Promises

Chapter 10

Gerard and I went to group therapy the next day, which was a tortuous as ever, and made a run for our room right afterwards. However, despite being in fucking heels, Portman still managed to catch up to us.

"Frank, it's time for our session." Portman said, putting a hand on my shoulder, turning both me and Gerard around.

"This is starting to become a regular occurrence, huh, Portman? Us rushing to our room, you chasing after us. It's getting kind of old, Doc, if I'm honest." I sighed, leaning my head on Gerard's shoulder.

"Good thing I'm not asking for your opinion. Now, hurry to my office. I'll be expecting you there in five minutes." She raised an eyebrow at me, smiled at Gerard, then continued on to her office. I stuck my tongue out at her behind her back. Gerard burst out laughing.

"You're such a child, Iero!" He giggled, slapping my shoulder.

"Oi, watch it, Way, it's not good to hit people." I winked at him.His face immediately fell. He looked really guilty. "I'm joking, Gee." I smiled, then kissed his cheek, after making sure no one was looking

"Oh, yeah, duh." He smiled, shaking his head.

"You dork." I chuckled, linking our arms.

"You should probably get to Dr. Portman's office, or else she'll probably send Patrick to come and get you." Gerard warned, nudging me in the direction of her office.

"Ugh, fine." I sighed sludging towards her office.

"I'll be waiting for you in our room!" He called after me before heading the opposite way to our room.

"Yup," I frowned at the door in front of me, "This will be interesting."

I opened the door and slumped into the chair, totally ignoring Portman's greetings.

"Frank, we have to talk about something very important today." Portman said after a couple of minutes of silence.

"Why, I thought we talked about important things every session." I rolled my eyes.

"But this session is extra important."

"Oh, please, do tell." I nodded, pretending to be interested. Portman either didn't notice it or just ignored it. Probably the latter.

"First let me start off with the fact that I've noticed Luna re-appearing lately." Portman said hesitantly.

"Let me stop you there, Doc, and correct you. Luna has always been here and has never gone, I've just gotten better at hiding it. It's only until recently that someone has been there to see it," I paused, "That's Gerard, if you were wondering."

"Well, anyways," Portman continued, completely ignoring me, "Due to this observation, I've done some research." She stopped and looked down at her hands. She looked as if it hurt her to say whatever she was going to say next.

"Okay and..." I prompted her, anxiety gripping my heart.

"I've...I've decided, given the circumstances, that you will receive better and more useful medicine and help at a different facility. You're going to transfer to a hospital a couple of hours away from here in two weeks."

My heart stopped. My breathing stopped. My brain stopped. My stomach dropped. M eyes went lazy. My ears began to ring. My entire world fell to pieces.

"Wh-what?" I managed to choke out. My mouth felt like it was full of cotton. It was too dry to be considered normal.

"I'm sorry, Frank, but it's in your best interest." Portman said, clenching her hands, as if she was the one in pain. That bitch.

"In my best interest? Are you fucking me with a telephone pole right now, Portman?! How the fuck is transferring me to a hospital hours away from here in my best interest?!" I screamed, pounding my fist on her desk.

"You'll get the proper treatment there." She said.

"Proper treatment my ass! I don't need proper treatment! I need Gerard!" I gasped, "Gerard! What the hell am I going to do without him? What the hell is he going to do without me?" I glared at Portman, "Gerard helps me when I have panic attacks and I help him when he's feeling depressed, we need each other! If you tear us apart we'll both be lost!"

"That's another reason you're transferring. You're growing too dependent on each other, it's unhealthy."

"You're supposed to depend on each other in a relationship! You're supposed to support each other and hold each other up when the other is falling, without each other, we'll both just fall and fall and fall until we splat on the floor at the bottom, and trust me when I tell you that that will not be a pretty sight." I growled at her.

"I'm sorry, Fr-" She began, but didn't get to finish. She didn't deserve the ability to finish her sentences.

"Bullshit! Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit! You're not sorry as much as I want to get transferred!"

"Frank, please calm-"

"Please, please don't make me go! I can't go! Please, even if not for me, for Gerard. Please." I begged, getting on my hands and knees.

"Gerard needs to learn independence. This is good for both of you. You're transferring in two weeks and that's it." She said, turning her back to me.

"Before I called you Satan as a joke, because you made me interact with others and go to group therapy and stuff. But then you made Gerard my roommate and didn't mind that we were together and I thought that I was wrong, that you might actually be half decent. But now, I'm truly, 100% convinced that you are Satan, you evil, heartless, cold bitch. Actually, that's an insult to Satan!" I spat at her, before sprinting out of the room and down the hall. I burst into our room and threw myself into Gerard's arms.

"Hey, hey what's wrong?" He asked, petting my head.

"P-Portman is m-making me tr-transfer to a h-hospital that's h-hours away f-from here in t-two weeks!" I cried, sobbing into his chest.

"No!" He gasped, pulling me tighter.

"Yes!" I whimpered, clinging onto him for dear life.

We sank down onto the bed together, crying and holding each other like we were both about to die.

Nobody bothered us the rest of the day. 

*A/N: Hello my lovelies! I know it's been like over a month since I've updated this fanfic, but I was mainly focusing on my other fanfic, My Life With My Chemical Romance, since it's almost over. Anways, this chapter was going to be longer, but I decided that I should post what I had so you guys didn't have to wait as long. Anyways, thanks for over 400 reads! That's awesome!

Till next time,

Zowie  

P.S. Another reason why I uploaded this is because Deadpool_girl92 loves this fanfic so much that she's always asking for more, so her you go! <3