2 MONTHS LATER
Gerard's POV
I've been really busy lately with school and all. I had completely forgotten about Frank. I had gotten a scholarship to School of Visual Arts, and I haven't been able to see Frank in months. Sitting in class my mind began to wonder off thinking about Frank. 'Christmas break is coming up and I should be able to squeeze in time to go see him. I really miss that motherfucker.' I thought to myself as the teacher droned on about how you should watch depth and other useless shit.
Franks POV
I've given up on Gerard coming to see me. It's been months and I haven't heard from him or Mikey. Ray doesn't get near me anymore. 'I wish I could take everything back....' I thought to myself as I stared at the cuts running all over my arms. I stole a pencil sharpener from a nurse and took the blade out. I hid the blade in the bathroom under the sink. No one ever cleans in there but me so only I knew about it. The nurses and doctors just ignored me now.
I'm just a toy to them all. The nurses, doctors, Ray, Mikey, and Gerard. None of them care. No one ever did but my mom. I wish I could have one more day with her, just a single moment so I could hug her and hear her say everything's going to be alright. I ran and got the razor out from under the sink. "No one cares...." I whispered to myself as I sat down in the floor pulling my black skinny jeans off to cut my legs. After I finished I noticed the cuts began to bruise. I curled up in a ball and cried into my knees. "God please help me..." I managed to choke out.
Gerards POV
"Mr. Way are you paying attention?" The teacher snapped at me, and smacking his ruler against the table next to me. "Yes, sir." I lied and he turned back around to the board continuing to draw a box. I rolled my eyes and just walked out of class. I needed to see Frank. I drove as fast as I could to Sunny Side. It was past visiting hours but I didn't care. I sneaked past the front desk and ran to Franks room. "Fra..." I was cut off by Frank latching onto me. He hugged me so I tight I could barley breathe. "Hey..." I gasped out.
"I missed you so much!" Frank choked out through his tears. I walked him over to his bed and noticed he looked like walking hurt him. I sat him down on his bed and ordered him to tell me why he looked in pain. He pulled his skinny jeans off and his legs were a bloody mess. He had cuts everywhere. "You did this?" I asked him with tears in my eyes.
He nodded slowly and pulled his jeans back on. I sighed and sat on the bed with him. "We're going to get you out of this place and back home so I know you're safe." I said wrapping an arm around his shoulders. He snapped his head at me. "I have to stay for another year though." Frank said trying to stand up. I grabbed his hand pulling him back down next to me. "You're underestimating me Iero." I smirked as he looked at me puzzled.
