Plaguing Memories, chapter 4
"Fuck guys what the hell? I thought it was Mikey," I hissed, as I saw Frank and Ray doing some kind of Jig to Dance Dance. "I thought you hated that song."
"Yeh but its fun to make fun of," Frank replied with a grin. "And I thought it might wake Mikey up I was only trying to help." He pulled his saddest face, looking down to the floor.
"Look what ya did to him now," Ray half smirked, looking from me to Frank.
"Fine... Fine," I got off the bed and crossed the room to Frank, pulling him into a hug. "I'm sorry; I'm just worried about Mikey."
Frank who was now on his tiptoes, looking over Gerard's shoulder at Ray was grinning like mad. "Ya a big softie who'll fall for anything ya know that."
"Shut up shortie and we'll leave it at that."
Frank pouted again. "I'm not short... I'm just..."
"Height ally challenged," Ray cut across him.
"Am not, your just too tall that's all," he mumbled, jumping on my back, making me stumble backwards in shock slightly.
Mikey's *pov*
My head hurt like hell and I could just make out the sound of voices and some laughing, I slowly opened my eyes and was hit by a bright light, making me shut my eyes quickly, I groaned softly and the voices and laughter quickly ceased, a weird silence setting over everything.
"Mikey... Mikey was that you?" came the only thing to break the silence, I didn't reply, just opened my eyes again, slightly readier for the bright light that greeted me. The next thing I knew, a weight that made me feel like I was being ripped apart on my already painfully sore stomach, landed on me, hugging basically every bit of air I had in my lungs from me.
"You're hurting me," I managed to gasp, as I tried to push the figure off me, as they reluctantly let go of me I realised it was Gerard, grinning sheepishly who had taken to grinning sheepishly at me.
"Just glad your okay," he mumbled, now laying at the side of me.
"I'd have been better if you hadn't just laid on me you great lump," I half smiled at him, pushing myself into a sitting position, even though it caused me great pain. "So erm... where am I?"
"Seemed obvious to me," Frank muttered. "But if you really don't know hospital."
"Explains the pain I suppose, so why?"
"From what I heard, some dude thought you were trying to kidnap his kid." Frank beat everyone else to it again.
Tears pricked my eyes as it came back to me; I'd been so close yet so far. "But Mikey... " came Gerard's voice, interrupting me from my thoughts. "We kinda still have the matter of the backstage pass people to sort out, so there kinda coming here, yeh so it's a good job you woke up."
"Kay, if that's what you want, but when."
"Hey Guys look who I have with me." Bob appeared at the door, in what seemed like a really good mood from usual.
"Have you been on the sherbet again? What did we tell you?" Frank grinned, flopping down into a chair.
"Yeh whatever," he murmured, leading five 10 to 15 year olds into the room. Gerard sat up from his laying position and I leaned against him. Ray was now sat on the end of the bed I was in and Bob sat in the chair beside Frank. "So the sleeping beauty's awake nice." Bob added, glancing over at me.
"Nice of you to take an interest," I muttered, glancing from him to the nervous fans standing in front of us. My eyes widened again, it was him, the boy definitely, I nudged Gerard in the side, before whispering "Gee it's him I'd know that face anywhere seriously," to him.
"Kay if ya say so Mikey but I don't see what difference this makes," he mumbled back.
"'Cause okay?"
"Yeh if ya want."
I gave him a small smile, as he began to give autographs and answer questions, along with the rest of the guys, but a sudden wave of tiredness was coming over me.
Frank's *Pov*
About half an hour later the fans were ready to leave, as they began to file out Gerard placed his hand on the smallest boy's shoulder, he asked him something and the small boy gave a nod. I glanced around Ray and Bob looked as confused I felt, but Mikey looked as if he understood, but also looked too tired to really care at the moment.
"Gee?" I asked him, as he wandered over to me. "What's going on?" I kept my voice down so only he would here.
"I'll explain later," he replied, before going back over to Mikey and sitting next to him on the edge of the bed.
"Can ya get the rest to leave?" Mikey whispered to Gerard, as asked Gerard persuaded Bob, Ray and I to go.
Mikey's *Pov*
"Ya want me to go?" Gerard asked me, as he came back from outside.
I simply shook my head as he sat back in the same space as before, I watched the small boy who was nervously stood at the end of the bed. "Sit down if ya wish." I mumbled, he ended up perching on the edge of a chair, seeming confused at the moment.
"Erm... Well I don't know how to say this but well, do ya know what happened to ya mom?" I was getting more nervous by the second now.
"Why do ya want to know?"
"'Cause if I get this right I think I knew her."
"She died okay, in front of me I watched her die," he screamed at me, tears welling up in his eyes.
"Yeah I know."
"So why ask?" he choked, tears spilling from his eyes.
"I just wanted to know weather it was you or not, 'cause I was there at the time, I saw her die and I well... I wanted to give you something, that I know she'd want you to have," I mumbled.
"Why would you have anything of my mom's?"
"I went to the same school as her, just please, I know she'd want you to have it." I scribbled my cell number down onto a piece of paper, which just happened to be on a table beside me. "Just call me in a few days, when I'm out of here." I handed it to him.
"Fine," he mumbled, reluctantly taking the paper from me.
"Or if you tell me where you live, I'll come and bring it to you."
"Yeh well I live at the local orphanage but I don't want you feeling sorry for me," he muttered, getting up and leaving the room.
