anyways, so I just want to say its 11:10pm here in Canada, and I am thinking of a great cook-up for this, im typing fast so I might have another 2 chapters on here before 1am .. wish me luck.
Passed out on the supply room floor.
Bloody nose, and looks like a broken jaw.
I react immediatly and run to the closest class room.
I run in not caring whos in here.
I scream at one of the kids who was texting to call 9-1-1 and ask for an ambulance.
I was in tears running back with the teacher to the supply room.
When the ambulance showed up I went with Frank for the ride.
I was still in tears,
The paramedic gave me an easy inhaler to slow my breathing.
I helped clean the blood really gentle.
He was asking easy questions I knew about Frank.
I told him he was my boyfriend, I gave him his cell and house number, I went through his wallet and found his student ID.
I Woke up in a bright room.
Ive been here.
I vaguely remember what happened.
All I see is Gerard, in the corner with a sketch book.
He comes running to me when he sees im awake.
I look at him but I try and speak.
My jaw is broken, and so is my nose.
"Your moms downstairs and bob had a meltdown and is now in another room"
I tried to speak but he shut me up.
"Why were you at school"
He knew I couldnt speak so he handed me a pencil and his sketch pad.
I started writing
I wanted to suprise you, I didnt know I would get beaten up by the jocks.
He read it and gasped.
"they did see us last night"
I nodded in approval and he held my hand.
'Man, if you werent sexy without the bandage I would so dump your ugly ass"
I smiled and he kissed my hand.
He went along drawing while I sat there and watched him.
He would glance up every now and then.
When I wanted to see.
He would tell me no and keep sketching.
He was so secretive.
2 hours passed and I fell asleep.
When I woke up there was a sticky-note on my forehead.
Visiting hours are over, your mom is driving me and Bob back to your place, im babysitting for the night. And I drew you a little something baby.
I laughed at how he ended the note.
just like the text.
I reached down and opened the folded paper.
I couldnt believe my eyes.
My boyfriend drew this.