(Mikey) "Ray, it's going to be okay, he gets like that when he's drunk." I sigh and hold him. My hands reach up to his head and I start playing with his Afro, he giggles and hiccups. "Is Gee okay?"
I'm honestly astonished, that he even gives a single shit about Gerard after what he's done. "Why do you care Ray? He's done this to you!"
"I still love him Mikey."
"But you're straight!"
Ray shrugs and mumbles something I can't hear. "I love him. Don't tell me I don't because you're not me."
Frank comes walking in with a three cans of Cola, he passes one to Ray and me then he opens the other one and takes a sip. "Are you okay now then Ray?"
"I'm...better. I just, need to see Gee. Tell him I'm sorry."
"For what!?" Frank demands.
"Hitting him."
"He hit you first." He shrugs again and drinks some of his Cola.

I walk through the door, hand in hand, with Frank and Ray walking behind us.
"Gee!" He pops his head up from the couch.
"Yeah?" He slurs.
"Are you drunk again?" I notice Ray stops behind me and waits outside, nervously chewing his bottom lip.
"No!" Gerard grins.
I hear a chuckle and Gerard giggles. I pull my hand away from Frank's and walk over, he's on top of some flame red headed boy, both of them are shirtless. "You're a bastard Gerard. You know Ray is stood right outside! He told me he wanted to say sorry to you on the way here! For punching you yet you punched him first! You told him he was just sex, you're pathetic."
"What?" Suddenly Gee looks like he's about to cry. He jumps off the guy on the couch and runs to the front door. I follow and notice tears are streaming down Ray's face. "You meant it didn't you?" He croaks and walks away.

(1 week later)
"So, yeah. Me and Frank are going to stay at his place this weekend whilst his Moms away."
"Oh cool." Ray nods and pushes some of his Afro out of his eyes.
"Something to say to the class Mr Way?"
I shake my head and look down.
"Mr Toro?"
"No Miss."
"Good." She smirks and carries on with her boring lecture on Shakespeare, normally I'd enjoy English but on Monday we found out our teacher was pregnant and was on maternity leave. The stand in teacher that we'd be having for the next year and a half was a bitch.
Mrs Roughly.
"Mikey." Ray whispers and looks at me. "I have to tell you something."
"Go on?"
"My arms really hurting."
"So? What did you do?" I laugh.
"I cut myself." He lifts his sleeve up to reveal at least ten cuts, most small and not that bad but one looks deep and it looks fresh, as in dinner time fresh.