Stand alone...maybe
Title: This is quite a problem we have here.
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.
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.
“Uhg! I’m so fat!” Gerard was standing in front of the mirror in the back of the bus. He had his shirt pulled up just below his ribs and he had his other hand on his stomach patting it.
“Gee, If you’re fat now, then I must be the size of a fucking whale” Frank commented from the couch. He was sitting next to Mikey who was reading some new comic book.
“He’s right Gee, you’ve really slimmed out. You look good.” Ray commented walking to his bunk.
“You lost a lot of weight on Warped this year. Don’t worry about it, I don’t even see what you’re talking about” Frank looked over at Gerard who was still looking at his stomach in the mirror.
‘Obviously you don’t see what I see, otherwise you’d see how fat I really am’ Gerard decided to drop the conversation and he pulled his shirt back down.” Um… I’m going to run for a bit. Maybe I can work off a little more before we go for the shoot. Kay?” he did allow time for answering before he grabbed his jacket and ran out. Gerard ran for was seemed like forever, never stopping, just running. He did eventually stop to look at his watch and saw the time, ‘I’m going to be late!’ He ran back to the buses in time to catch up with Frank and Mikey before they left.
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“You feeling alright Gee?” Frank questioned seeing Gerard’s overly tired and pale features look back as he grabbed a water bottle from the mini fridge. Gerard took a long sip before placing it on the counter.
“Yeah why?”
“Well, I don’t know. You look a bit sick, well, what I mean is…you don’t look like your old self” Frank looked up and down Gerard. ‘Damn, he looks so thin, what’s going on with him?’
“I’m fine!” Gerard let his smile shine though, “Why wouldn’t I be? Come on! If we don’t leave now, we’ll be late!” Gerard grabbed the bottle and walked off the bus following Mikey down the street to catch up with the others. Frank was just left running behind.
By the end of the photo shoot, Gerard had exploded on the guys at least 5 times, Mikey counted, and he almost cried twice. “It’s not normal!” Frank argued with them. “He doesn’t even look good anymore. He reminds me of how Bert looked when we first met him. Thin and sickly.” They eyed Gerard in the door way smoking.
“I know but…” Mikey looked down at his shoes. They were Gerard’s and Mikey loved them. Not to mention that the whole MCR group loved to switch around all the clothes and share with each other. Mikey once and a while found Bert, Jeph, or even sometimes Quinn wearing some of their clothes too. “Maybe we can get Bert to talk to Gerard!” The idea suddenly sprung into Mikey’s head. “Gee listens to him!”
“ I know but… Gee wouldn’t even listen to me…and I’m his best friend” Frank sighed disappointedly.
“But Bert’s his boyfriend! And maybe if he doesn’t, we could at least ask him if Gerard looks alright.”
“What do you mean looks alright” the MCR group looked at Mikey.
“Haven’t you noticed that he’s missing when we all get dressed? I mean, maybe it’s easier for him to get dressed in that cramped bathroom, but if I know Gee, he hates getting dressed in there more than a crowded elevator.” Mikey sighed and looked away again. “It’s a bad idea, sorry to even bring it up” his voice fell quiet and Bob wrapped an arm around his waist.
“No, I think we should try it! I mean…if we’re all worried about it Bert’ll be able to help. You know how easy it’ll be for Bert to get Gerard at least topless if nothing else. All he has to do is like….look at him. It’s funny to watch them together.” Bob laughed at Ray who was speaking breaking the awkward silence Mikey created.
“What are you guys laughing about?” Gerard’s voice interrupted them. He had a cross look on his face and his arms were folded on his chest.
“Nothing, Ray told us a funny joke” Frank cut off everyone and stood up. “I guess we can all go home now!” He smiled and the rest of the guys stood up, taking that as Frank’s queue to get out of there. They took a cab back and Bert was there waiting for Gerard. The two spent the rest of the night together while the rest of the guys worried about Gerard’s health.
Bert smiled at Gerard. “Gee, you look so nice in that, looks like we’ll have to make a new hole in your belt, man, you’re so skinny!” Gerard just blushed and Bert kissed him lightly. “But look at this little chub! Awe, Gee, it’s so cute!” Bert pinched some of the skin on Gerard’s lower stomach.
“Stop!” Gerard stepped back angered “I know I’m fat alright!”
“But Gee, I never said you -“
“Shut up!” Gerard just stormed out. Bert looked confused for a second then ran after him.
“Gee! Gee! Wait up!” Bert ran and caught up wit him grabbing his wrist. “I was just kidding, you aren’t fat at all.”
“Owe! You’re hurting me” Gerard pulled his wrist away. Bert looked at him strangely for a second. “What?” Gerard snapped not liking the look from Bert.
“That hurt?” Bert was a bit confused. He didn’t think he used that much force, “You’re hands! They’re so cold! Are you alright?” Bert took Gerard’s hands in his, his voice drenched in concern.
“I’m fine!” Gerard pulled them back and turned away. “I’m fine Alright!? Really I am!”
“Gee I didn’t-“
“I’ve gotta go,”
“But-!”
“Bye Bert.” Gerard slipped his arms around himself and ran off leaving a very worried and confused Bert behind in the sun. After he turned the corner he took off running quickly. ‘If Bert thinks I’m fat, then I must be.’ He ran the rest of the day, and late that night.
