I lay in the darkness again and wondered how long I'd been in this reality for. It felt not that long but for all I knew it could have been millenniums. I hoped not. I wanted to go back to where I belonged; Back in Gerard's arms. I would have cried if I had been able to but no part of my body would move. Not even my tear ducts. Thank God I didn't have to scratch my nose at that moment in time; not that my nose would have needed to have been scratched. I couldn't feel a thing let alone a sensation on my nose.
I tried to roll around like I had countless times before. I tried flexing the muscles in my hand but it ended in failure. Heck, I even tried Every day was the same. Pitch black nothingness. It was un-escapable.
I thought of what lead me here. Oh yeah. That painful beating my father gave me. I sighed in my head and tried to reach my face with my hand which, of course, didn't work. I wondered what my face looked like. I hoped it looked okay y'know... Not ugly. The last thing I needed was to be hideous. Then I wondered about my body. Was it still scarred? Most likely. I hoped I was still the same. Same hair, nose, eyes, body, feet.
I thought about the times I almost died. Each one bringing me closer and closer to the life I wanted. A life that wasn't alive. I remember each cut. Each one being a new scar. I thought that maybe each one would bring me closer to a self-realisation. Maybe I could have realised life was worth living. The wounds never seemed to heal though. Pity.
I also wondered about my life. What had been happening in the world? I thought of Gerard. What if he had moved on? I started to worry. Maybe he had found a girl; Someone who could give him what he wanted... But then his eyes and smile crept into my mind and put it at ease. I would have smiled if possible. I also heard his voice, But not inside my head... Outside of it...
The word echoed around the walls of the pitch black darkness I lay in. I didn't know why but I had the sudden urge to open my eyes and walk about.
Wait... Weren't my eyes already open? Not that I could tell anyway since the darkness surrounded me.
I wanted to get up. I tried to stand but I didn't move.
"Think smaller... Like your fingers..." My mind told me. I tried to lift my fingers up with every ounce of energy I had. It felt like I was sweating. I wanted to stop but something kept telling me to keep going.
I felt my fingers move. Then my hand. I could move my hand! I smiled. Wait... Smiled?! I moved my face too! Know I just needed to open my eyes and It would all be over. I also started to hear everything around me. There was a lot of talking and rushing.
Ah if i could just only open my fucking ey---
I saw light, Then a ceiling. Pairs of eyes were staring down at me. I smiled.
““Mr. Iero, are you awake?" a rather old looking doctor asked. He looked rather shocked. I couldn't help but smile again.
"Yeah." I said in a rather dry voice. My mouth had been robbed of all moisture during the time I had been in a coma. The doctor gestured to the young woman standing next to her. She ran to a tap and fetched me a cup of water. I grasped the cup loosely and pressed it to my lips. The cold liquid ran smoothly down my throat and refreshed my moisture deprived mouth. I half moaned with satisfaction.
The older doctor beamed at me.
"Welcome back to reality dear boy!" He laughed. I smiled politely and tried to get up. The nurse ran to my side and forced me back down.
"Sorry Mr. Iero, You're not fit to get up. For all we know you could have brain damage or paralysis." She explained. I rolled my eyes and lifted both of my legs up to show that my body was fully functional. The nurse blushed with embarrassment.
"Oh, I see that’s working then... But your mind could still be damaged. We should ask you a few questions first." She smiled. I rolled my eyes again. The old doctor smirked and shooed the nurse away just leaving him and me in the room.
"Okay Frank, I'm going to ask you a few questions to see if you're okay brain wise." He grinned with that 'Old Person' grin. He would have reminded me of my granddad if I had one.
"Frank, what is your full name, age, date of birth and family details?" The doctor asked. I put a thoughtful look on my face before responding.
"My name is Frank Anthony Iero, I'm 16 years old I suspect, I was born on Halloween 1981 and my mom’s dead and my dad’s in jail. I have no idea about other family." I said coolly. The doctor gave me a sympathetic smile.
"Good. It seems your brain is fine but you are wrong about your age. I assume you're referring to the age you were when you went into your coma?" He asked. I nodded hesitantly. Just how long had I been in a coma?!
"Okay, well... You went into your coma a week before your birthday. You've been in this coma for just over two years. This makes you 19." He said professionally. I didn't move or say anything. Two years.... TWO YEARS?! Surely not!
"Are you okay Frank?" The doctor asked me. I turned my face to him and nodded slowly.
"Oh, don’t worry Frank. Gerard still visits you. He's okay and well. Still crazy for you I might just add." He smiled. Almost immediately my mind was put at ease. I slunk down in my bed and smiled.
"Thank God." I whispered. The doctor raised an eyebrow at me and got off my bed.
"Hey Doctor... Ur..." I started but then stopped as I realised I did not know his name. He pointed to his name tag and laughed. It read 'Dr. Grimes- Head doctor'.
"Dr. Grimes then, Well... Have you notified Gerard yet that I’m awake?" I asked.
"No, I was just about to" Dr. Grimes responded. I nodded my head.
"Urm, Can I tell him..." I asked. Dr. Grimes smiled widely before picking up the hospital phone next to my bed and passing it to me.
"Go Ahead." He smiled and walked out of the door. I looked over to the table next to my bed and picked up my mobile phone. I searched for Gerard's number and punched it into the hospitals own phone and pressed the dial button.
Excitement grew inside me. I couldn't wait to hear his voice. My sweet Gerard.
Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring Ri---
"Hello?" Gerard's smooth voice spoke. I bit my lip to stop myself from smiling too much.
"Gerard?" I asked, just to be sure. I heard a small gasp on the other end of the phone line.
"Yes?" Gerard spoke hesitantly. His voice was slightly deeper but I found it even more attractive. I smiled like a school girl.
"Remember me Gee?"
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