Diseased [Frerard] [Petekey]

Chapter 15

Mikey-

After driving around with Pete while he tried to convince me to date him, he dropped me off at home. Despite being angry at him for trying to get me to date him and nearly getting me to say yes, I skipped up the stairs out of happiness.

He was so incredibly cute and sweet when he wanted to be.

I found that Gerard wasn't home and I was proud because maybe he was out with his crush having fun.

Having the time of his life.

My phone rang and the caller I.D. was Gerard's.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Mikey? Mikey, this is Frank, what's wrong with Gerard? Gerard's doing something weird, I don't understand. Mikey what is he doing?" he asked.

"Where are you?" I asked.

"I'm at the park, Mikey what do I do I didn't do anything I promise he just fell and now he's like muttering and shaking and I think he's having a seizure. What do I do? What do I do?" Frank asked. "Is there a doctor anywhere?"

"I will be right over, just calm down. He's okay, just stay with him", I prompted. "I'm on my way now".

He clicked off and I quickly made my way to the park where Frank drop kicked him once. Frank was huddled around Gerard freaking out.

"Frank!" I called.

He looked up at me with panicked eyes.

"Give him some space, it's just a panic attack", I calmed him.

"That doesn't make me feel any better," he cried. "What did I do?"

"It must have been a car or something", I looked around and noticed that we were right by the road.

"We need to get him away from the road", I told him.

"O-okay", he gulped.

He helped me gently pick up my brother and we took him to a park bench. This is when people started to take notice and clutter around. This alone made me incredibly angry because it didn't help.

I wanted to yell, but if Gerard could still hear, it would help absolutely nothing. But neither are they. I stomped my feet and tried to herd them away but the nosy assholes would just get closer. I couldn't stand when people did that.

It's none of your goddamn business, carry on with your own shitty life dude.

"Can you guys please step back?" I asked. "He needs space. He's fine, just give him some space".

Frank was still freaking out so he didn't help at all. Someone pushed through the crowd. I wanted to push them away. I looked at them with desperate eyes and he just held out his hand. The gesture meant "Give me a second".

He raised his hand and in a calm tone, got everyone's attention.

"I'm a doctor, and I would kindly ask you all to back up. You are not helping him by cramping him. It could further induce a panic attack", he said in an authoritative and smart tone.

Everyone began to back up, and so did the claimed doctor.

"Thank you", I smiled at him.

They still remained, so he just shooed them away.

"Go. Leave. You're not helping", the doctor told people.

Finally, Gerard had his space. Frank was coming down from his high of being scared. Gerard stopped muttering and groaning. Now he was just asleep.

I thanked the doctor once again, who introduced himself.

"I'm Doctor Trohman, I remember your case from a few years ago. He's not doing so well?" he asked.

I looked to make sure Frank hadn't overheard. I shrugged at him and he nodded knowingly.

"It gets better, even if it doesn't seem like it. At least he's going outside now," he smiled. "Please call me if you need anything, I'm all over his patient file".

"Thank you", I said as he walked away.

"Is he gonna be okay?" Frank asked.

"Yes, and you did nothing wrong. How about you go home and I'll take it from here. He's asleep now, so I'll wake him up", I prompted him. 

"Are you sure? How do you know?" he questioned.

"He's not stirring or muttering anymore. He's sound asleep and everything will be okay. He'll text you when we get home", I began to shoo him away.

He yanked his body around me, shaking his head. He crossed his arms.

"I won't leave his side. I don't know what went on but I couldn't live with myself if it were my fault. Nothing like that just comes out of nowhere", he shook his head.

"That's kind of what panic attacks are", I explained.

His shoulders dropped. He sighed.

"What happened? Why would he just do that?" he inquired.

I didn't answer immediately. I looked down, taking too long to make an excuse. This instantly got him on my case. He glared at me accusingly. I instantly thought about how to get him away; embarrassment! 

"Why do you care so much?" I shot. 

"I care because I have a small crush on him", he shrugged. "I know what you're trying to do, it won't work".

Damn it. I sighed.

"Fine," I quipped. "You wanna know so bad? Why don't you ask him? I'm not giving away his god damn business".

I stormed away, leaving Frank in the dust. Gerard is a grown man, he walked here, he can walk home. I got home and jumped in the shower so I wouldn't have to tomorrow. I'm treating Gerard to another night of movies or something because of this hard day of his. I dried my hair and jumped in my pajamas before whipping up  several peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and popping a ton of popcorn. 

I got a call from Gerard and quickly answered it.

"Hello?" I addressed.

"Hey, I'm okay and I'm on my way to your house. I'm just letting you know", he sounded just fine, just as I assumed.

"Okay, see you in a bit", I said goodbye and clicked off the phone. 

I may have not really addressed this before.

It's hard living with someone like Gerard. I'm impatient. I'm not very understanding without an epiphany. This is why I've been nicer to Gerard over getting angry that he's on the couch. He hasn't even really done that in a while. I think Gerard had an epiphany as well. As he went off that bridge, he watched his life flash before his eyes. And it would have been worth it. His life was exciting, it was fun, it was amazing. Now if it flashed before his eyes it would be nothing but couch sitting.

And I'm glad both of us come to these epiphanys.

It'll be hard, but someday this won't happen anymore. In the end, both of us will be better people.