KISS ME YOU ANIMAL-Frerard one shots

Support group

A/N well this is some fluffy shit. Suicide attempt, maybe a little depressive, self harm.

Gerard's pov

I couldn't see clear anymore. I felt the floor spinning under me. I heard weird voices, but i couldn't register anything. And then everything went dark.

"Gerard, wake up." I opened my eyes. I don't know what happened. I can't see anything. "Gerard," soft voice called my name again. 

I could finally see a silhouette in front of me, clouded with some sort of fog. I boasted my eyes, when something clicked in my slow mind, "granma?" 

"Sweetie," her voice was soft and full of pain. "Where am i?" I reached out and tried to touch her, but something was between us, it was like she was some sort of projection. "It's okay, trust me." I blinked fast and tried to memorise her. I miss her so much.

"I don't have much time, listen to me, you have to go back. It's not your time yet. I'm always here, just look into your heart. I never left you..." her voice was fading. "Granma, noo! Wait i-" everything disappeared. 

I opened my eyes and was struck by bright lights. Everything was so bright and white, my mind couldn't process what's happening.

"He woke up!" I heard a high pitched voice beside me, "mum, he woke up!" I turned my head to the left and saw a skinny boy looking at me like i just raised from the dead.

"Gerard?" A puffed face leaned to me. What happened, were am i? Why is everyone so loud?

I closed my eyes and tried to think hard. "Mum, Mikes?" I barely whispered. I felt so weak.

"Shhh, don't speak. You lost tons of blood." I lost to- what?!

I saw a doctor coming near me. He spoke something with my mother and i drifted back to sleep.

-

"Gerard Arthur Way...is that correct?" I nodded while the doctor kept writing something. After two weeks they finally let me go. 

He started saying weird shit to my mother and i just drifted into my own world. I have to go back to high school, i have to do stuff, i have to care, i have to live...

I remember something happened. I don't know what exactly, but whenever i think about this dream i had, my heartbeat increases. I know it was important. I know i felt sad but also satisfied. How could that be?

"...support group meetings on Friday..." "What?" I blurted. Doctor gave me that 'you poor soul i wish i could care' look and said slowly, "you should attend meeting with this so called support group. It will help you move on and forget."

Forget what? My pointless life? It's not like anything's gonna change, except maybe that i won't have a chance to do this again in a while. I groaned. Why me?!

"Also we want to prevent this from happening again." 

I rolled my eyes and slipped back into my head.

-

"Hello! How are you today? Good? Oh, so many lovely faces!" I starred into this person dumbfounded. What the fuck? She seems like a person who sleeps with a unicorn and watches Disney movies. How did i get here?

We sat on chairs in circle. Our group consisted mostly of teenagers and young adults. I didn't really bother to look at them. I didn't want to be here anyway.

"Why don't we start with introductions? I'll go first. My name is Julia, i've been a psychologist for 2 years..." I didn't really listen to her. Until... "I'm sorry, you're next! Excuse me, you in black!" I noticed her finger pointed at me and i shuddered a bit.