I woke up to find Mikey slumped in the corner of my bed, deep in a sleep, flinching every so often, I study his sleep and watch as every movement and murmur become more alive. He jumped, I presume like when your falling in a dream. It seems like a bad dream so I shift over to him to wake him. "Mikey?" I nudge him "fuck off" he exclaims. He rolls out of the bed "sorry I thought I was at home, how do you feel" he asked with a tone in his voice that showed general concern "I'm alright I suppose, yourself?" He sighed "I feel a bit sick" I smiled "you should eat then" "good idea" he replied. He scooped me up out of the bed and kissed me on my head. My cheeks were filled with a shade of red. Mikey trailed down the stairs still holding me, occasionally trailing of a straight path "woah!" I Shouted as he teetered into the wall "sorry I'm still half asleep, ill put you down" he apologised and place me on the floor. We walked into the living room to see my dad asleep in his chair and my brother on the floor "meet my brother and dad" he laughed "what a waste of space" he said. I smirked: he was completely right. "When he wakes up can I beat the shit out if him?" Mikey asked"No Offence but your a skinny teen and he's a grown man, he'd beat the shit out of you" Mikey gave me a 'so who gives a shit' look " but he's on cocaine" if anything that made him more violent, he seemed to suffer from different side effects, maybe the alcohol didn't help. "No" I told him straight and continued "there's toaster waffles in the fridge, that's all there is, I've not been shopping yet" Mikey sighed and proceeded to make breakfast ********************************************Mikey left but told me to go round his later. I suppose a change of scenery will do me good, even if it is just down the road. "Where's the food bitch?" My brother demanded "in the shop dick" "go get it then fag" I was so sick of the shit I was setting him straight this time "GET IT YOURSELF YOU FUCKWIT, IM NOT DOING ANYTHING FOR ANYONE ANY MORE I AM NUMBER ONE, GET YOUR OWN MONEY AND PAY FOR YOUR OWN FIX STOP STEALING FROM ME!" I shouted and began to storm off, I was pulled back by my hair "excuse me?" He asked whilst gripping me "GET YOUR OWN SHIT , LEAVE ME ALONE" he spun me around and pinned me against the wall, and punched me "so where's the food?" "IN THE SAME PLACE I SAID A MINUTE AGO" he punched me again, it hurt, it really did but I was filling with anger, he hit me again, And again. I spotted a beer bottled next to me. My sight was blurred by another punch. I groaned but not in pain, in anger. 1, 2, 3I grab the bottle and slammed it around his head. The glass cut Ito jays face and he fell back into the cupboards. I ran grabbing my stuff and left. I ran to Mikeys and stopped for breathe before knocking. Mikey opened to door "your not meant to be here for hours" I didn't reply I just fell into his arms crying, I didn't cry In front of others. Mikey walked back still cradling me and he pushed the door shit with his foot. "Shhhh" I heard down my ear "what happened?" He spoke gently, I spluttered out a phew words that's sounded like another language "tell me later come on" he stood me up and took my hand he walked into the basement which I presume was his room. ray, frank and Gerard sat fixated on a tv playing a game. "Come on guys this is my room" he groaned. I stopped crying I didn't want to be asked questions. "Come one just this game" Gerard said. Mikey walked up to the Xbox and removed the disk. "Go play it in the living room please" he said handing the disk to frank "what come on" ray spoke "FUCK OFF" Mikey yelled, they all laughed and left the room he sat me on his bed. " what happened" I looked up to him "my brother" he starred at me "again?" He asked "yeah" I said quietly. He brought me in for another hug, stroking my hair "your safe now" he spoke "Ooo Mikey get you!" Frank spoke whilst disconnecting the controllers "come on" Mikey complained and he launched a pillow at frank, he left giggling. I let out a little laugh "he's going to completing over exaggerate this now" he smiled still hugging me. He got up and started to tidy the Xbox away "OCD, can't help it, it was bugging me" I smirked, wiping away tears "I've got that problem" he finished tidying the area surrounding his tv and set next to me and starred into my eyes, god he was so beautiful, cute with his glasses, and that smile "what you thinking about?" I asked "I'm just wondering why someone so nice and so beautiful gets all the shit" I smiled " it has to happen to the strong people, some of the girls in our school would crumble, I get by with the occasional breakdown" he shook his head and laughed, "I never thought of it like that" "we'll it's either that or gods holding a grudge" he rose one eyebrow and spoke " I'm not big on religion" okay so that was a stupid thing to say "me neither it just seemed like the appropriate-" he pulled me in and kissed me, he pulled away, picked me up and sat me on his lap "the appropriate answer" I finished he smiled pulling me in again and kissing me. He was so hot, pulling on my shirt. He explored my mouth, I could still taste the minty flavour on his lips from when he had soft mints. I fought for dominance but gave in he was so fierce. He gripped my hips moving me into a more comfortable position he groaned as he started to suck on my neck. Fuck this was nice. I hope he wasn't feeling sorry for me, I hope he had real feelings because I did.