Three Facts

Chapter Nine

"A mental hospital? That won't help Frank!" I shout at Mrs. Oliver.

"He needs i-"

"There is nothing wrong with him!" I snap. I can't let this happen. I won't let this happen. Not to Frank, who I care strongly about.

"Sane people don't want to hurt them selves, Mr. Way!"

"But how will a hospital help?" I ask.

"The people there can watch him. It's safe!"

"I can watch him!" I feel my body becoming heated. I'm angry.

"If I can't, then you can't Mr. Way." Mrs. Oliver sassed back.

"That's not-"

"Enough!" She interrupts. "I'm done discussing this. Frank is going no matter what."

"Where am I going?" I turn around quickly to see Frank's sad face a few feet away from me. He looks broken.

"A Mental hospital." Mrs. Oliver says with not a problem at all.

"But why?" I can hear the sadness in Frank's quiet voice.

"I don't want you hurt again." Mrs. Oliver replies.

"If you don't want me hurt, don't send me to a hospital." Frank snaps.

"Honey, I'll visit. So will your brothers. You-"

"I just want Gee to visit." Frank interrupts. I look at Frank sympathetical.

"No you don't!" Mrs. Oliver snaps.

"Ryan, Pete, Ray, Patrick, Brendon, and Gerard but not you, ma! You're not even my real mother! You are sending me somewhere I don't want to go!"

"Somewhere he doesn't need to go." I step in. Mrs. Oliver looks hurt but right away, her expression changes to angry.

"You're still going!" Mrs. Oliver yells louder then I've ever heard her yell. Frank runs off. I send Mrs. Oliver a mean look before chasing after him.

"Frank!" I rush into his room and see him crying on his floor. I sigh, sitting down next to him and pulling his light body into my lap. "Shhh, It's okay. It's okay." I whisper in his ear. "Everything will be fine."

****

Everything is not fine.

Frank leaves to check into the hospital soon. I don't even know how I'm going to say goodbye. I can only visit on Monday's and Saturday's. After Frank leaves today, I'm going home. Surprise. Surprise. Mrs. Oliver fired me. So really, I'm saying goodbye to everyone, but saying goodbye to Frank will hurt the most. It's amazing how you can trust someone and all of a sudden, the bitch comes out of them.

I watch as Frank walks into the kitchen, holding his packed bags. His eyes meet mine and I send him a sad smile. He drops his bags and walks over to me.

"Missing you is going to be the hardest thing." His voice crake's and I rush over to him, embracing him in a hug. "I don't want to leave." He mumbles into my chest.

"I don't want you to leave Frankie." I pull away. "Did you say goodbye to everyone?" I ask.

"Not you." Frank replies. "Fact one." he starts and I smile, knowing this is a good way for him to cheer me up. I'm going to miss this. "I want to play a guitar in a famous band."

"That's something an amazing talented person like you can do. I can't believe I haven't asked you to play for me." I reply.

"One day Gerard."