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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
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of My Chemical Romance. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Hey guys! I am sooooo sorry that I haven’t updated in so long. I’ve been
massively busy at Uni and stuff. So here’s a nice long chappy for you. Anyone who’s slightly squeamish may want to avoid this chappy though, but I’ll leave that to your discretion. Enjoy!
“Hello there Gerard. I’m Doctor Barker.” Dr. Barker smiled with an unkindness that made Gerard shiver. “I have a question for you Gerard. Do you know why you’re here?”
“Cause I’m sick, but Dr. Collins is making me better.”
“Ahh...” Dr. Barker nodded. “ Well Dr. Collins won’t be around for a while, but you still want to get better don’t you?” Gerard nodded, slightly uneasily. “Well then, I’d like to try something new. It’s a relatively new treatment here at Belleville and it’s had some very good results so far.”
“Dr. Collins asks Mikey about this stuff, not me.”
“Ahh...you’re brother?” Gerard nodded. “You’re a big boy now Gerard. Don’t you think you should make your own decisions?”
Gerard had a really bad feeling about this topic of conversation. “...Yeah...I guess...”
“Great!” Dr. Barker said with a clap of his large hands making Gerard wince. He approached him and handed him a form and a pen. “Just sign here and we’ll be on our way.”
Gerard frowned, not sure whether he should be doing this but not wanting to be shouted at either. He didn’t understand what was written on the papers before him, but he signed them and handed them back. Only 3 little letters from the top of the page stuck in his head, ‘E.C.T.’.
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*Frank’s POV*
As Mikey drove us towards Belleville Mental Institution, I stared out of the window watching the world pass me by. I wasn’t really sure what to expect when we got our destination.
As if he had read my mind, Mikey spoke. “He just acts like a kid.”
I glanced at him. “But in an adult body?” Mikey nodded. “Do Ray and Bob know?”
Mikey sighed and glanced at me. “No. You’re the only person outside of the institute.”
“Don’t you think they deserve to know?”
“See him and then decide for yourself.”
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*3^rd Person*
“Can I just get you to jump on this bed for me Gerard?” The nurse said as she and her 2 colleagues wheeled in another bed to his room. Gerard put down his planes and slightly suspiciously climbed on to it. “Where are we going?” He enquired.
“For your treatment.” One of the nurses answered. Gerard shook his head. “I don’t wanna.” He tried to get off the bed again but the nurses pulled him back. Gerard started struggling. The nurses forced him into a lying position and adorned his wrists and ankles with restraints. Gerard screamed as he struggled, as they wheeled him down the corridor.
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“We had to give him a small amount of sedative.” The nurse told Dr. Barker. He nodded before replying. “Probably a good thing. He needs to be as co-operative as possible.”
Gerard’s bed had been stopped in the middle of the room, near some machinery. A nurse attached a couple of wires to him and Gerard could hear the faint pipping of the heart monitor next to him. He was whimpering, mainly out of fear. He didn’t understand.
Dr. Barker appeared over him. “It’s okay Gerard. This won’t take long, just bite down on this and it’ll all be over soon.” Dr. Barker pushed a rubbery oval into his mouth. “This is it Gerard.” A sadistic smile passed over the doctor’s face.
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*Gerard’s POV*
What was he doing to me? What’s going on? I wanted Mikey. He was scaring me. My brother was my protector. Mikey. Mikey. Mikey. Mikey. I just kept repeating the name, hoping he would come for me in time, save me from all of this.
I could feel something pressing against my temples, cool material, then I heard Dr. Barker’s voice. The countdown. “3...2...1...”
I spasmed as pain like nothing I had ever felt before tore through my body. All my muscles cramped, especially those in my jaw, I was grateful for the thing in my mouth or I probably would of bitten my own tongue off. Finally it subsided, the tears rolled down my face.
“3...”
Oh no!
“2...”
Not again.
“1...”
Please! No!
MIKEY!!!!
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*Mikey’s POV*
A wave of overwhelming dread swept over me and Frank gave me an odd look as I suddenly took my foot off the pedal, making us slow to about 20 miles an hour but thankfully there wasn’t anyone behind us.
“You alright Mikers?” he asked.
I wanted to shake my head but I took a small breath before focusing on the road again and putting my foot down. “Mikey? What’s going on?”
“Something’s wrong. Gerard needs me. I can feel it.”
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I ran into the reception, but as I went to go straight to Gerard’s room a nurse, Karen, stopped me. “I’m sorry. You can’t go in there yet Mikey. Dr. Barker’s with Gerard.”
“Why the hell not Karen? Dr. Collins never used to stop me.”
“Dr. Barker is just returning him to his room. I know it’s frustrating, but he won’t be long.”
“Hang on...returning?” Frank inquired.
