"You said it first."
“Hello, Frank.” Donna looked up at me, her face brightening slightly at the sight of me.
“Hey Donna.” I said leaning forward on my elbows, against the desk. “Any changes?” I asked, craning my neck as she typed on the bulky white computer.
She smiled sadly as she read what was on the screen, then looked back up at me and shook her head. “Not yet.” I sighed. “But I’m sure something’ll happen soon.” She added quickly. She paused then the sad smile returned. “You’re a very dedicated friend, you know that?” She said quietly.
“Yeah, so I’ve heard.” I grinned at her and turned around. “See you later, Donna.” I waved before quickly walking down the hall. Pretty much all the nurses in the hospital – well in that particular area – knew who I was. I had been coming there every day for five months – staying there until visiting hours were over; just so I could see Gerard. Every day I would sit by his bed, play movies, listen to music, tell him about my day; as if I he was awake.
He was still in a coma, and there never seemed to be any change. Well not with him at least. So many thing s had changed for me in those five months I couldn’t even count them all. We finally had a funeral for Mikey’s adopted parents, it was sad, like any funeral should be, but Mikey was slowly starting to get over it, though I knew it would still haunt him; all that had happened that month. I knew it would haunt me.
Other than that, I don’t have to stay in Mountain View any longer – of course I visited just so I could see Ray and Bob, who wanted to know the whole story about what had happened, we actually became pretty good friends. After finding out the truth about Eric, I agreed to let Hart put me on some ‘special medication’ and I haven’t seen him since. Hart’s been really fucking great, she fucking adopted Mikey. I know, I can’t get over it either – When he first told me, I honestly thought he was shitting me, but then I found out he was all seriousness.
He said Hart had told him that she would be more of a guardian – there if he needed him – and a friend; since she didn’t really feel as though she was a ‘motherly’ type of person – Hell, she had that right. My parents actually agreed to let me stay with her; seeing as she was still kind of the head of Mountain View, but they still didn’t want anything to do with me – but that was fine with me, since the feeling was mutual. Mikey and I had sort of become brothers in a way – but neither of us forgot about Gerard. Mikey visited less than I did; I think it was more that he just couldn’t bear to see Gerard in the state that he was in; and I couldn’t blame him – I hated it as well, but I always felt guilty when I didn’t visit.
I touched his hand and smiled. “Hey, Gee.” I said quietly. Of course he didn’t reply; he just laid there peacefully as if he was in a deep sleep that nobody could awaken him from – it was partially true; though I had tried to tell myself that if I kept talking to him, one of these days he’d open his eyes. My faith in it was fading fast, seeing as it had been five whole months. More than once had the doctor over him told us that we should ‘put him out of his misery’ and Hart always told me and Mikey it was up to us; of course we said that we would give him a chance.
“You’re not gonna believe what Mikey did today.” I chuckled, remembering how the kid had practically shoved a fork into a toaster only a few minutes before I had left. “It was crazy.” I said after telling the funny story. I laughed, but my smile soon faded as the silence of the room got to me. If he had been awake, Gerard would have laughed - that dorky, crazy laugh that I loved so much. But he didn’t. All I heard was the constant beeping of the monitor next to his bed. I stared down at him.
Then the tears came.
“Oh, God.” I whispered as I began to cry. All the feelings I had been trying so hard to hold in, came flowing out. “God, I’m so sorry. They… Hart kept telling me that if I would just talk to you, like nothing had changed it would be alright. I can’t keep doing it. I can’t. God, I want you to wake up. Please. Please, if you can hear me… Just try, alright? Please, just try.” I cried. My shoulders were shaking and it sounded like I was dying, the way I gasped and choked. I grabbed Gerard’s hand before I shut my eyes, letting the tears fall. “Gerard, please.” I whispered, when I was able to speak again. “You’re my everything. Please… I love you.” I sniffled.
I looked back down and started crying again. Then I froze.
What the fuck was that?
It sounded like a groan. A soft one, but a groan all the same.
I looked up at Gerard.
It couldn’t be.
No. Fucking. Way.
“Gee?” I asked, straightening up.
He didn’t look like he had moved, so maybe I had just imagined the groan.
Gerard’s fingers slowly wrapped themselves around mine and his eyes slowly blinked open. He slowly turned his head and looked at me. God, how I had missed those eyes; those beautiful emerald green eyes. “Gee?” I couldn’t help but grin, and more tears fell – but these were unmistakably tears of joy. “Oh, my God, you’re awake.” I said happily through my tears.
He stared at me for another moment before the corners of his lips turned up. “You said it first.” His voice was quiet, barely above a whisper.
I grinned. “Yeah.” I nodded my head excitedly, before kissing his lips, letting mine linger on his for an extra moment before pulling away, not moving my face that far from his.
He let out a whispery and raspy noise that I assumed was his weak version of a laugh. “Frankie?” He said again, his voice a little louder now.
“Yeah, Gee?” I asked quietly.
He smiled again.
“I love you too.”
Update as of March 27th, 2012- Here's a Blanket Response to all the reviews I've received on this story: Thank you so much, I'm glad that you liked it. I know that I said that I wouldn't write a sequel, but I've been thinking about it and I just might. Key word being might because I don't know whether or not I will go through with it. If you liked this story then you can expect more beautifully mad stories coming from this disturbed brain of mine within the next couple of weeks. Thanks you guys. Your reviews keep my ego at large.