(Mikey)
"Go get help Ray!" I shout and then resume being sick.
I hear the changing room door slam.
Then Ray's gone and I'm left on my own with Gerard. I stand up and run to him, placing him in my arms, I start to cry silently. Not being bothered about sitting in his blood, I hold him close and pray he wont die.
Scarlet liquid is still running rapidly from the deep cuts up his arms.
I notice a note lay out on his bag.

Dear Mikey and Mikey only.
I'm sorry? I don't know if that's what I'm meant to say right now.
I suppose you wont read this till I'm dead.
It was too much...all the pain I was carrying and all the pain I was causing, mainly towards Ray.
So I decided it was time to end it all.
Tell Mom and Dad, I love them!
I love Ray too, tell him that...and Frank.
You must, never let go of Frankie, he's special, so's Ray. They're also both really lucky to have you there for them.
I love you so much Mikey, I'm sorry, you're always going to be my perfect brother. I'll watch over you all the time.
Bye.

Don't lie.
You wont watch over me.
I'll watch over you when you wake up, so you'll never do this again.
The tears flow faster, then Ray comes running through the door with a teacher and Frank.
"I've called an ambulance, it's on it's way Mikey." She nods to me, it's Mrs Hall, most likely my favorite teacher.
Please don't die Gerard.