Councel Me {a Frerard Fic}

Chapter 2

There Is a picture of Gerards hospital room above ^-^

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3 days later
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I yawned and opened my eyes to see I was still in the hospital. I tried to sit up but remembered that my body hurt like fuck if Moved at all.

I wonder when I'm aloud to go home. I'm probably going to have to have a cast.

I was majorly disappointed that I didn't succeed in suicide. My memory was starting to come back and I didn't like it.

I could feel myself slipping into another deep depression.

This hospital wasn't helping either, the white walls have been driving me insane.

I just lay in bed for a while thinking until I heard the door creek. It was that doctor again.

"Morning Gerard how do you feel."

"Terrible" I said quietly.

"Yeah. I'm sorry about that. Where really going to try to make you better. Well today were going to wrap up your ankle and you'll be set to go at 11:30. You will need to walk with crutches for the next 2 weeks."

My face lit up. I can't wait to get out of here.

That doctor sure does talk a lot. He walked over to me as a nurse came in with a table of....hospital stuff...

"Ok gerard" she said and took the covers off me and I noticed I was wearing one of those ugly gowns.

She put this square thing under my right foot so my foot was elevated and the nurse handed him this cast wrap stuff.

"Ok this might hurt."

She started wrapping up my ankle. And yes. Yes It did hurt. It fucking hurt a lot.

After she was done, she put my foot back down and went up my leg to my thigh and did the same thing put with a lighter wrapping stuff.

Then on my calf. Which I noticed was fucked up. There was skin hanging off and the whole area was red and swollen.

After she was done she asked me to try to sit up.

I pushed myself up and was a little lightheaded but managed to get in a sitting position with my legs hanging of the side of the bed.

It really hurt and I felt sort of weak.

"Ok Gerard the nurse is going to help you get up and walk on the crutches ok?" he said. I nodded and he left.

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Mikey's pov.

I pulled up at the hospital at 11:26 and walked inside and went to the desk.

"I'm here to pick up Gerard Way" I said sighing. I hope he is doing ok.

Next thing I know I see the doctor and a tired looking Gerard on crutches come out of the elevator. The scorer is holding on to Gerard by the waist.

The doctor helps him over to a seat and walks over to me.

"Well Gerard is doing well. Your going to have to help him around for the first day or too because he is still wobbly even with his crutches. And about the counseling, every Tuesday Gerard will go to this place for a session." the Doctor handed me a paper with information about it.

"Oh, and on Thursdays he will go to Therapy for his ankle and calf to help him regain the ability to use it like before"

"I already signed him up so just take him there ok?"

"Sure thing" I said making my way over to Gerard.

Gerard looked up and smiled at me. I could tell it wasn't a real smile. Sure he was smiling, but you could see in his eyes he wasn't happy.

"Ok Gerard lets go." I helped him up and we wobbled out the door.

The car ride home was silent.

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Sorry this one is extremely short :/