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Gerard felt awful. They couldn't stomach anything and lay in bed or in the bathroom. The IV drip was the one thing keeping their fluids up.
They were severely dehydrated and their stomach ached horribly.
“Frank….” They sounded deathly sick.
“What's up pumpkin?”
“I don't feel good… in my head”
“Like, mentally?”
Gerard nodded.
“I have these nightmares where I'm killed by someone or the house burns down while I'm in it - and no one else cares. I haven't slept properly in months!!”
Gerard was crying.
“A- sometimes in those dreams I'm forced to do sexual things though I don't wanna!”
“Gee, sweetheart- did something happen to you before our relationship?”
Gerard's haunted expression said it all.
Frank hugged them and kissed their face.
“I'm so sorry baby. I wish I could've taken your pain away!!”
Gerard was crying now, just sobbing and whispering “I - I never told anyone that until today. Frankie. Mikey and my parents don't even know!!!!”
“Gerard? Are you okay?” Gerard visibly jumped.
“Mikey, what are you doing here?” Frank asked.
“Rose kept begging to see her mama”
Gerard wiped their eyes.
“I think you should sit down, Mikey. I'm about to tell you something I've hidden for 12 years….”
Mikey looked concerned.
“Mikey, remember when I came home at age 33 and stopped eating?”
Mikey remembers all too well. Gerard almost died from their eating disorder.
“The catalyst for it was, the night before that I was at the bar, and someone had spiked my drink. When I woke up I was cold and aching. My pants were around my ankles and I felt sick.”
“Gee, baby. Were you sexually assaulted?”
Gerard nodded a single tear falling.
“I stopped eating because I remember someone told me to lose weight and I felt if I was skinny I was more desired.” Gerard shuddered.
“I hid in our basement for a week before Mikey took me to the party at rays.”
“So that's why you were so shy when we met.” Frank could feel his heart aching for Gerard.
“Yeah. I don't know how to make friends and most of the time I'm betrayed or ditched. But - I'm not bitter. I have you Mikey and Ray as my best friends! And I'm forever grateful for that. I'm pretty sick right now but I know I'll be okay, I've survived worse- a little tummy bug won't kill me!” Gerard grinned.
Frank hugged Gerard tightly causing Gerard to pale several shades.
“Uhh, Frank?”
Gerard continued looking sick
“Frank!” Frank was still squeezing Gerard tight.
“What's up?”
“G doesn't look so good, I think the bone crushing hug is making them nauseous!”
“Oh! Sorry!” Frank let go and looked at Gerard worriedly.
He poked their tummy as Gerard looked up, “I'm gonna fuckin puke!!” They gasped as they clutched their belly.
Frank kissed Gerard's belly, feeling it gurgle underneath him.
“Oh baby. Your tummy sounds extra sick today.”
Gerard moaned and hugged their belly, whining.
“I know honey..” Frank cooed as Gerard whined and whimpered.
Gerard felt tears in their eyes.
“Whats wrong, bunny?” Frank asked as Gerard’s eyes watered.
“I - I don't feel good at all..” Gerard whined as they held their bloated stomach.
“Oh?” Frank was interested.
“Frank…..I - I think I -”
Gerard hurried to the toilet and groaned, their stomach grumbling angrily.
Gerard hunched over the toilet and retched harshly.
Frank felt Gerard shake underneath him.
“Shh, you're okay, babe..”
Gerard gagged and coughed.
Frank felt awful that Gerard was so sick. So he decided to take Gerard on a date.
To see a movie.
Gerard knew the good movie theatre was 3 hours away by subway and ferry.
Frank was really doing the nicest thing ever by taking him to the nicest movie theatre.
Frank packed snacks knowing Gerard would have cravings.
Frank hand fed Gerard chocolates the whole ferry ride to NY then to the train in Brooklyn for the movie.
“Gerard, honey…i picked a classic, Little shop of horrors…”
Gerard smiled.
“Thank you.”
Frank mentioned dinner and Gerard lit up.
Gerard ate several plates of pad thai.
The movie starting was the final nail in the coffin for Gerard’s stomach.
They couldn't focus on the film, their stomach was bubbling ominously.
Frank looked over at him, “G?”
Gerard had paled to a waxy green tone and stood up suddenly.
“Gee? What's up?”
Gerard rushed out of the cinema and ran for the bathroom.
Frank followed behind him, worried.
“Gerard?”
Gerard fell to their knees and vomited in the toilet with tears in their eyes.
“Gee, sweetheart…whats wrong?”
“I - I … I fuckin’ ate too much…”
“Oh, honey,” he gasped, “Is that why you have been acting off?”
Gerard nodded into the slop-filled water.
“Cmon honey, let's go home.”
Frank led Gerard to the subway station.
Gerard burped and groaned as they sat in the car, their stomach gurgling angrily.
Fuck, they still had the ferry ride.
Gerard knew they would vomit on the ferry, how embarrassing.
Gerard lay on the boat deck, groaning.
“Is he okay?” a 20 something year old girl asked.
“OH, yeah, they’re just a bit seasick… poor thing….” Frank cooed as he ran a hand through Gerard’s sweaty hair, causing the latter to whine and hug their stomach in pain.
“He looks really unwell… do you need help?”
“Theyre fine,” Frank gave her a tightlipped smile, and massaged Gerard’s scalp.
Gerard reached for the bin at that moment and vomited violently into the receptacle, completely demolishing Frank’s credibility right now.
“Shhh, its okay, Gee…well be off this thing in ten minutes.”
Gerard wiped their mouth shakily and buried their head in Frank’s side.
“ ‘m sorry, i dont usually get seasic…ick…hiccURP.” Gerard apologised for stifling a belch.
“It's okay honey, Rose is at Mikeys tonight, I can call him once date night is over..”
“Thank you Frankie..”
The girl looked at them oddly.
Fuck you too, Frank thought to himself.
He was brought out of his thoughts by Gerard vomiting again.
“Shh, it's okay. We've docked hon..”
Gerard stood up and shakily walked off the boat to the New Jersey side.
Frank took them both to the bus stop and rubbed Gerard’s back soothingly.
“Ten stops till our house. Think you can manage that…?”
Gerard nodded solemnly.
“I’m gon’na call your brother and have him bring Rose over.”
Gerard lay their head on the window, rubbing their curdling stomach.
Gerard fell asleep soon after because someone was violently shaking them awake.
“Wake up, faggot! YOu drunk?!”
“Leave them allone, theyre sick!” Frank snapped.
“Its a bus not a bed. Tell him to get off the bus if theyre too sick to function.”
“Fuck off!!” Frank snapped as he punched the skinhead in the mouth.
“YOu both wouldnt have lasted through the 1930s, queers.”
Gerard hated confrontation and was shaking violently and sniffling.
“Shh, its okay,, babe the asshole skinhead is gone.”
Gerard got off the bus as Frank unlocked the door.
“Sshit there we go Gee…lets getcha in bed.”
“Frank is Gee okay?”
“Yeah they got a bit of a tummy ache. Poor thing vomited the whole ride home..”
Mikey tutted softly and led Gerard to the bedroom.
“Mama?”
“Mama is sick now, Rose, they need quiet…they have an achy tummy….”
“Did Mama throw up?”
“Yes. Mama has a unhappy tummy..”
“Lets let Mama sleep Ok?”
Mikey asked Rose.
“OK uncle Mikey…’
Gerard crashed into bed and fell asleep immediately. Their stomach gurgled unhappily as they slept..
Frank just hugged them closer to his body.