JOYRIDING

/twenty/

This is pure filler and it's horrible and I'm sorry  in advance

It's been a week since they told me he was getting better. He still hasn't woken up.
The worrying really took – and is still taking – a toll on me. I wasn't eating a lot, and I was sleeping less; I ended up fainting last night. I was still in the hospital so they actually kept me overnight, in the same room as my Frank. That was nice.

It's been another week. He's not waking up. They don't think he ever will. When I heard, I drove out the pier with every intention of killing myself. I'd love to say that I suddenly felt my outlook shift and everything became okay, but that isn't true. I jumped, fell some number of feet, and hit ice cold waves. This guy that was on the beach ended up saving me. I got off lucky, with some bruising and not much else.
I still want to die. I wish Frank would just fucking wake up and make everything okay again.

Mikey lets out a huge sigh and takes another sip of his coffee. "You've got to stop destroying yourself over this. I know you're upset. I don't blame you in the slightest, but you have to stop acting like you are."
I sigh, and try to ignore how he's bracing himself for a major backlash. "I know. I can already see it fucking destroying me. I just don't know what to do. I mean- I smoke a pack of cigarettes a day, I drink so much coffee to compensate insomnia that the doctors think I'm going to overdose, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera. Do you know how hard it is to overdose on caffeine through coffee? I'm going to kill myself if I keep going."
He nods slowly. "Yeah, exactly."

Okay there will be one more chapter im sorry this sucks so bad I'm just emphasising stuff I guess basically Gerard is gay for Frank the end