Starman (Frerard)

Chapter 2

Frank woke up at around four the next morning. He took a shower, got dressed, and made himself some coffee. After having a few cups, as well as some toast, he put on his jacket and headed to his car. It was a pretty short drive to Mikey and Gerard's house; almost a ten minute drive, at most. He pulled up to the driveway next to Mikey's SUV. He shut off the engine and got out before locking the car, and walked right up to the front door, ringing the doorbell. But right before he did, he noticed something wasn't right. He could have sworn he heard someone yelling loudly. Upon closer inspection, Frank noticed that it was Gerard that was yelling, and he could also faintly hear Mikey's voice. He was telling Gerard to calm down over and over again, but he sounded clearly frustrated. Frank gulped, knowing that today could potentially be a little rough, clearly knowing that Gerard is distressed. Frank then noticed that the front door was cracked open. Frank felt it would be rude to just walk in unannounced, but he also wanted to help Mikey calm Gerard down. Frank decided to step inside and try to be of some assistance. He walked inside and went to the living room, where he saw Mikey crouching down, holding down Gerard's arms as he jerked violently, thrashing and yelling as he sat on the floor. Frank immediately walked up to Mikey and Gerard, his eyes laced with concern.

            "What's going on?" Frank asked Mikey, who just sighed as he continued to hold down Gerard's arms, likely to prevent him from hurting himself.

            "Gerard's just cranky, I think. I woke him up not that long ago. He won't stop trying to hit himself because he's clearly agitated. I don't know what to do to stop him," Mikey replied. Frank felt on edge a little. He didn't know what to do to help Gerard calm down either. The best he could do at this point is just wing it. He crouched down to face Gerard, smiling nervously.

            "Hey, Gerard. It's me, Frank. Remember me?" he said, putting his hand on Gerard's shoulder. Gerard immediately stopped yelling and looked over at Frank, and when he did, a huge smile spread across his face as he mumbled. Frank smiled back, laughing lightheartedly.

            "Oh, Frank. You really are a godsend, I swear," Mikey said, feeling relieved as he stood up. "I forgot to mention that he gets aggressive sometimes. On most occasions he'll try to hit me or himself, so be careful if that ever happens,"

            "Alright. You can head out now. I got it from here. Should I make him breakfast now?" Frank asked.

            "Now would actually be a good time to do that. He gets irritable if he goes long enough without food," Mikey replied, walking out of the living room. "Call me if you need anything, okay?"

            "Okay. Have a good day at work,"

            "Thanks. See you later,"

            Mikey walked out the front door, leaving Frank alone with Gerard. Frank could already feel himself panic a little. He was afraid that Gerard might become hostile again, and he really didn't know what to do if that were to ever happen, God forbid. He figured he should just roll with the punches and take it easy for now since it's only his first day of work. Frank turned back to Gerard and smiled again.

            "I'm gonna start making breakfast for you, okay? Wanna watch some TV?" Frank asked, standing up and grabbing the remote, turning on the TV, which displayed an episode of Sesame Street. Gerard's attention diverted to the TV as Frank walked out of the living room and into the kitchen. He went to the fridge and pulled out a half full carton of brown eggs. He set them on the counter, then grabbed some butter and a frying pan. He put it on the stove and turned it on, then proceeded to put some butter in it for the eggs. He then grabbed a bowl from the cupboard and cracked two eggs, mixing them with a fork. After that, he poured the eggs into the pan, which immediately made a sizzling noise. Frank worked on stirring around the eggs until they were cooked, then put them on a plate. He then grabbed a sippy cup from the cupboard and poured some orange juice in it from the fridge. After grabbing a fork, he took the plate and sippy cup and set it down on the table. He then walked back to the living room to get Gerard.