Franks POV :
"Fuck fuck fuck". I accidentally screamed as I cut too deep on my wrists. Unfortunately he always does. Banging loudly and aggressively on our en-suite screaming at me to open the door, but we both know that wasn't going to happen which led to him calling 911 to open the door and get me to talk to them about what happened and end up forcing me to go to the hospital to get checked out mentally and physically.When the police and ambulance arrived I heard Gerard tell them the situation I was currently in and heard everyone coming upstairs to try and get me out. The door handle jiggled as the paramedics tried to open the door but failed as the door was locked with the key I had in my hand. I heard whispers outside of the bathroom and then one person spoke up. " Hey Frank, I'm Officer Hurley do you think you'd be able to open the door for me so we know your alright". I didn't respond, not because I didn't want to it was because I didn't know how to, my silence made another one of the emergency people speak up. "Frank, I'm one of the emergency paramedics, Doctor Wentz, if you're safe hit the door twice if not hit the door once", silence came form the other side so I decided to do the same, not hitting the door to acknowledge Dr Wentz or anyone on the other side. "Honey, please let us know your safe, please it's heartbreaking to see you like this" I heard his cries in his voice which made tears find their way down my face and sobs come out my mouth. More voices occurred from outside the door which then resulted in two new voices talking to me directly.
"Frank, I am Doctor Stump and I'm not trying to be harsh here but if you do not open the door now I will have another one of my colleagues use force" this made me whimper and cry louder as they'd find a way to get to me either way. "Frank, last chance" said his beloved boyfriend. I was frozen in place and I couldn't move, next thing I heard was "I'm officer Trohman and I'm going to have to use force to open this door so we know you are safe".A body slammed against the other side of the door cracking the wood, after another two slams the door burst open and I saw five people before me: Gerard, two people in doctor outfits with name tags, one reading 'Dr Wentz' and another 'Dr Stump' and then two men in fully equipped officer outfits with badges reading 'Officer Hurley' and 'Officer Trohman'. At that moment I realised I was trapped and my deep cuts where exposed.
"Frank, shall we go get you cleaned up?" Asked Dr Wentz, all I was able to do was stare in fear of what I had done and how it was now exposed. Officer Hurley was stood behind me and gently placed his hand on my back and whispered to me " come on let's go with Dr Wentz" he slowly pushed me towards Dr Wentz and he follows behind. I then heard Gerard in a hysterical state and can't believe I've affected him in this way, it's all my fault it always is.
When me, Dr Wentz and Officer Hurley got to the ambulance outside, Dr Wentz began to work on my arm and Officer Hurley tried his best to comfort me from the pain from the alcohol, after he'd finished on my arm Officer Hurley took me to the police car and asked if he could speak with me, I hesitantly nodded my head and got into the back seat of the car and so did the officer.
"Would it be okay if I asked u some questions?" I nodded my head slowly and with no effort. "Alright, so are you okay living in that household and with the person you live with" "yes why?" I asked curiously, "just getting to know your life better as-well as your boyfriends to see if your safe in that environment"
I was surprised that he thought I wasn't safe in that environment, if I wasn't safe its because I'm not safe from myself, "no no it's all good trust me" he seemed unsure of my answer but didn't question it.Officer Hurley led me back into mine and Gerard house and we walked into the kitchen to find Officer Trohman, Gerard, Dr stump and Dr Wentz around the kitchen table, Officer Hurley told me to take a seat and then sat down next to me. Everyone was staring at me with concern which made me feel ashamed of myself, Gerard was the first to speak up "Frankie, honey what happened" I did know exactly what happened but could not tell any of them especially Gerard because it would crush him so much. Shortly after I didn't answer, Dr Wentz informed Dr Stump about my deep lacerations on my arm and how they would need to take me to the hospital because I would need stitches and they didn't have the right resources in the ambulance. "Frank we are going to have to know what you used for your severe self harm" I panic at this, I've never told anyone or showed anyone what I have used before, but I knew I'm going to have to tell them today, and most likely now. Shit. " I -erm I-I ......" I couldn't find the words to form the correct sentence. " Would you prefer to write it down instead and then show it to me, I do not have to how anyone else what you write but one of us has to know and know it now okay?" Officer Hurley stated, I nodded and he passed me a pen and paper, I scribbled 'razor blade'
He looked down and sighed softly, he then looked up and told the others to give them a minute then took me outside back to the police car and got in the back seat with me once again, "Frank this is a serious issue and I'm going to need you to hand me all the blades you have in your possession right now in your room, bathroom and on yourself now"
I whimpered and tears formed in my eyes but never fell, Officer Hurley noticed this and rubbed curled on back to calm me down, "I know this is scary for you but I need you to do this for me please" I looked up with my tears eyes and nodded.
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Maybe things do get better
FanfictionFrank iero is a 17 year old boy who has a few mental health issues well at least according to his 22 year old boyfriend Gerard. Frank is always in and out of the hospital thanks to Gerard always calling 911 on him because Gerard wasn't strong enough...