**Gerard's POV**
In about ten minutes, the team to break down the door and the ambulance arrived. We let the team in, frantically running to the basement with them. The busted the door down, revealing a bloodied Frank on the floor in front of a broken mirror. Oh, someone please tell me this isn't what it looks like.
They bring a gurney down to bring him into the ambulance, but before they load Frank's pale body onto the stretcher, they have one man check for a pulse. The man looks up at me with a faint smile. "There's still a heartbeat." He tells me, kindly. I didn't realize my breathing was hitched until I relaxed and started breathing normally again, a smile appearing on my face.
They load Frank onto the gurney and take him into the ambulance, my mother and I following. "Which one of you is riding in the ambulance?" A woman asks, looking between the two of us.
I step forward. "I am." I say.
The woman pushes me into the ambulance and has me sit down on a chair thing. I see a seemingly sleeping Frank with a breathing mask on and his body hooked up to a machine that records his heartbeat. They've already cleaned him up and bandaged his wounds. The woman sits next to me. "So, this is your boyfriend?" She asks, curiously.
"Yeah." I sigh.
"Hmm..." She smiles slightly.
"What are you smiling about?" I demand, kind of angrily.
"Don't worry, I'm not happy about your boyfriend being hurt. I just think it's nice how you, a teenage boy, are so open about your relationship." She answers.
I calm down. "Oh. I guess I'm just proud to have someone who's so..." I stop to look for the right word to use. "Amazingly beautiful and perfect." I sigh, happily.
"How long have you known eachother?" She questions.
"About three years." I lie smoothly. It's actually more like three days, but you know. I feel like I've known him for much longer.
The woman doesn't say anything after that. The rest of the ambulance ride was silent, except for the machine recording Frank's heart rate. When we get to the hospital, they make me go to the waiting room instead of taking me to Frank's room with him.
I wait for about forty-three minutes until a man comes out to greet me. "Excuse me, are you with Frank Iero?" He asks.
"Yeah. Is he okay?" I reply.
"He went into a coma, but we'll need to keep his blood supply at the correct levels and inject some medications to ensure that he'll be okay. The estimated time it will take for him to wake up is in two weeks or so. You're welcome to see him if you'd like." The man explains. My eyes widen. How could he have fallen into a coma? How much blood did he lose?
"Y-yeah, okay." I stutter.
He leads me to a room labeled 'Room 6604'. He opens the door slowly, letting me in. I see Frank's pale body laying on the hospital bed with various needles in his arms. I walk slowly to the bed, sitting on the chair next to it.
"I'll just leave you two alone for a bit." The man says and walks out the door.
I gingerly wrap my bony fingers around Frank's hand, bringing it up to my lips and kissing it lightly. "I love you so much, Frankie. I really hope you wake up soon. If you can hear me, I just want you to know that I would take a bullet for you and in the three days that we've known eachother, I feel like I've known you my whole life." I say, sweetly.
AN: Oh, shit. Feel City, amirite? I know, it's really short, but I tried my best. Anyway, I'll see you next time, Night Walkers.
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My One And Only ~FRERARD~ (boyxboy)
FanfictionFrank Iero is the new kid in school yet again. He just can't seem to get his life on track until a select group of people find themselves getting close to the boy who is constantly getting hurt and getting sent to the ER while not being able to do a...
