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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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guys. Next chappy. Hope you like it.
“Frank? Come on Frank. Wake up.” Frank groaned slightly, opening his eyes. “Hey Frankie...” Frank saw Ray sitting beside him, a small smile on his face. “Sorry to wake you mate but the doctors need to do some tests.”
Frank’s eyebrows knotted together. class=GramE>“Tests?”
“Yeah Frank. Just some routine tests.” Frank looked to his other side to the new speaker. Bob was standing there. A doctor then approached the bed. It wasn’t long before Frank noticed the silver blade of a scalpel glinting in his hand. “What the fuck...?”
Frank tried to wiggle away from the menacing looking man. It was then that Ray and Bob leant over and pinned his arms down at his sides. Frank struggled frantically. “Don’t worry Frank, you won’t feel a thing.” The doctor’s voice was not comforting in the slightest.
The scalpel was getting closer and closer to his body. Then the door opened and Frank snapped his head round to see Gerard and Mikey standing in the doorway. “Help me!” Frank yelled. “They’re crazy!”
“Frank!” Gerard tried to go to his friend but Bob turned around catching him. “No Gerard! This has to be done!”
Frank struggled again, trying to free himself from Ray’s grasp. “Mikey! Help me! Please!” The doctor was getting closer to him. Mikey just stood there, watching. He didn’t react at all to Frank’s screams and Gerard’s yells as the knife sliced into his skin. “MIKEY!”
Frank awoke with a start. The first thing he saw was Ray’s concerned face staring at him. “No!!”
Frank sat bolt upright, shuffling quickly back against the wall of the bed, pulling his knees to his chest. “Frank? What’s wrong? It’s just me.” Ray tried to soothe the petrified guitarist. “Stay back! Stay away from me!”
“Frank?” Frank snapped his head round and saw Gerard standing in the doorway. Mikey just behind him, like before. The two brothers approached the brothers. Ray giving a speedy explanation as they approached and Gerard nodded solemnly. “He always was one for bad nightmares.” He muttered and Mikey inclined his head in response. Gerard sank down next to Frank on the bed and after a moment, Frank buried his head in Gerard’s hoodie, crying softly. “You’ve got to protect me Gee. They’ll hurt me otherwise.”
“Don’t worry Frank. No-one’s gonna hurt you.” Mikey spoke. Frank snapped his face to look up at him. class=GramE>“Says you! You let them cut me open!” Mikey was shocked at this statement. “Please Gee...don’t let them hurt me...not again...” Gerard nodded softly and Frank cuddled close into him once again.
“Frank? Why on earth would I...?” Mikey was still bemused as to why Frank would think that any of them meant him any harm.
Gerard raised a hand silencing him. “Guys? Would you give us a minute?” Gerard’s voice was calm and soothing in all the confusion and both Ray and Mikey knew he would get the situation under control so left without question. “Okay Frankie.” Gerard said after a moment. “Wanna tell me what’s going on?”
“You don’t remember?” Frank asked, furrowing his brow slightly and glancing up at the older man. “They cut me open Gerard, sliced into my chest! You tried to stop them...but...Bob...he held you back, kept you from me...Mikey just stood there...and Ray...he...” Frank gulped slightly. “He held me down.”
“Check your chest Frankie.”
“What?” Gerard nodded his encouragement as Frank took a small breath before pulling back his T-Shirt to see there was no wound of any kind. Frank was very quiet then stared at Gerard for a second. “It was a dream wasn’t it?”
“Well I guess dream is an understatement, more like a friggin nightmare but yeah. It didn’t really happen if that’s what you mean...”
“Oh god Gee...what have I done? I accused Ray of...and Mikey...oh shit...they’ll never forgive me...” Gerard put a steadying hand on his shoulder. “They’re your friends Frank. They’d never abandon you. Never.”
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Ray paced outside Frank’s room, anxious for Gerard to come out and tell them what was going on. “Ray would you stop?!” Mikey said from where he was sitting. “You’re making me dizzy.”
Ray sighed, turning to him. “I’m sorry Mikers. I just don’t know what I did to freak him out like that.”
“It’s not your fault.” Mikey reassured. “You didn’t do anything. Frank gets these nightmares class=GramE>sometimes, you know that as well as any of us. Gerard will sort everything. Don’t worry about it.”
It was then that Gerard appeared from the doorway. “Speak of the devil.” Ray muttered under his breath. Gerard beckoned them both back into the room before going to seat himself back in the chair beside Frank. Frank bit his lip as the two other men entered the room, glancing down into his lap. “I’m sorry.” He whispered sheepishly. “I didn’t really think you guys would hurt me...I just...”
“Frankie...it’s okay...we get it.” Mikey smiled softly at his friend which he returned.
