Internet Friends: Ferard Kik Story

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"Well, from what you told me, it sounds like that you could press assault charges against the guy that hurt you," said the doctor we were with today. "If he struck you hard enough to where you coughed up blood, then that's a good enough reason to do so."

"I don't think we need to do that," Frank said from the bed he was sitting on. The doctor nodded, typing something into the computer he was at.

"Although if it happens again I'll beat someones ass," I mumbled.

"Now, we don't need you in trouble," he said still typing away.

"I don't care." I shifted in my seat, looking up at Frankie and seeing that he was fiddling with his thumbs out of boredom, rocking his legs back and forth, making me smile slightly.

"Okay, the bruises on your side will heal up eventually, just eat healthier foods and it should work. The scratch you don't need to worry about. But, because of the injury in your chest, your esophagus has been bruised-"

"You can bruise your esophagus?" I blurted out.

"In fact, you can. Usually it happens when you don't chew something up very well, or you swallow a pill without enough water. Things like that can scratch it, leaving a bruise. But the guy that fought with you inflicted enough damage to you to where it bruised the inside and outside," he explained.

"That's weird," Frank said.

"So, what you need to do is just be cautious of what your doing," the doctor started, "just eat soft foods so your esophagus doesn't bruise anymore than it has, take some Tylenol or Advil to ease the pain, and drink plenty of fluids. And, if I were you, I would try to limit your talking for the next few days just incase. Do that, and come back in a week so I can see how you're doing. Sound good boys?"

We both nodded, everyone getting up from where they were sitting and exited the small room. Frank and I walked down the hallway, turned left and met with the door entering the lobby.

"Have a good day," I heard the receptionist say as we walked by.

"You too."

I pushed the glass door open, holding it for Frankie. He smiled, taking a hold of my hand and squeezing it.

We walked together across the parking lot, soon getting to my car. I pulled my keys out from my jacket pocket pressing the unlock button. I followed Frank over to his side, grabbing the door handle before he could and opened it up for him like the gentleman I am.

"Thank you kind sir," he said in an English accent. Once he got in, I slammed the door loudly, scaring this shit out of him. He scowled at me through the window, flipping me off. I blew him a kiss and walked over to the drivers side.

I jumped in, looking to my right and seeing that Frank had his arms crossed with a playful pout on his face. I grinned at him, leaning over the arm rests.

"I love youu," I said nuzzling our noses together. His lips curved up into a small smile, avoiding my gaze. I cradled his face with my left hand, pecking him on the cheek and then his lips. And just for the fun of it, I licked his face.

He pulled back wiping his face with his jacket sleeve. He scowled at me again.

"You're fucking gross," he whined.

"No, I'm Gerard," I said kissing him one last time.

"Hello Gerard, I'm Dad."

"Ah, Daddy," I moaned after starting the car, earning a shove from Frank. I chuckled softly, pulling out of my parking spot and onto the two-lane highway.

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this was short but I needed to update

sorry I havent in awhile, too much has been going on for me

I hope you enjoyed!

I loVE yOU

guh bye

-dj/darah