This is quite a problem we have here 7!
Title: This is quite a problem we have here.(7/7)
Author
rurouni_yasha
Pairing: Gerard/Bert
Rating: PG (for swearing)
Disclaimer: Non of this is real! ( I did steal the idea from the new degrassi episode though)
Summary: Frank's worried about Gerard's eating habbits. But is that enough to save him?
POV: Third person.
Dedications: To Danny(
i_am_cortez ) for having to read my story everyt ime i come up with a new chapter and helping me out. Thanks.
And to (
xshallowknifex) & (
opoloko_gerard) for leaving me great comments on verything. ♥
Author's Note: My other fic didn't so as well as I'd hopped, so maybe this one will be better.
The lines are different times and the " *~*~*" thingy is a flash back/dream.
Pervious chapters:
http://community.livejournal.com/bert_and_gerard/447794.html#cutid1 : Chapter 1
http://community.livejournal.com/bert_and_gerard/453487.html#cutid1 : Chapter 2
http://rurouni-yasha.livejournal.com/17576.html#cutid1 :Chapter 3
http://rurouni-yasha.livejournal.com/18521.html#cutid1 : Chapter 4
http://community.livejournal.com/bert_and_gerard/476814.html#cutid1 : Chapter 5
http://community.livejournal.com/bert_and_gerard/481669.html : Chapter 6
Chapter 7
“Sweetheart! Come on, time to get up” Mrs. Way called from the top of Gerard’s room. He groaned and rolled over looking at the clock.
‘It’s only 7:00, let me sleep’ he groaned and pulled the blankets over his head. ‘I don’t wanna get up Mom, I wanna sleep! I was up late’ he complained in his head. Mikey and Quinn went to dinner for their 9th month anniversary. They went to dinner then out to a club. Gerard ended up driving home at 4:30 and his mom was calling on him a 7. Mrs. Way came down again at 7:30, then at 8. When he finally decided to get out of bed; the phone was ringing. ‘Who is it now?’ he looked at the caller ID, ‘Bert!’ “Hey!” Gerard answered the phone cheerfully.
“Hey, you didn’t forget about today did you?” Bert’s voice sounded equally happy. Since Gerard was forced back home, Bert called him everyday, they spent hours on the phone talking and would go on dates, or hang out. Mrs. Way kept a good eye on Gerard; he usually ate breakfast, since she said it was the most important meal of the day, and dinner. If he went out with Bert he’d have lunch. He was trying to go back to normal, but it was extremely hard. For him to change his habits, from not eating to eating was a lot. He was still accustomed to the little nutrition he was getting. Mrs. Way showed him vitamins he was to take every day and such. He was slowly getting there.
“How could I forget Bertie!” he smiled brightly on the other end. ‘I love going out,’ Gerard looked around his room. ‘What am I going to wear?’ He thought hard about it ‘what does Bert usually like me wearing….hm….black…psh…I always wear black.’
“Gee, are you listening?” Bert received a ‘huh?’ from Gerard and just chuckled “I’ll come pick you up at about 10:30 alright? We’ll spend the whole day together, and…I asked you mom, she said you could stay over if you wanted to” his voice held a bit of seduction.
“Well we’ll see” Gerard smiled pretending to lead Bert on. “I’ll see you soon, bye…love ya” he hung up the phone and laid back down. ‘I don’t wanna move…maybe I’ll make Bert get me out of bed…that could be nice.’ He thought about the last time that happened, the never made it out of the bedroom. Gerard got up a little while later and showered. He got dressed, finished his hair and make-up and headed for the living room. He had on Mikey’s tight black pants, that weren’t all that tight anymore, and a fitting black t-shirt. He wore a suit jacket over it and smiled. He liked his get up. He had his trusty sunglasses and knew Bert would have his too.
“Gerard, you can’t go out unless you eat something” Mrs. Way was cleaning up the kitchen from Mikey and Quinn.
“Mom I’m not hungry” Gerard tried to sneak passed.
“Guess you’re not going out” She said her voice serious.
“But mom! I need to see Bert” Gerard sighed and sat at the table. She placed some toast and eggs in front of him
“Eat and I’ll let you stay the night at his house, otherwise, you have to be home by 11:30.” Mrs. Way said softly kissing Gerard’s forehead. Gerard grumbled and ate his breakfast. During the time Bert showed up.
“Hey Gee” He walked into the kitchen and kissed Gerard lightly before sitting down. Bert had on nice pants, probably the only pair he owned, and a tight brown shirt. He had a light black jacket on over it and his car keys and sunglasses in hand. His hand still on the back of Gerard’s chair, “Hey Mrs. Way”, Bert leaned over and took a bite of Gerard’s toast. “Yum…enjoying?” Bert leaned over and kissed Gerard again.
“It’s good, I don’t wanna eat though” Gerard whispered and buried his face in Bert’s neck.
“Well please…for me?” Bert tilted his head up and kissed him softly. “It’s good for you.” He whispered and continued to kiss Gerard.
