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A Child's Mind Is A Fasinating Thing	By : slayya Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 2074 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sorry for the long
wait on updates guys been really busy with Uni stuff…but I got lots, lots more on the way and you will have at least one other class=SpellE>chappy this week.
*Third Person POV*
Dr Barker strode into the psychiatric hospital 2 days later and immediately a receptionist bustled up to him, her arms laden with files. “Umm...Dr Barker I presume?”
He spun on his heel to face her, his towering frame made her seem tiny and insignificant beside him. He did not answer her question but she continued anyway. “Here are the files that you requested of those patients that have been her a month or more or are showing little or no response to treatment.”
He nodded curtly, taking all of the files under one arm, his bag still in his other hand, before striding towards his new office.
As he walked into the room, he placed the files on the desk and then opened his bag, pulling out his white coat and name badge and after feeling he was truly ready for the task at hand picked up the first file, seating himself at the desk as he did so. The patient name was clearly written across a label poking out of the side: w:st="on">Gerard Arthur Way.
As soon as he opened the file and started reading some of Dr. Collins notes he could see why the hospital was slipping so far into debt, he was too involved.
“Plays with toy planes, mainly from World War II.” He read aloud. “Sentimental fool Collins.”
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Mikey breathed deeply before knocking on the door before him. He heard what sounded like a small crash, an “Ow! Shit!”, before Frank’s messy mop of black hair appeared from the door. “Mikey! Hey!”
“Hey Frankie. Can we talk?”
“Of course.” Frankie said backing away so Mikey could cross the threshold. They headed into the living room and Mikey sat down on the sofa, Frank in a chair facing him. “Do you want a drink or something?”
“Coffee would be great please.”
Frankie nodded and left for a few minutes, returning with two steaming mugs, handing one to Mikey he retook his place opposite him. “So what’s up?”
“It’s...Gerard...” Mikey tried to steady his hands that were wrapped around the mug. “I’ve not been completely...honest with you guys about him...”
“He’s not ill?” Frank frowned, placing his mug on the coffee table in front of him.
“Oh he is...just not exactly in the way I told you...”
“Oh shit...is it serious? Is he in hospital or something?”
“Not exactly...he’s...god this is so hard to explain...he’s not in hospital no...” Frank frowned as he listened reaching for his coffee mug again. “He’s at...Belleville Mental Institute...” Frank gasped and knocked his mug, causing coffee to fly all over the carpet...”
“Oh shit.” He said under his breath. “Sorry Mikey, hang on.” He said, running off to get a cloth, when he returned, he looked up at Mikey. “What happened?”
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Mikey breathed a huge sigh as he finished explaining and he felt as if a great weight had been lifted off his shoulders, finally telling someone what was really going on.
Frank was silent, sitting back in his chair, turning the wet cloth he’d used to mop up the coffee in his hands.
“When did this kick in? Exactly 3 weeks ago?”
“About then yeah, just after the tour finished. I can’t be sure what triggered it, all I know is our parents had asked us to go through some of our old stuff in the attic. He was going through some of his toys when he was a kid and found an old World War II Spitfire and started recollecting, remembering and after that...well...he wasn’t really himself.”
Frank frowned. “I...I think I need to see this for myself Mikey...I think it might help me to understand and from there to help you both...”
Mikey considered this for a moment. People could go either way when they saw Gerard, not wanting to know or wanting to help. The same with Gerard, he either wanted to see them again or he didn’t. He’d remember them or he wouldn’t. There was no true way of knowing whether Frank seeing him was the best thing to do or not. With a sigh Mikey spoke. “Alright just prepare yourself; he’s very different from the Gerard you’ve known for so long.”
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Apologies for the length but the next one will be longer. Please review. Slayya
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