When Mikey and Vivian came in, Gerard was already sitting on Frank's hospital bed, waiting for him to finally wake up. He slept since last night, and it was almost noon now.

'Is he still asleep?' Vivian whispered, not knowing she sucked at it.

Frank started mumbling some nonsense as he sat up in bed. He woke up!

'Morning sunshine!' Gerard said softly and smiled. Mikey and Vivian grabbed two random chairs and sat on the other side of Frank's bed. 'You okay now?' he asked.

Frank continued to mumble as he opened his eyes and looked around. 'Hi.' He took another look around. 'What the hell am I doing here?' he asked, confused.

'You… don't remember?' Mikey asked, surprised.

'Well, basically—' Vivian started, but was interrupted by Gerard.

'It's a really long story, but what matters now is that you're okay.'

'I don't care if it's a really long story, how did I end up here? And why do I feel like shit?'

Gerard sighed. 'Even I don't know much.' He looked at Mikey and Vivian 'They do.'

Frank stared at the two of them. 'What am I doing here? Could you please tell me?' he asked.

Mikey and Vivian looked at each other. Neither of them wanted to explain all the hell that happened last night. It was too much. And they didn't even know how it all started. They only knew the parts they were there for. Vivian bit her lip and put on a puppy dog face to try and convince Mikey to tell it. Mikey just frowned.

'So? Can someone please tell me? It can't be that bad…'

Vivian raised her eyebrows and smiled awkwardly. He didn't know the half of it.

'Duuuuuude….' Mikey said.

'Oh, come on! I wanna know how he ended up here too!' Gerard encouraged.

'Yeah! I mean, if you don't want to tell me now, you don't have to. But you'll have to tell me later!' Frank said.

Vivian nudged Mikey. She certainly didn't want to tell Frank what he's been through, and the only other person that witnessed as much as her was Mikey.

'Okay, long story short.' Mikey said. 'You were really drunk and dying and now you're in a hospital.'

'There's more to it, isn't there?' Gerard asked. Even HE knew that.

'It doesn't feel right, telling the details…' Mikey replied.

'Wait, WHAT? I was DYING? WHAT? WHAT ARE YOU FUCKING TALKING ABOUT?' Frank stood up and stormed out of the room even though his body is still hurting all over a little bit compared to before. Gerard, Mikey and Vivian all looked at each other and started running after him. Frank just kept running until he was out of the building and still ran.

'Frankie! Stop!' Hold on a second!' Gerard still ran after him and grabbed his elbow from behind.

Frank just pushed him off and kept on running. 'No! This. It's. NO!' he said and ran even faster.

Gerard tried to catch up with Frank. For a short guy, he was pretty fast. 'Stop. Running! Let. Me. Them. Explain!'

Frank stopped and turned to them. He could see Mikey and Vivian running up to them. 'Yeah? What's there to explain?' he asked, folding his arms.

Mikey and Vivian blinked awkwardly. 'So you just randomly came to our apartment drunk and called yourself an idiot and there was blood and first aid kit and door and banging and coughing and dying…' Mikey didn't really know if he made any sense at all.

'Okay, that doesn't fucking tell me anything! What. The. Fuck. Happened?' Frank asked.

Mikey and Vivian didn't know how to describe it. It made sense to them, of course, because they were there to witness everything. But poor Frank didn't know a thing about last night. Mikey took a deep breath and tried again. 'So you came over, you wanted to leave, we wanted you to stay, you went all "bam bam" on the door and on the street…'

'I remember you REALLY wanted to hurt yourself, but you never said why…' Vivian added.

Frank's eyes widened. 'Oh shit!' he exclaimed 'Was I really that bad? Please tell me this is some sort of a nightmare I'll soon wake up from. Oh fucking shit!'

'Well, actually, it was WAY wors—' Mikey started, but Vivian elbowed him.

'It really was nightmarish' she said.

Frank put his head in his knees and sat on the pavement. He couldn't believe how bad it was. 'I'm proper fucked up!' he said.

Gerard kneeled by Frank. 'I'll help you get over this. That is, if you want any help.'

'But. But how?' Frank looked at Gerard with bloodshot eyes. He was crying, or nearly that.

'I dunno' Gerard shrugged 'But I promise you, I will.'

Frank leaned over to hug Gerard and whispered 'Thank you.'

'It's really okay' he replied, hugging him.

Frank pulled away from the hug and looked at Mikey and Vivian. 'But I have to ask… did I harm any of you guys?'

The three friends of Frank's looked at each other awkwardly. Did he harm them?

Frank started walking away. 'I did, didn't I?' he asked.

'Harm is such a bad word!' Vivian said 'You didn't harm us!'

'Then what, huh?'

'Well, not harm. You were a bit of trouble though…'

'What kind of trouble?'

'Mostly to yourself…'

'I don't care about myself because I totally deserved it! But I mean, to you or the others…'

'The thing is,' Gerard said, hoping Frank would understand 'by hurting yourself, you also hurt us. More than yourself, actually!'

'But I'm not doing anything to you guys.' Frank said.

'Well, not hurting us that way, but when you're hurt then so are we and we care for you.'

'I'm sorry about that. I wish… I just wish I knew why I did everything I did before…' Frank looked down 'I'm such an idiot!'

'And that's basically how the hurting started' Vivian said.

'How? I don't get this! This is all shit!'

Vivian sighed. 'Basically, don't call yourself an idiot, 'cause it goes from self name-calling to… bad stuff…'

'But I am an idiot! A fucking idiot! I can't do anything right!' Frank sat down on the pavement again.

Gerard went over to hug Frank. 'Don't beat yourself up! You weren't really yourself! That's all in the past now!'

Frank pushed him away. 'But I can't change what happened! I was such an idiot! Such a fucking idiot! I wish. I wish I never was born!' He started to sob quietly.

'Shut up! Really, what happened happened! But you can learn from your mistakes! And if you were never born, where would I be? Huh?'

'You would be happier! You wouldn't have to he here now!' Frank stood up and started running, hoping that nobody would follow.

Gerard ran after him. 'Actually, seeing your face makes me the happiest man alive!'

Noticing that Gerard chased after him, Frank ran even faster. 'Sure it does!' he replied sarcastically. 'Now leave me alone! Please!'

Gerard couldn't take it anymore. Why was Frank acting so selfish? He collapsed of his knees and screamed to the floor.