***
“Hey Frankie.” Gerard had a large grin on his face as he entered the room later that day. “The doctor says you can come home tomorrow!”
“That’s great news!” A grin from ear to ear had spread across Frank’s face.
“There’s a small catch though.” Gerard made a small gesture with his fingers. However, this small line still caused Frank’s face to fall. “What?”
“You have to have a session with w:st="on">Brandon before you go.”
“But!” Frank started to protest. “Gerard! I hate the guy! He’s obnoxious and irritating! I hate him!” Gerard folded his arms across his chest. “Do you wanna get outta here or not?”
Frank pouted and grumbled a “yes”. Gerard nodded. “Well then. You’ve got to see him.”
Frank huffed. “Fine, but don’t expect me to be happy about it. AND DON’T expect me to talk to him either.” Gerard sighed, throwing his hands in the air slightly. “Fine. Whatever Frankie.”
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20 minutes later Frank walked down the corridor and a large sigh, knocked on the door to w:st="on">Brandon’s office. “Come in.” came the muffled reply.
Frank considered bolting but he knew he’d never get out of here if he didn’t turn up so with a deep breath he turned the handle and entered the room. “Ahh Frank! Come in please!” w:st="on">Brandon’s office was quite warm and smelled like something Frank couldn’t quite distinguish. There were two black leather chairs in the centre of the room, w:st="on">Brandon was sitting on one and motioned for Frank to take the other. Brandon had quite a large clipboard resting on his knee. As Frank passed to sit down he could see his name written clearly at the top and a good half a page of notes and they hadn’t even started talking yet. Frank sighed again. He knew now this was not going to be pleasant.
“So Frank, why don’t you tell me a bit about yourself.”
“My name’s Frank Anthony Iero.” He stopped bluntly, folding his arms across his chest.
“Surely you can give me a little more to go on than that Frank?”
He scowled at w:st="on">Brandon. “What exactly do you want to know?”
“Well you’re part of a band right? Tell me a bit about that.”
“Why? Just go look it up on the internet. It’s easy enough to find.”
“I want to hear it from you.” Frank would give the guy one thing, he was a determined fucker. He took a weary breath. “Fine. The band’s My Chemical Romance. I’m the rhythm guitarist. We formed in 2001 though I didn’t actually join till later after my previous band, Pencey Prep broke up.”
“Okay well that’s a start. Do you get on well with your band mates?”
“They’re my best mates in the whole world.” Frank smiled slightly at the thought of his friends. “I see. Who found you Frank?” Oh! Now they were getting to the real stuff! Frank knew that this would come up and he scowled fiercely at Brandon. “I knew you’d do that.”
“Well that’s what we’re here for is it not Frank?”
“No. I’m here cause I hafta to be. Without this I don’t get to go home and believe me I’ll do anything to get outta of this bloody place.”
“I see. Well I think we’re done here then.” Brandon rose from his seat. Frank raised an eyebrow incredulously at him. “What do you mean by that?”
“Frank I can only help you if you want my help me. Most of the patients I see, I would probably feel safe sending them home now. You, I’m not sure, you obviously didn’t handle the news of...well you didn’t handle it very well. Therefore I am not convinced that without some form of help you won’t do it again therefore I can’t let you go home. I’m sorry.”
“What the fuck!” Frank leapt to his feet, angry boiling inside of him. “You can’t just decide who can and can’t leave!”
“Yes I can in this situation Frank. Believe me, someone in your situation needs careful monitoring and all you’re showing me now is that you’re bottling everything up. If I send you home now...we may not be there in time for the next time you hit a low.”
“Fine!!” Frank slammed himself back down in his chair. “Tell me what you want to know and I’ll tell you okay? Cause right now I’ll do anything to get out of this bloody place.”
w:st="on">Brandon stared at the boy for a second before nodding his head. “Alright Frank, but I want to see you again. At least once a week at least for the next month or two...plus you must have someone staying with you at all times, that’s my conditions to continuing this session and letting you go home today.”
“By someone you mean...?”
“One of your friends is fine. Just as long as they stay with you...”
“I don’t think they’re letting me out of their sight ever again.” Frank mumbled. w:st="on">Brandon raised an eyebrow before extending his hand. “So, do we have a deal?”
Frank gave a sigh, glancing up into his face before back at the outstretched hand. “Deal.” He shook the hand forcefully before leaning back fully into his chair again. “Go on then. What do you want to know?”
Okay, so I don’t particularly like this chapter but I really needed it to get Frank outta the hospital and back home...for a while at least just to put some of my other ideas into play. Updates soon...I hope...however, I am working 9-5 on placement in a hospital at the moment so time is slightly more scarce than usual but I’ll do my best. Slayya
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