A pain came over my chest suddenly, I closed my eyes as it became difficult to breath. "GEE... " I screamed, I felt him clutch my hand tightly. "HELP." And with that everything went black...
"Yeh but its fun to make fun of," Frank replied with a grin. "And I thought it might wake Mikey up I was only trying to help." He pulled his saddest face, looking down to the floor.
"Look what ya did to him now," Ray half smirked, looking from me to Frank.
"Fine... Fine," I got off the bed and crossed the room to Frank, pulling him into a hug. "I'm sorry; I'm just worried about Mikey."
Frank who was now on his tiptoes, looking over Gerard's shoulder at Ray was grinning like mad. "Ya a big softie who'll fall for anything ya know that."
"Shut up shortie and we'll leave it at that."
Frank pouted again. "I'm not short... I'm just..."
"Height ally challenged," Ray cut across him.
"Am not, your just too tall that's all," he mumbled, jumping on my back, making me stumble backwards in shock slightly.
Mikey's *pov*
My head hurt like hell and I could just make out the sound of voices and some laughing, I slowly opened my eyes and was hit by a bright light, making me shut my eyes quickly, I groaned softly and the voices and laughter quickly ceased, a weird silence setting over everything.
"Mikey... Mikey was that you?" came the only thing to break the silence, I didn't reply, just opened my eyes again, slightly readier for the bright light that greeted me. The next thing I knew, a weight that made me feel like I was being ripped apart on my already painfully sore stomach, landed on me, hugging basically every bit of air I had in my lungs from me.
"You're hurting me," I managed to gasp, as I tried to push the figure off me, as they reluctantly let go of me I realised it was Gerard, grinning sheepishly who had taken to grinning sheepishly at me.
"Just glad your okay," he mumbled, now laying at the side of me.
"I'd have been better if you hadn't just laid on me you great lump," I half smiled at him, pushing myself into a sitting position, even though it caused me great pain. "So erm... where am I?"
"Seemed obvious to me," Frank muttered. "But if you really don't know hospital."
"Explains the pain I suppose, so why?"
"From what I heard, some dude thought you were trying to kidnap his kid." Frank beat everyone else to it again.
Tears pricked my eyes as it came back to me; I'd been so close yet so far. "But Mikey... " came Gerard's voice, interrupting me from my thoughts. "We kinda still have the matter of the backstage pass people to sort out, so there kinda coming here, yeh so it's a good job you woke up."
"Kay, if that's what you want, but when."
"Hey Guys look who I have with me." Bob appeared at the door, in what seemed like a really good mood from usual.
"Have you been on the sherbet again? What did we tell you?" Frank grinned, flopping down into a chair.
"Yeh whatever," he murmured, leading five 10 to 15 year olds into the room. Gerard sat up from his laying position and I leaned against him. Ray was now sat on the end of the bed I was in and Bob sat in the chair beside Frank. "So the sleeping beauty's awake nice." Bob added, glancing over at me.
"Nice of you to take an interest," I muttered, glancing from him to the nervous fans standing in front of us. My eyes widened again, it was him, the boy definitely, I nudged Gerard in the side, before whispering "Gee it's him I'd know that face anywhere seriously," to him.
"Kay if ya say so Mikey but I don't see what difference this makes," he mumbled back.
"'Cause okay?"
"Yeh if ya want."
I gave him a small smile, as he began to give autographs and answer questions, along with the rest of the guys, but a sudden wave of tiredness was coming over me.
Frank's *Pov*
About half an hour later the fans were ready to leave, as they began to file out Gerard placed his hand on the smallest boy's shoulder, he asked him something and the small boy gave a nod. I glanced around Ray and Bob looked as confused I felt, but Mikey looked as if he understood, but also looked too tired to really care at the moment.
"Gee?" I asked him, as he wandered over to me. "What's going on?" I kept my voice down so only he would here.
"I'll explain later," he replied, before going back over to Mikey and sitting next to him on the edge of the bed.
"Can ya get the rest to leave?" Mikey whispered to Gerard, as asked Gerard persuaded Bob, Ray and I to go.
Mikey's *Pov*
"Ya want me to go?" Gerard asked me, as he came back from outside.
I simply shook my head as he sat back in the same space as before, I watched the small boy who was nervously stood at the end of the bed. "Sit down if ya wish." I mumbled, he ended up perching on the edge of a chair, seeming confused at the moment.
"Erm... Well I don't know how to say this but well, do ya know what happened to ya mom?" I was getting more nervous by the second now.
"Why do ya want to know?"
"'Cause if I get this right I think I knew her."
"She died okay, in front of me I watched her die," he screamed at me, tears welling up in his eyes.
"Yeah I know."
"So why ask?" he choked, tears spilling from his eyes.
"I just wanted to know weather it was you or not, 'cause I was there at the time, I saw her die and I well... I wanted to give you something, that I know she'd want you to have," I mumbled.
"Why would you have anything of my mom's?"
"I went to the same school as her, just please, I know she'd want you to have it." I scribbled my cell number down onto a piece of paper, which just happened to be on a table beside me. "Just call me in a few days, when I'm out of here." I handed it to him.
"Fine," he mumbled, reluctantly taking the paper from me.
"Or if you tell me where you live, I'll come and bring it to you."
"Yeh well I live at the local orphanage but I don't want you feeling sorry for me," he muttered, getting up and leaving the room.
A pain came over my chest suddenly, I closed my eyes as it became difficult to breath. "GEE... " I screamed, I felt him clutch my hand tightly. "HELP." And with that everything went black...
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