"No, that can't be possible!"
"Well apparently it is seeing as he's still okay…"
"Guys back up, he's probably going to wake up and be scared." The silky voice of Gerard filled my ears. I opened my eyes to see his immediately. "Morning, sunshine." He laughed.
"What day is it?" I sat up a bit, feeling a pain in my side, wincing.
"It's still Thursday, you've only been sleeping for about an hour or so." He helped me sit up right, grabbing my hip where the pain had come from.
I couldn't help myself from looking down to figure out what hurt.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?" A large bite mark was coving my hip bone, it was starting to color a greenish purple.
"Calm down." Gerard told me.
"I can't be calm with THIS… THING in my side!" I positioned myself to see the bite better. "What's going on?"
"Not sure. Alicia, get Ray. He'll know what's going on." I saw the tattooed one get off of her knees and scurry away down a hall next to the kitchen. Mikey, Gerard, and Jamia were the only ones in front of me now.
"You seem to be doing okay for now…" Mikey spoke shyly. Jamia looked at him.
"Yeah, he seems to not be affected by the venom at all." Mikey looked back at her and nodded, keeping a straight face.
"Alright, what's going on?" I looked over the back of the couch to see Ray come in, Alicia almost at his heels.
Gerard must've looked over to because when I looked back he'd sat down next to me. Ray had made his way around the couch to me, checking out my bite mark.
I wiggled a little as he put his cold hands on me as he poked the bite.
"Here, come with me to the back. I went through collage so I have a degree in medical works." I tried to stand up, but pain shot through me again and I fell back down.
"I'll help him to the room; just go get the stuff ready." Ray listened and went to the back. Gerard put and arm around my waist, careful not to touch the bite, and held me by my elbow.
Slowly we stood up, he was careful not to drop me. Mikey and Jamia were up within a blink of an eye to hold their hands up in case I fell again.
"I'll be okay, I just… I just need Gerard to help me to the back." They hesitated before putting their arms down. Gerard shooting them a look.
Once we were in the hall, I turned to Gerard. "Uhm… So where's my bag?" I saw him smirk and look down.
"Don't worry, that's in my room. Unfortunately we all have to share room s and I was the only one without a… 'Roommate' you could say." I bit back a smile.
"It's alright." I sucked at being manly whenever I was happy…
"Here, it's through this door right here." I looked up as he made me turn left.
He knocked twice quickly before shouting, "Ray, open up! We've got an infection, remember?" The door opened quickly and I saw multiple tools on a table, most of them I was unfamiliar with.
Ray moved away from the door as Gerard helped me in, seating me on the hospital bed.
Before coming over, Ray closed the door for privacy. "Now, Frank, can you lay down or do you feel more comfortable sitting?" I gripped Gerard's upper arm and laid back.
"Lying is better." I let my hands drop to my sides when I turned my head. Ray was examining something, smiling.
"Either way, although lying will give me a better view." I looked up at the ceiling and took a deep breath, closing my eyes as I exhaled. "I can make you numb or I can put you under a gas tank. Which would you prefer?"
Another deep breath, "Can you put me under?" I heard a tiny giggle.
"Perfect. You won't feel a thing…" I felt something go over my mouth and nose before every disappeared…
"Well he seems to be immune to the bite. This, as you know, is extremely rare."
"Well obviously seeing as we're probably the only ones who haven't been bitten and we're still fine." A silence fell over the room.
"So should we trust him?"
"Yeah, I think we should. He seems to be like we are."
"Alright boss. Whatever you say." A small laugh cut the quietness. I didn't want to continue to sit there; I was starting to get jittery. I needed a smoke before I go crazy.
Carefully I pretended to have woken up, looking from Gerard to Ray.
"You feeling okay?" Gerard spoke up.
"Yeah I can't even feel it." I looked down and saw I was all bandaged up.
"I spread gauze on it before wrapping you up so you should be fine." I looked up and nodded. "In the meantime, you need rest. Gerard, bring him up to your guys' room."
"Alright." Gerard stood up and came over to me. "Can you get up by yourself?"
"I think so…" I pushed my hands down hard, trying to get off myself without anything hurting.
I wobbled a little as I got onto my feet, grabbing Gerard quickly so I wouldn't fall.
"You okay?" I nodded, grabbing my side.
"I'll be fine…" I paused. "I just need you to bring me to my- our room." I corrected myself almost instantly. He nodded and took my waist with his arm to keep me from falling face first.
As we walked out into the living room, I saw Alicia, Jamia, and Mikey stand up instantly from the table. They swarmed around me and, in the slur of questions, a headache grew. Now would be a good time to have some of that weed.
"GUYS!" Gerard's voice boomed out over everyone else's, causing complete silence. The only sound was the TV as Lynz flipped through the movie scenes, ignoring my presence completely.
They all mumbled apologies before stepping back a little. "Now." Gerard said. "Frank will be fine; he just needs some rest without anyone bothering him." He said sternly. I couldn't fight back a smile. "You can all badger him with questions tomorrow when he should be better."
The three nodded and Gerard pushed us past them. I waved goodbye before being let up the stairs from where I first came, being led into the closest room.
Gerard took his free hand and pushed open the door. The room only had one bed; actually it only had a mattress with sheets, a pillow, and a thin blanket.
Books littered the ground near a large window, art supplies was covering those books. Colored pencils were scattered as if he'd carelessly thrown them to the books.
He brought me in and sat me down onto the bed, quickly moving over to the mess, closing books and piling them, putting the coloring supposed into a large pile.
"Sorry about the mess, I don't usually have people come in here…" He explained frantically. I half smiled before letting out a single laugh.
"Its fine, it's really not that messy." I thought about the way I'd left the hotel room earlier. He slowed down before finishing, moving towards me.
"Uhm… Well… you need to rest so, err… if you need anything, just call." He tossed a walkie–talkie to me and turned to leave.
The door closed with a click behind him. Everything was silent. I looked around, tempted to get up and look through the sketch books but knowing that, if I did, I'd be in too much pain.
I decided it would be best to sleep then go snooping around in his stuff.
I laid down carefully, rolling onto the side without the bite. The walkie-talkie stayed next to the bed, in arms reach. Then I slowly drifted off to sleep.