“I know…I am, just for you” Gerard smiled shyly and nuzzled his face in Bert’s neck again. He did this when ever he was nervous, embarrassed, or if he wanted to hide or cuddle. Gerard’s face would always find it’s way there when a fan first asked them if they were together, and even now he still did it. “See ya Mrs. Way!” Bert called getting up from the table. She’d gone upstairs to change.
“Bye Bert! Take care of Gerard, make sure he eats!” She called down.
“Alright.” Bert got to the door.
“Bye mom...” Gerard called right behind Bert.
“I love your mom Gee” Bert kissed him softly before they got into the car. Gerard just smiled. He knew things would be better for him to be like this.
The day was wonderful; they went to the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York. They spent almost the whole day in there, looking at everything from ancient Aztec pottery to samurai swords and suits of armor. They saw central park, 5th Avenue, with remains of the green St. Patrick’s Day parade line. Bert found a place for lunch and made Gerard eat. They were walking around all day, Gerard joked about how Bert resembled the hobo over on the grate when he let his beard grow out. Bert laughed then shoved Gerard telling him that was extremely mean and he’d have to find a way to make him feel better. The explored Times Square flipping off, well Bert anyway, the people inside the TRL building, because a couple of kids said something mean about the two of them being together. They waved to the FUSE camera but doubted they were on TV till Frank called spazing out over the phone that he saw Gerard’s “caramel “ patch in the back of his head and recognized him right away. Gerard laughed and ended up tripping and falling in the street, Bert lost his agenda, and some guy tried to rob them…but it was a great day.
“I’m so tired Bee!” Gerard was dragging behind; Bert was already a flight and a half above him. They were climbing the 5 flights of stairs to Bert and Gerard’s apartment.
“Oh come on Gee! We can rest when we get in” Bert insisted and waited for Gerard at the door to the apartment. “Wow…what took you” Gerard was breathing heavily his chest in excruciating pain. Bert unlocked the door and let them in.
It was sparkling clean. Bert must’ve worked hard on it. Gerard thought and flopped down on the couch. ‘I missed this place’ Bert sat next to them. They hung around for a little, taking and tickling, before making dinner.
“I’m so stuff Bee!” Gerard was eating salad, pasta, and bread sticks.
“Oh come on! Have some more” Bert was eating along with Gerard, they were laughing, they had a contest to see how much bread they could have in their mouth and whistle with. But then again…it didn’t work and Bert ended up choking. And Gerard laughed harder.
“I can’t eat anymore. I’m stomach’s going to explode!” Gerard held his stomach. After dinner they had ice cream, only because Bert begged for it. They were cuddling on the couch afterwards watching a movie. “Thanks for today Bee; I had an amazing time, amazing day”.
“No problem baby, I wanted to make it special. I’ve missed staying with you for he passed couple of months. The apartment is so quiet with out you.” Bert reached up and kissed Gerard lightly.
“I’m trying to get better, I really am.” Gerard answered softly, knowing he was probably lying, left on his own he goes back, but with someone around he can be alright. Bert nodded and they changed the subject. They started talking about changing the colours in the apartment.
“Ready for bed?” Bert asked picking up and carrying Gerard into the bedroom and laying him in their bed.
‘I missed this so much’ Gerard smiled and cuddled to Bert. “Bee? If I work hard, can I come back and live with you?” Gerard asked softly. His voice almost innocent like a three year old asking if their parents could kill the monster in the closet.
“Gee, you can come back and live with me anytime you’re ready. You just have to be able to be trusted alone.” Bert smiled sadly and wrapped his arms around Gerard.
“I’ll work hard, I just can’t get rid of the image in my mind Bee, I’m not alright, and I can’t fix it.” Gerard tried not to let his voice crack. He could feel the tears weld up in his eyes and his throat tighten.
“You might not be able to fix it 1, 2, 3 Gee. You’ll be fighting it every day for the rest of your life…and I’ll be here for you. Every step of the way” Bert kissed Gerard lightly and turned the light off in the room.
[The end]
I wanted to tell you all something about this story, it means alot to me. The story is based off of me. Last year (as a freshman) I "pretended" to be so involved with Band that I barely had
time to eat, so I lost major weight. I lost alot. I ended up going to the doctor, I was about 98 to 100 pounds at that time and he told me I was healthy. I just needed to gain some weight. Well I didn't...I lost weight. I was about 95 when Band ended. I didn't have the excuse anymore so I
"tried" to start eating again. My Boyfriend at the time used to make sure I ate on Thursdays ( since he'd take me to bagpipes) and saturday and Sunday.everything slowly increased, but i lost weight in the beginning, just like Gerard did, becasue my body didn't have enough food it was easy for what ever he ate to just be used. I lost alot of muscle mass and now I have barely any. Like gerard is now, I still have that problem.... that's why I knew what was going on. I never went for help. I just...never told anyone. I'm trying everyday to fight it...and it's hard.
thanks so much for reading. I love all of you. thanks for reading and leaving me coments, I love getting them. they always make me smile. ♥