“I’m so worried about him!” Bert sighed. He was sitting with the MCR group, with the exceptions to Jeph and Frank who were out on a date. Quinn walked on and everyone turned their heads to check if it was Gerard. When Bert caught Quinn’s eyes he turned away and sighed. He had his elbows on the table they were all seated around with his fingers buried deep within Bert’s black, stringy hair.
“Is he alright?” Mikey asked turning his attention back to Bert as Quinn joined them at the table.
“I don’t know! He won’t let me in like he used to. I can’t hug him, touch his stomach, legs, or anywhere, and I certainly can’t see him naked.” Bert sighed.
“I didn’t want to know the last part.” Mikey covered his ears. It was none of his business what Bert and Gerard did when the rest of them weren’t around or even asleep. Bob, Ray and Quinn snickered and Quinn slipped his arm around Mikey's waist.
Frank and Jeph arrived home soon after and the group filled them in. “we have to tell him tonight, I can’t keep worrying about him like this. It isn’t fair to us, and isn’t fair to him!” Frank declared they all nodded and were awake when Gerard showed up later that night.
*~*~*~*
“Hey Gee, You’re loking really good! Did you loose some weight?” Frank noticed Gerard looking at himself in the mirror. It was earlier that morning Frank and Gerard were the only ones awake. He’d been watching his friend get thinner and thinner; never saying a word to him. ‘I’m glad he keeps that food diary’
“Yeah, I have been. Thanks” Gerard smiled.
“Have you been eating?”
“Why would you say that?” Gerard raised an eyebrow at Frank
“ Well, I was checking your food diary, because Bob was wondering what diet you were on since we’ve never seen anyone loose so much weight as fast as you did, and with out even touching anything.” Frank waved the thin black notebook in the air.
“I just forgot to add it; I haven’t been updating it that often.” Gerard lied looking back at his complexion.
“Hm…really? ‘ I run more and more every day and I’m not losing any weight! I’m still the same fat person I was before.’ Hm… and it also says food: None. Under it also” Frank smirked he had Gerard in a corner.
“Just stay out of my fucking business Iero” Gerard grabbed it and walked off
“What are you all doing up?” Gerard Looked a bit surprised.
“Gerard, what did you eat today?” Mikey questioned. “What about yesterday, and the day before.”
“What are you talking about? I eat everyday!” Gerard’s glare fell on Frank and their eyes locked.
“We’re worried about you Gee” Ray added seeing this was gong down hill.
“Well don’t worry. I’m fine”
“Fine!? Fine! You’re fine! Gee! You haven’t fucking touched food in forever and I haven’t see you eat or drink anything besides water! You run so fucking much and you’re so pale. I showed them your ‘food diary’ they know, I know” Frank exploded.
“Gee it isn’t good for you!” Bert stood up to pulled Gerard into his arms.
“ Don’t fucking touch me!” He started to get upset and tears streamed down his face, his breathing coming in ragged breaths. “ I can’t believe you told them Frank! I thought you were my friend! I thought I could trust you!” He took off towards the door and Frank stepped in his way. “ Move Iero!”
“No Gee! You need help!” Frank held his ground. Gerard just pushed passed Bert and ran to the back. He started tossing all of Frank’s stuff into a bag. The rest of the guys ran back.
“What are you doing?” Frank started at Gerard confused.
“Go! We’ll find a new guitar player!” Gerard yelled Bert pulled the bag out of Gerard’s hands he was crying now; his eyes were red and puffy.
“Gee, relax” Bert went to embrace Gerard but he pushed Bert away. Bert stepped backwards looking mildly hurt.
Gerard went still for a second. “I can’t breathe” He squeaked out and collapsed onto the floor.
Bert was next to him in a heart beat. “It’ll be alright Gee, It’ll be alright” He spoke soothingly to Gerard holding his head off the floor.
“Call 911!” Mikey started to cry and Ray rushed out and called for an ambulance.
Gerard opened his heavy eye lids and squinted the bright light of the blinding white hospital room greeted him. He made out two figures in the room as his eye site cleared. The first one was Bert. He was sitting on the side of the bed looking worried beyond all reason and the other one was Mikey, he was crouching down on the left side of the bed picking at the pale blue blanket. Bert was lightly rubbing his right hand, soothing Gerard as he was sleeping.
“Hey,” Gerard spoke softly. Bert smiled and Mikey jumped up.
“Oh Gee! Are you alright?” Bert leaned down and kissed him softly on the cheek. “I was so worried. You had a panic attack from not eating and your body shut down.” Gerard only nodded. When he tried to move he realized he has a oxygen tube in his nose and an IV in his arm.
“ Can I go home now?” he whispered and tried to pull the IV out of his arm.
“ No, you can’t Gee” Mikey spoke hoarsely, his tears spilling down his face. “You can’t leave”
Gerard suddenly looked at Bert begging him secretly to let him leave. “ Sorry, The doctor is going to come tomorrow and they might diagnose you with anorexia, well, they probably will.”
“But I promise to be good, please Bert” Gerard pleaded.
“Gee! You could die if you don’t stop. You need to get help” Mikey was blubbering now tears pouring out quickly. Quinn walked in and wrapped an arm around Mikey pulling him into his arms and hugging him close.
“No one’s going to die, Mikey. Please Bert. I hate being here” Gerard begged.
Bert shook his head ‘no’ and kissed his forehead. “I’m trying to help you. Please don’t be angry. I love you”. ___________________________________________