Maybe things do get better

Chapter 5

Franks POV:
I woke up and attempted to open my eyes however quickly shut when a bright white light shone into them, I winced and tried to reopen them slowly so they wouldn't hurt. When I fully opened them I saw an IV in my arm and a pulse oximeter, I did not recognise the room I was in and immediately felt panic rise in me, however a few moments later a doctor walked in holding a clipboard. "Ah Frank your awake" I nodded my head hesitantly I was trying to think if I knew this doctors but nothing came to my mind, "I'm Doctor Dawson, but if you prefer, call me Rian" I hummed to acknowledge him but I didn't verbally respond properly.

"Do you know what happened and where you are?" he asked and I shook my head to tell him I didn't know, he sighed and sat down on the chair beside the bed I hadn't noticed he set his clipboard in his lap, "you where taken from your house by two police officers and two EMTs after your boyfriend had called them, when you got to the hospital you where deemed mentally unstable and a few days later you where transferred here, halos psychiatric hospital, and this is where you will be staying until it's considered that you are no long a risk to yourself or others okay?" He spoke.

At that moment it all came flooding back into my head and I screamed and tired to punch the doctor
" no no no no I have to get out of here you don't understand you cannot keep me here!!!!" I screeched, I continued to thrash until I felt hands restrain me. "Hey hey bud, calm down we don't hit doctors okay, now stop thrashing and screaming" I recognised that voice. Officer Hurley. I eventually relaxed and stopped screaming however I was still trying to get out of his grip but he only held me tighter "stop thrashing, i can't let you go until Officer Trohman comes back with some restrains" that only makes me panic more so I started screaming again and I managed to punch Doctor Dawson a few times and Officer Hurley.

After another couple of minutes I hear another voice "alright I got them" it was Officer Trohman with the restrains, I kept fighting back against them however they where stronger and I was soon cuffed to the bed, still screeching and shouting at them. "Frank calm down or we will have to sedate you" I couldn't calm down I was in a fucking mental asylum, so I soon felt a pain in my neck and shortly after I fell asleep.

When I woke up again I was still in the restrains and doctor Dawson was sitting in the chair writing something down on his clipboard, I groaned and this made him look up. "Hello, you okay?" He questions I just nod and he continues to talk "alright so, I can take off your restrains if you promise not to harm yourself or anyone else okay" I just gave him a simple nod again, after he had taken them off he spoke again "I think I'm going to get your psychiatrist up here, the floor you where on before is only a floor down, and you can speak to him does that sounds okay?" I didn't respond because I knew it was a question it was more of a statement and that I'd have to do it anyway. Doctor Dawson leaves the room and I am left alone for I don't know how long but eventually he returns with Dr Biersack and they share a few whispers before Dr Dawson leaves the room again and shuts the door behind him.

"Hey Frank can you look at me" I shook my head and he crouched down beside me however he was keeping his distance even though I wasn't even thinking about hurting him, he was probably just being cautious. "I heard you tried to hit Dr Dawson is that correct?" He questions and I nodded because they probably have it on video anyway as I'm most likely on suicide watch "okay, why was that?" he spoke softly and I mumbled a response "just a sudden outburst I guess" he looked down and scratched something down on his clipboard and then looked up again. "Have you had these outbursts before Frank" I nodded and he didn't ask any further questions on that topic instead he brought up my weight again, can't he just leave me alone already.

"Do you know how much you weigh Frank?" I shrugged because right now I couldn't care less. "Are you aware that you have a bmi of 15.3 and do you know how dangerous that is" I shrugged again, he then offered me something to eat and drink and I refused. "I'm concerned that you may have an eating disorder" I looked at him and laughed because it was not true, "Frank I'm serious, I have all the evidence right here to diagnose you with: self harm, suicidal ideation, EDNOS, depression, anxiety and a sleeping disorder, do you understand why you have to be hospitalised now, because with that many mental health disorders your not stable to be in the public right now and you are a risk to yourself and others, you understand all this right" I nodded however didn't show him any other response he got his pager from the belt around his waist and spoke into it "could I get Brendon Urie up to room 136, I repeat Brendon Urie up to room 136" and then he turned back to me "he won't be a minute Frank" this made me curious to why he was coming up here and before I could get lost in my thoughts there was a knock on the door and Dr Biersack got up to open and of course it was Dr Urie. "What do you need me for Andy? I was trying to stop a fight from developing" he asked impatiently, Dr Biersack got up and walked towards him " can I speak with you outside please? He spoke and Dr Urie nodded and with that they both left me alone.

What felt like hours later the two doctors came back in and they had serious expressions etched upon their faces and Dr Urie came closer towards me and sat down on the chair, "Frank we would like to start you on medication" he spoke softly and I just looked down and mumbled "I don't need to fucking drugs". Dr Biersack then also got involved and couched next to my bed "we really believe it would be beneficial, and you won't need to take them forever just while we try to help you and understand why you are so unstable okay?" He asked and I was reluctant and didn't answer so he spoke again "Frank as your still a minor your mother was contacted and she agrees with us that you should take the medication" this made me think, I wanted to make sure my mom was happy however I was still against drugs. Minutes later I made the decision to accept the medication and both doctors seemed pleased with me. "We will also assign you a nurse to monitor your meals to make sure you are eating enough and we will also get you a nutritionist to personalise what your eating." I couldn't do anything because I knew they would just do it anyway so I nodded while looking at the floor, and at that moment they both left and told me to get some sleep I looked toward the clock on the wall and saw it was 10pm however I was unable to sleep and I just stared at the plain white ceiling while having the constant beeping in the background that was checking my heart rate, after hours of lying the same position and I heard a knock at the door and then saw light enter the room. "Are you okay Frank? You do know it's 4am, and you haven't slept yet" Doctor Dawson spoke soft, "couldn't fall asleep, never can" I replied. "Would you like some meds to help you sleep" he asked but I just shook my head, I wasn't gonna take anymore drugs than I had to. "Okay well I'll report this to Dr Biersack and Dr Urie to see if they can do anything alrighty?" He spoke, i vigorously shook my head and and started to scream at Dr Dawson and soon felt a pain at the bottom of my leg and went unconscious.