frank having amnesia sinking in. He tried to calm down, but it was so hard. After a while, he was able to stop crying, but his breath remained shaky.