Hospital Beds

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{Gerard's POV}

I hated hospitals.

They always had this weird smell.

What smell was that, anyway?

Disinfectant?

Whatever it was, it smelt bad.

It wasn't just the smell that bothered me.

The doctors and nurses themselves pissed me off.

They always spoke to you like you were five years old.

I always had to bite my tongue when they did.

I constantly had the urge to tell them to fuck off.

Anyway...

I'm fine.

I don't need to be here.

I'd only just gotten out.

Why was I back here?

It was only because Frank was scared and thought he was doing the right thing.

I understood that but I still hated it here.

I lay back on the uncomfortable mattress of the hospital bed.

I'd been here for less than an hour and I was already bored as hell.

I wanted my sketchpad.

I felt lonely too.

I know I was used to being alone but still...

It would be nice to have someone to talk to.

There were some other kids in here but they were either crying or talking to their parents so I pretended they weren't there and pulled the curtain between us.

They even made me put on one of those ugly ass hospital gowns.

Unfair.

I swear I spent one third of my life in one of these.

Ugh.

The only thing to do in here was to look out of the window next to my bed.

I think I was on the second or third floor.

As I was lying down, the only thing I could see was the sky.

Big and blue with fluffy clouds floating around.

The door opened and I vaguely recognised some doctor.

She smiled as she walked up to my bed.

I felt a little exposed...

My arms were bare and I didn't like that at all.

I crossed my arms in an attempt to hide them but I knew she had probably already seen them.

"Gerard Way?" She asked when she was next to my bed.

I nodded.

"Okay, so we've taken some tests but as you're a minor, we need your parents here to tell you the results."

I sighed.

My Mom worried about me enough without all this shit.

"Your mom is in the waiting room. I'll go and get her," The Doctor said.

I slightly nodded before looking back out of the window.

I assumed she had walked out but she surprised me by standing in front of the window, blocking my view.

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