Title: Rebirthing. [Frerard]
Disclaimer: I do not own nor own any of these characters mentioned in this story, it is purely fictional.
Rating: T [language, etc. Depends on the chapters]
Main Characters: Gerard Way, Mikey Way, Frank Iero.
With a lump in my throat. I glanced at Gerard laying on the couch, groaning in pain. Letting whimpers out here and there. Watching his headache worsen. He shut his eyes. Having an expression of agonizing pain. He got these headaches often. We'd give him medicine for it. But.. it was no help. Sometimes, the headaches were so bad, we would have to go to the hospital- just to hear the same thing. 'It's nothing too big, you shouldn't worry. Just give him these pills, and he'll be okay.' Is sleeping pills a good way to subside the pain? No.
The headaches, drained Gerard from his life. Socializing wasn't even possible. Cause, when he didn't have the headaches. He would.. just stay in his room. Too afraid to head out, cause he worried that they'd come while he was with people. The headaches, weakened Gerard. Like his.. his strength gave in to him. The headaches, would make Gerard, dizzy. If Gerard stood to his feet. He'd have to do that slowly, or he'd end up falling on the floor. Like many times before. I sometimes wished. I could take the pain away from him. Just to not see him suffer the way he did. I've seen him.. through his life, handle things, and he'd always been strong about it. But when it came to this one headache.
He would grow vulnerable and give in to the pain, curling into a ball, whining out until he cried himself to was another thing. Gerard was constantly tired. He rarely slept at night, cause the headaches would keep him up, and he'd sleep in the day time. Gerard lost interest in eating. That, that really worried me. I'd try.. and give him shakes, something fulfilling, Mom and Dad would do the same, but.. they sort of stopped, cause.. i think they thought it took no affect on Gerard. He looked sick.. he had these bags, dark circles under his eyes. Then you see his thin body, his constant trembling, smoking hands. Smoking, was the only thing Gerard had left.
No one tried to take that away from him, cause that's all he has been going on for a few months now. It felt like a decade, that these headaches disturbed him. I haven't seen Gerard smile, in months. I haven't heard him laugh, in months. The doctors knew shit, cause.. there was something more to this, that, no one got. The suspicion, got me, and Dad stood quiet asleep in their room. While i stood out here, with Gerard. Watching him close his eyes, holding his head, letting groans, moans, whines, anything out. In need of desperate relief from the pain. I let a shaky breath out, trying to coo him better. I looked up at the clock that read 1:32 a.m.
I would wait for him to fall asleep, before i did. I was protective over him, yes. He was my brother, what do you expect?School was a problem, definitely. For both me and Gerard. Cause Gerard would fall asleep between the times 2 and 3 a.m. I would fall asleep shortly after him. And be sure to wake up at 7, then i'd have to wake Gerard up. Only getting 4 hours of sleep, every night. Gerard woke up without a struggle. Himself for a few hours. Until lunch hit. That's when his headaches would return, from the noise. He would go to the nurses office, then i'd hear my name being called from the loud speaker. I would get my homework, before heading to the office. Greeted by a frustrated, pained Gerard- rubbing his temples.
I breathed out when i noticed i was in thought. The room was silent. I looked over at Gerard. And my heart was about to fall out my mouth when i saw him. He was literally purple in the face. Pale in the flesh. I panicked, running up to him, listening for a heart beat. Getting nothing.
"Gerard.." I called out at him, trying to shake him. I realized i was wasting time. I ran in the kitchen, pulling at the cordless black phone.
"Mom.. Mom, Dad.. wake up!" I shouted loudly while my fingers trembled, dialing 911.