Categories > Celebrities > My Chemical Romance > Inside an Institution
March 20th, 2004
Violet's P.O.V.
"Well?", I asked. Still confused as to why I am here. The last thing I recall is running into Gee's house with my new bike. I feel very odd.
"I'll be right back...", Frank trailed off and walked out the door. I could hear whispering outside my room but, couldn't make out what was being said.
"So..., Vi. How are you feelin?", Gee asked.
"Okay, I guess. I have a headache and my stomach is throbbing. You've really lost weight, Gee. It's almost like you're a different person."
Gee opened his mouth to say something when the door swung open to reveal a doctor.
"Ms. Iero, I think we need to have a talk."
I nodded, not trusting my own voice.
"You have been through a lot this week, do you know the date?"
I shook my head.
"Do you know the year?"
"Duh, 1994."
Gerard exasperated and walked out the door. Something was very wrong.
"Ms. Iero, the date is March 20th, 2004."
I nearly fainted. Was I in some kind of dream? This can't be true. I'm a happy 17 year old girl. I sat there, in complete shock.
"A lot has happened this week, Ms. Iero. You're body has been under a lot of stress, which is why you're memory is somewhat gone."
A silent tear rolled down my cheek, I want so badly to remember.
"When will I remember again?"
"No one can predict that Ms..."
"You're a fucking doctor, fix me god damn it!"
"Unfortunately all we can do is wait it out. Would you like some time alone with your...", he looked at Frank.
"Cousin.", I answered, "yes, please."
He nodded and walked out the door.
"I'm sorry all this happened, Vi.", Frank said grabbing my hand and squeezing gently.
"Tell me, tell me everything Frankie, I need to know."
He nodded and began speaking softly. He told me about the Psychiatric Hospital and about the party and being hit by the car.
"Wait, why was I in a psychiatric hospital?"
"Vi, I'm not sure if it's the best idea for me to tell you right now."
"You have to, Frank. I need to know. I need to fuckin know."
"When we left on tour in 2002, you and Gerard were in some sort of relationship.", he paused, "You found out you were pregnant while we were gone.."
"That explains nothing!"
"Violet, you had an abortion. Damn, this is all my fuckin fault. You told Gerard a few days ago that you had miscarried then, I called him and told him the truth and he left. That's why you fell in the bathroom. That's why you can't remember anything!"
My mouth dropped open and before I knew it I was furious. I smacked Frank across the face.
"You're a fuckin liar! I never did that!"
"Violet why would I fuckin lie?! You did and that's how this fuckin mess started!"
He snapped his mouth shut and silently walked out the door. Gerard trudged back in slowly.
"Is it true, Gerard? Is it fuckin true?"
He nodded.
"Wow, I'm such a fuckin great person, yes Violet Iero baby killer lets keep her alive as long as we can despite the fact that she's fuckin crazy, killed her baby oh and then practically tried to kill herself that sounds like a damn good idea!"
"Shut the fuck up, Violet. You've been through a lot, and maybe you hate yourself but there are still people in this fuckin world who love you."
"Yeah, I bet. Like who, Gerard?"
"Like me!"
He darted out the door and left me there. Confused as hell, and angry at the world.
Violet's P.O.V.
"Well?", I asked. Still confused as to why I am here. The last thing I recall is running into Gee's house with my new bike. I feel very odd.
"I'll be right back...", Frank trailed off and walked out the door. I could hear whispering outside my room but, couldn't make out what was being said.
"So..., Vi. How are you feelin?", Gee asked.
"Okay, I guess. I have a headache and my stomach is throbbing. You've really lost weight, Gee. It's almost like you're a different person."
Gee opened his mouth to say something when the door swung open to reveal a doctor.
"Ms. Iero, I think we need to have a talk."
I nodded, not trusting my own voice.
"You have been through a lot this week, do you know the date?"
I shook my head.
"Do you know the year?"
"Duh, 1994."
Gerard exasperated and walked out the door. Something was very wrong.
"Ms. Iero, the date is March 20th, 2004."
I nearly fainted. Was I in some kind of dream? This can't be true. I'm a happy 17 year old girl. I sat there, in complete shock.
"A lot has happened this week, Ms. Iero. You're body has been under a lot of stress, which is why you're memory is somewhat gone."
A silent tear rolled down my cheek, I want so badly to remember.
"When will I remember again?"
"No one can predict that Ms..."
"You're a fucking doctor, fix me god damn it!"
"Unfortunately all we can do is wait it out. Would you like some time alone with your...", he looked at Frank.
"Cousin.", I answered, "yes, please."
He nodded and walked out the door.
"I'm sorry all this happened, Vi.", Frank said grabbing my hand and squeezing gently.
"Tell me, tell me everything Frankie, I need to know."
He nodded and began speaking softly. He told me about the Psychiatric Hospital and about the party and being hit by the car.
"Wait, why was I in a psychiatric hospital?"
"Vi, I'm not sure if it's the best idea for me to tell you right now."
"You have to, Frank. I need to know. I need to fuckin know."
"When we left on tour in 2002, you and Gerard were in some sort of relationship.", he paused, "You found out you were pregnant while we were gone.."
"That explains nothing!"
"Violet, you had an abortion. Damn, this is all my fuckin fault. You told Gerard a few days ago that you had miscarried then, I called him and told him the truth and he left. That's why you fell in the bathroom. That's why you can't remember anything!"
My mouth dropped open and before I knew it I was furious. I smacked Frank across the face.
"You're a fuckin liar! I never did that!"
"Violet why would I fuckin lie?! You did and that's how this fuckin mess started!"
He snapped his mouth shut and silently walked out the door. Gerard trudged back in slowly.
"Is it true, Gerard? Is it fuckin true?"
He nodded.
"Wow, I'm such a fuckin great person, yes Violet Iero baby killer lets keep her alive as long as we can despite the fact that she's fuckin crazy, killed her baby oh and then practically tried to kill herself that sounds like a damn good idea!"
"Shut the fuck up, Violet. You've been through a lot, and maybe you hate yourself but there are still people in this fuckin world who love you."
"Yeah, I bet. Like who, Gerard?"
"Like me!"
He darted out the door and left me there. Confused as hell, and angry at the world.
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