All That's Left Of Yesterday
I can stop the pain if I will it all away
Mikey's P.O.V.
Shit! I bury my face further into Gerard's neck and a small whimper escapes my lips. A gun? Frank has a gun! What the fuck?! WHY?!
"Ugh, this is. You're just. UGH!" Frank's voice is bitter, tinted with disgust and hate. "You sick fuck!"
In my ear I can hear Gerard's breath speed up. I look up at him but he doesn't break eye contact with Frank.
"It's okay Mik..." Gerard starts saying before Frank cuts him off.
"Don't fucking talk to him!" he yells. "Don't touch him, don't even look at him!"
In panic I step away from Gerard and turn to Frank but I instantly regret it. Frank's staring daggers at Gerard; a revolver outstretched in his hands, pointing right at us. I feel my knees go weak and I find myself collapsing back into Gerard's arms. A minute ago all my wildest dreams were coming true but now it seems like I'm trapped in a nightmare.
"Mikey," Frank says to me, a lot calmer than before. "It's okay Mikey, I'm gunna sort this. Just move away from Gerard."
My head takes a minute to process this. I realise I'm the only thing standing between Gee and the gun. He doesn't want me, just Gerard so as long as I'm in the way everyone's safe.
I try to speak but my voice is still not functioning as Frank scowls at us. I try to stand but my legs still won't function I just find myself collapsing straight back into Gerard's arms.
"I love you," I tell Gerard, looking in to his eyes. "I really do."
Gerard opens his mouth to say something back but is cut short. The crack of a gun echoes from the door, filling the whole house.
Shit! I bury my face further into Gerard's neck and a small whimper escapes my lips. A gun? Frank has a gun! What the fuck?! WHY?!
"Ugh, this is. You're just. UGH!" Frank's voice is bitter, tinted with disgust and hate. "You sick fuck!"
In my ear I can hear Gerard's breath speed up. I look up at him but he doesn't break eye contact with Frank.
"It's okay Mik..." Gerard starts saying before Frank cuts him off.
"Don't fucking talk to him!" he yells. "Don't touch him, don't even look at him!"
In panic I step away from Gerard and turn to Frank but I instantly regret it. Frank's staring daggers at Gerard; a revolver outstretched in his hands, pointing right at us. I feel my knees go weak and I find myself collapsing back into Gerard's arms. A minute ago all my wildest dreams were coming true but now it seems like I'm trapped in a nightmare.
"Mikey," Frank says to me, a lot calmer than before. "It's okay Mikey, I'm gunna sort this. Just move away from Gerard."
My head takes a minute to process this. I realise I'm the only thing standing between Gee and the gun. He doesn't want me, just Gerard so as long as I'm in the way everyone's safe.
I try to speak but my voice is still not functioning as Frank scowls at us. I try to stand but my legs still won't function I just find myself collapsing straight back into Gerard's arms.
"I love you," I tell Gerard, looking in to his eyes. "I really do."
Gerard opens his mouth to say something back but is cut short. The crack of a gun echoes from the door, filling the whole house.
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