I'll Keep Believing:Frerard:~Sequel to Born To Lose~

Chapter 8:I Get So Weak

-Chapter Title Credit:Famous Last Words by MCR-

Frank held the older boy as he cuddled into him on the couch in Mikey's apartment.

Well Mikey AND Ray's apartment.

"Alright so let me make sure im understanding this,You've been seeing things for weeks?And you havn't told me because you think that im going to have you taken back to the mental hospital?"Mikey sighed heavily rubbing his temple.

Gerard nodded weakly feeling embarrassed.

Mikey made it sound as if it was the most idiotic thing.

Frank squeezed his waist softly and Gerard snuggled his face into his neck.

"Gerard....im not going to send you back,You need to get that in your fucking head.I would NEVER have sent you there to begin with.That was mom who did that to you.Thats why I fought so hard to get you out."

Relief flooded throughout Gerards body,and for the first time in months he felt as if he could finally breath properly.

The relief was shattered the next instant however when Mikey proceeded to say,"That being said I need to know the truth.Have you been taking your medication?"

Gerard swallowed thickly,his mind beginning to panic.

He couldn't take his medication.

He didn't want it to change who he was.

Although he hated himself,he hated the thought of being some fake even worse.

"You know I have.My drug test can prove that to you."Luckily his voice came out strong.

Mikeys eyes seemed to burn a hole into Gerards,but the older Way brother forced himself not to look away.

"I think your not telling the truth,"Mikey said slowly,"I think your doing something wrong.....like maybe not taking as many as your suppose to."

Gerard forced himself not to flinch.

It was like his brother had been crawling around his brain.

"Why that fuck would I do that?"Gerard shot back with false confidence.

Mikey didn't reply,he just stared.

A silence fell,during which Frank played with Gerards fingers,calming  him quickly slightly.

"Were going to have to get your blood tested,"Mikey finally decided.

The panic flared up 20 times worse than before.

Blood tested.

Needles.

oh fuck.Oh Fuck.

He could picture the needles laying on one of the metal trays along with vials that would soon be filled with his blood.

He had shot up with Heroine that one time,but he had been so out of it he didn't actually realize what the fuck was happening,it was like he was a completely different person.

But at the current moment he was almost completely sober and he couldn't get the image out of his mind.

Gerard was shaking by now,and the sweat that had formed on his face caused his dyed red hair stick to his forehead.

"Gerard?!"Mikey asked scared.

Frank stared down at the boy he was holding in his arms protectively,frowning.

Their eyes locked and something clicked in his head.

"Mikey fucking way,"Frank growled looking up.

Mikey looked at Frank confused.

"You said he was going to have to get blood work done,"

Mikey's eyebrows knitted together in confusion.

"Needles,"Frank hissed.

Mikeys eyes widened in understanding.

His older brother was terrified of needles.

The word hit Gerard hard and he felt his stomach clench.

Within seconds he was flinging Franks arms off of him and running to the bathroom.

For the second time that day Gerard found himself throwing up.

Frank followed after him and hugged him lovingly when he finished being sick.

Gerard let out a whimper and wrapped his arms around Franks neck,leaning on him heavily.

He was so fucking exhausted.

This panic attack was the last thing he needed after all that had happened tonight.

"Im so sorry Gerard,"Mikey rambled from his spot standing in the doorway.

"I think thats enough talking for tonight Mikey."Frank said in a warning tone.

He knew Mikey hadn't meant to cause his brother a panic attack,but Frank didn't care.

The only reason this beautiful,hurting boy being held in his arms was alive,was because of Frank.

If Frank hadn't snuck out to the cemetery,Gerard would have succeeded in removing himself from the world of the living.

So yes,it was understandable that Frank was feeling over protective of Gerard.

He always had.

Mikey nodded looking guilty.

"You guys can sleep here tonight,Ray won't be home for another hour or two but he won't care."

Fuck,Frank realized,I have to go home tonight or Isobel will have a fit.

But Frank knew there was no way in hell he was going to leave Gerards side.

"Gee,"Frank whispered not breaking the embrace they had on each other.

Gerard had managed to stop shaking for the most part and was starting to feel better by this point.

Just being in Franks arms had that affect on him.

"Mmm?"Gerard hummed questioningly.

"I have to go home.I have this foster family who will get worried if I don't,"

Sadness flooded throughout Gerard.

Frank was already leaving?

Gerard didn't think he would ever be able to pry himself off of the shorter boy.

"Come spend the night at my house?"Frank interrupted his dark thoughts.

Gerard relaxed and  pulled back slightly so he could see Franks angelic face.

"Okay Frankie."

And not bothering that Mikey was still standing in the door frame watching,Gerard leaned down and crashed his pale pink lips against Franks.

 -Hey guys,so I won't be able to update tomorrow.Im going to Warped Tour so i'll be gone all day.Im not going to be able to update again tonight either,because im having a friend coming over to go with me tomorrow.So enjoy this lovely chapter and I will update again as soon as possible.Love you all-ChemicalSkeleton