(Mikey)
Everything seemed to heal up apart from the bruises but they've faded which makes me look less of a monster. Frankie and Gerard would freak if they heard me say that. Frankie's lucky, his bruise has gone, the one on his head, yeah? I suppose I was hit harder though...eh whatever.
"Frankie, you should hang with Gerard tonight, it isn't fair your always with me now and I've not seen Ray all week." I tell him.
"I guess I should, shouldn't I? It's a good idea, yeah. I'll go see what he thinks, be right back." He kisses the tip of my nose and runs off downstairs.

(Frank) I barely ever knock on Gee's door but I haven't been down all week so I knock lightly and wait for him to answer, he smiles and lets me in. "So, we should hang out tonight Gee! Me and Mikey have been together all week and you and Ray have been left out, it isn't fair." I explain it to him. "Okay, let's get drunk. I like being drunk, everything becomes colourful and fun." I grin at him in agreement.
"Getting drunk it is, I'll get half, you get half? Fair enough, Gee?"
"Agreed, be here at like 6:30pm okay? And leave my room now! Mikey's waiting, I get it! You two are all loved up, it's cute." He smiles and pushes me out then slams the door.

I smile as I knock on Gee's door.
I'd just kissed Mikey as he left with Ray.

I wore a clean, plane black and red, striped t-shirt.
Black Skinny jeans.
Red converse and my black finger-less gloves.
"Hi Frankie! C'mon in."

Drunk.
Only an hour and a half later.
Gerard lay next to me on the bed as we both rattled on about pointless stuff and drank more.
Laughing at lame jokes throughout.
"Frankie! How are you and Mikey then?" He slurs.
"We are fanfuckingtabulous!" I giggle and drink some more.
"You know what Frankie! You could turn me gay!" He laughs and I giggle more. "Mikey's l-lucky."
"Shouldn't I be the lucky one? He's your brother!" I point out and chuckle.
"Nah...he's the lucky one to have you."
"What do you mean?" I ask and drink more then open another can.
"I mean...I've contemplated being gay!" More slurring.
"Gee Gee! You're drunk...SO AM I!"
"Yeah but I liked you." He smiles and moves his head closer, I move my head closer.
Lips not even centimetres away, then we close the gap, our lips moving swiftly together as Gerard rolls on top of me and runs his hands up my t-shirt and along my cold skin. I go to take a breath and Gee takes advantage, slipping his tongue in, exploring.
Soon enough, both our t-shirts are on the floor along with Gerard's pants.

When I wake up my head hurts, it's reasonably extremely dark.
Not my bedroom, I smile and lay my arms across Mikey.
His rooms so dark...it doesn't actually look like his room and Mikey's hair isn't that long and oh my sweet Jesus, it's Gerard.
I quickly switch on his bedside lamp and lift up the quilt then drop it, my jaw hanging wide open.
Both of us had nothing on.
Oh God...
What about Mikey?

(Mikey)
Me and Ray had gone to see a movie and then we went out for dinner at KFC.
He went home at about 10pm, Frank must have already gone home too because I heard nothing when I got in.
That was one of the most perfect sleeps I've ever had.
I couldn't sleep in the basement like Gerard, he keeps it totally pitch black but my room is like...the biggest source of light in the house.

There's a slam coming from the basement and then the front door opens and closes but it's all done before I can see who it was. Gee appears at the bottom of the stairs.
"Who was that?" I ask as he makes his way up, not looking at me.
"Nobody." I take in his appearance carefully and scream at the top of my voice, just so mom would hear. "GERARD ARTHUR WAY! YOU HAVE SEX HAIR!" I cough and go back to my normal voice level. "Was it Lindsey?" I wiggle my eyebrows and laugh.
"Um...yeah."
He isn't mad at me for shouting.

(Gerard)
Of course I wasn't going to be mad for shouting, I let it slip.
I'd let Mom question me, I'd let Dad question me.
I'd happily be grounded because they think I had sex with Lindsey...I didn't though.
I had sex with Frank.
I've never felt so guilty in my entire life.
Mikey's my brother...
Frank's my best friend...
Mikey and Frank are together...

It was true what I said; Though I was drunk.
I've contemplated being gay, I've doubted the whole 'I'm definitely straight' thing.
Because before him and Mikey got together, I started having feelings for him.
I can't believe we did what we did...
I hate myself for doing it...poor Mikey.
But.
He.
Can.
Not.
Ever.
Find.
Out.