“Good question.” I bit out, staring her straight in the eye. “Dr. Barker took him for treatment.”
“What treatment?” I was getting extremely agitated. “He’s only on antipsychotics for God’s Sake.”
Karen frowned. “No I don’t think so. Look I don’t know any more than that. You’ll have to talk with Dr. Barker about it. Ahh, here he is now.”
Dr. Barker was a huge man, looming over me in height. “You must be Mikey. I’m Dr. Barker.” He extended his hand which I did not accept. I wanted to know what he’d done to his brother.
“What have you done to Gerard?”
“Why nothing Mikey. All we did was upgrade his treatment to help him recover.” He smiled at me, but it was really unnerving. “You may see him if you wish.” He said, stepping aside.
I stood there dumbstruck for a moment. No-one consulted me. Surely they’d need permission for any new measures to be taken and Gerard couldn’t...but of course...Dr. Barker knew that. I felt a pair of arms encircling me, moving me away. Frank. “Come on Mikers, Gerard needs us.”
I let myself be guided by Frank’s arms, too numbed by that conversation to reply. Gerard was lying on the bed in his room, staring at the ceiling. I think that was the first time I’d seen him so placid since he came here. His hair was straggly, dark rings were around his eyes from what looked like perpetual crying. I reached out to touch his bare arm but he yelped and flinched away from me. What had they done to my brother?
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*Frank’s POV*
Jesus. This was fucked. I’d never seen anything like this, but then looking at Mikey I don’t think he had either. I stood there dumbstruck, staring at one of my closest friends. I didn’t know how to help him, that truly scared me. Gerard was mumbling something I frowned and listened carefully, I think Mikey had also spotted this. We both listened carefully, it was mainly incomprehensible but some bits stood out.
“Pain...bad...hurts...stop it...” He thrashed about slightly on the bed and Mikey leant in and kissed Gerard’s forehead tenderly in an effort to soothe him. The frontman looked at his brother and I could see the tears fill his eyes. “Mikey...Mikey...make it stop Mikey...please...make the pain stop...make it go away...don’t leave me...”
I could see Mikey was taking this hard. He just didn’t know what to say to make his brother feel safe. “It’s okay Gee. I’m here.”
“Hey Gerard. Do you remember me?” I tried carefully to broach the subject.
Gerard inched closer to Mikey, scared by the new face. “It’s alright Gee.” Mikey reassured him. “He’s a friend.”
This seemed to ease Gerard’s fear of me slightly. “I’m Frank Iero.” I said with a smile. “Mikey tells me you like war planes. They’re cool huh?”
Gerard nodded and pointed weakly to the shelf where his all stood proudly. “They’re over there.”
Mikey smiled gratefully at me as I went to look at them. “Ooh Spitfire. Nice choice. Gerard gave me a faint, watery smile.
“Gerard, look at me.” Mikey said to him as I sat back down on the opposite edge of the bed to Mikey. Gerard glanced awkwardly at him. “What did they do Gerard? Tell me so I can help you...so I can understand...”
“He hurt me...the electric hurts me...” I shook my head. He couldn’t mean. E.C.T. was only used as a last resort. He had to be mistaken. They wouldn’t be able to do this. They’d have to do everything properly. The amount of paperwork involved would be huge. It couldn’t be done this quickly. “Frank? Do you know what he means?”
I nodded, slightly unsure in whether I did. “I...I think he’s talking...E.C.T.” Gerard started nodding violently.
Mikey didn’t speak for a moment, then a nurse entered the room. “I’m sorry but visiting hours are over. You’re gonna have to leave.” Gerard’s eyes widened as she said this and he shot out a hand, gripping Mikey’s wrist tightly and making him flinch. “No! Mikey! No! You can’t leave me! You can’t!”
The nurse sighed, approaching the bed as Mikey tried to calm and console his brother. “Gerard...don’t make me call Dr. Barker in here.”
Gerard began to loosen his grip, shuddering breaths taking a hold of his body. Mikey leant down and kissed his temple, “I’ll be back soon. I promise. I’ll be here tomorrow...I love you big brother.” Then we both stood and were escorted out by the nurse. I gave Gerard a comforting smile as we left, I tried to imprint the image of him in that moment in my mind to remind me why I was gonna help him and Mikey.
*3^rd Person*
The two men walked out of the hospital. “I have to get him outta there Frank. They’re killing him.” Mikey’s voice began to break. Frank pulled him into a hug.
“We’ll get him out. I promise.” ‘Somehow.’ Frank added silently. Mikey buried his head in Frank’s shoulder, crying softly.
Okay guys, reviews! Please! I love your comments and constructive criticisms, there is another chappy on the way, maybe a couple of days or so. Also going to be putting some new fics up, in the Tomb Raider and Supernatural sections hopefully so please give those a try. Thanks. Slayya x
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