Chapter 3

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Dr Biersack POV:
"Hello frank I'm Doctor Biersack and I'll be your new psychiatrist for the time being". I put my hand out to shake his but he put his head down looking at floor and ignored me. Joe, a good friend of mine gestured me over to the door when he was currently standing, "Frank has been through a bit quite recently and he hasn't been that willing to speak to anyone who has tried to speak to him to help" he whispered, I quietly stated, "I won't get into much today or pressure him, but I shall need to finish the start off questions today or I'll be in trouble with Brendon, you know he like things done quickly". Brendon was my boss and I had to report every session I had with every client to him, and if I wasn't on schedule or a client wasn't making progress with me, he would take that case into his own hands.

Joe nodded his head as he didn't particularly like Brendon either, "alright then, I'll speak to you later yeh" Joe said and I nodded and shut the door behind him after he left. I turned to Frank and saw him shaking.

"Frank you alright bud?" He didn't respond so I tried another tactic of crouching down in front of him and placed my hand on his knee to stop him from bouncing his leg up and down, he finally looked up at me with teary eyes and whimpered "I-I'm ss-sorry"
"Hey hey it's okay don't be sorry, there's nothing to be sorry for okay", I reassured the younger boy and he stopped crying and calmed down.

I glanced at the clock and it read 5:20, twenty minutes had passed and I'd gotten nowhere so far and I need to get these questions done. "Frank I do not want to push you far today but I need you to answer these questions", I saw him nod his head hesitantly so I began the questions. "So can you tell me why you're speaking with me today?", he responded by pointing towards the paper and pen, I'm guessing he rather write it down so I gave him my pen and notebook and saw him scribble some, he passes it me back and I looked down, 'suicide attempt'. I sighed because it's so sad to see young people hurting that much that they can't survive life anymore.

"So I'd like you to tell about these voices that you've mentioned to Dr Wentz, do think you can talk to me about them?" I cautiously asked trying not to make him feel uncomfortable or scared of me. "I h-have.... the-se voices in my hea-d telling me n-negative thoughts-sss..." he managed to stutter out but looked at the floor and fumbling with his hands. "Okay, and do these voices tell you to attempt suicide-" he winced "- or that your a burden." All I managed to get out of him was a nods but at least it was some kind of response.

"How have you been eating and sleeping Frank" I mentioned just as I noticed the bags under his eyes and how underweight he looked, "It's been p-perfect-ly fine....,w-why?" the younger questioned. I hummed to acknowledge his answer but didn't answer his question, "Hey Brendon, could I have you and Pete up here within the next 15minutes please" I spoke into the intercom and quickly revived a reply from Brendon, "alright we'll be up in a minute". Frank stared at me confused and scared, he started shaking again but worse than last time while whimpering louder with every passing minute, progressing into a panic attack.

Minutes later a knock came from the other side of the door. Brendon walked in with Pete following behind, they quickly noticed the minor have an attack so Brendon acted rapidly and hastily walked over to Frank. "Frank, what happened" he asked but not gaining a response, after a couple of minutes Franks state had not changed. "Pete run down to my office and get some Ativan. Now!", and with that Pete dashed out the door and Brendon turned to me and asked " Andy what happened, what did you say" "nothing i just asked him if he's been eating and sleeping regularly because I noticed bags under his eyes and if you ask me he looks like he's underweight". He didn't reply so I stayed quite after, Pete soon arrived back with a needle in a sealed packet and a bottle of pills. "I didn't know which would best so I got both...." Pete trailed off, Brendon immediately took the pills off him and turned back to the panicking boy, "Frank, Frank do you think you'll be able to take these", he said while shaking three pills in his hand "I'd never give anyone this many but we need to knock him out fast before he makes himself pass out which could potentially be more dangerous" he said to me and Pete, we nodded and watched Brendon try to speak to Frank. "Frank listen if you don't take these pills I'm going to have choice but to inject the Ativan", still no response so he grabbed the needle off Pete and without warning pushed it into Franks neck earning a scream from the boy and he passed out.

"The actual reason I wanted you two to come up here was because I think it'd best to have Frank admitted for his safety and others, and i wanted yours and Petes opinions on it before I made decisions on what to do with him", Pete spoke up and asked "did you talk about the voices with him" "Yeh I did but I didn't really get much from him". "I'll speak to his boyfriend about the situation and his mother will be contacted as he's a minor" stated Brendon seriously.

Hours later I was sitting in my office alone looking through Franks file and drinking my black coffee when I heard my pager beep, I dug it out from my jacket pocket to see what the alert was for, I read the screen to see a messaging telling me that Frank Iero had awoken. I finished my coffee and made my way out of my office locking it behind me, I started my journey down the white walls to the 'mental health holding ward' and stopped outside room 22m, Franks room, and slowly knocked on the door "come in" I heard Brendon say through the door, I walked in to see Frank curled up on the bed refusing to look at Brendon who was siting on the chair next to the bed with a clipboard and pen in his hands.

As Brendon noticed that I had entered the room he got up form the chair and walked over to me. He handed me the clipboard and I looked down at the notes, but all I saw was 'uncooperative/ suicide watch/ halos psychiatric hospital?' I looked up at Brendon confused and he whispered "maybe it's the best option" I nodded and he took the clipboard back and we walked over to Frank and sat on the end of the bed, Frank looked startled and turned to face us fear plastered on his face. "So Dr Biersack, I called Franks mother and explained the situation, she said she'd be here soon and as for Gerard he's in the waiting room, I spoke to both of them about the hospital and they both agreed but Frank is now refusing to speak to us as he strongly disagrees with the hospital" Brendon stated "however if he keeps refusing to speak to us then we can put him under a section 2, which would be worse for him because he could be on suicide watch for the whole 28 days however if he willing come with us he should only be on suicide watch for a few days, a week at most" Brendon finished his speech and turned to frank. "Frank, are you willing to speak to your psychiatrist" Frank rolled towards us and just stared, I sighed at the younger. "Alright okay Frank, we will leave you alone now but as you are on suicide watch there is a camera in here and just press the orange button on your bed for a nurse or press the red on if you need one of us." And with that we existed the room.

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