All That's Left Of Yesterday

Mikey's P.O.V.

I'm not sure where I am, all I know is that it's dark, very dark and cold. I shiver as I stand up and try to strain my eyes to see something. Then my eyes focus on a figure. It's Gerard! I walk towards him with a smile on my face but I stop as I see he isn't smiling back.

"Gerard?" I ask and he walks towards me raising his hand in which he's holding a knife! Now I start panicking. Will my own brother really kill me?

"Gerard please, I love you!" This makes him laugh.

"See Mikey that's just it. I don't love you. When will you accept that?"

I curl on the floor waiting for the knife to pierce my skin. Then from out of the shadows Frank comes running at Gerard and knocks him to the floor. I scramble over to Frank as Gerard stands back up, knife still in hand. Then time seems to speed up and slow down at the same time. Frank throws himself protectively around me before falling into my arms in a pool of his own blood.

"I'm sorry Mikey, I did try," he says before dying. I start to cry as his blood stains my clothes.

Gerard frowns down at Frank's body. His veins throb in the hand that he clenches the blood covered knife. Then he looks up at me and smirks.

"You see? This is all your fault," he says raising the knife above me before bringing it fast down into my heart. I wake up screaming before I realise it was just a dream. That part anyway. It all comes back to me. I remember Gerard slapping me and yelling at me. I remember Frank looking after me and saying he'll make sure everything's alright.

Frank comes running into the lounge. "What is it? What's wrong? I heard screaming."

"It's fine," I tell him. "Just a bad dream."

"It's okay," he says stroking my hair again. I like it when he strokes my hair. "Tell me about it in the car, yeah? We've got to go."

Go? Where are we going? I notice a suitcase stood next to Frank. My suitcase.

"You're going to stay at my house for a bit," he explains. "It won't be forever. I'm sure Gerard'll miss you too much." My heart sinks at the mention of Gerard. "He just needs some time to calm down. Trust me Mikey, it'll be okay."

My head's reeling. I'm moving out of my home? Gerard really doesn't want me anymore. And now I'm living with Frank. I have hated and envied Frank for so long but now I am so glad he's here to hold me. Under everything else I am happy that Frank cares.

We drive back to Frank's house and I tell him about the dream. "He said it was all my fault then he... He killed..." I managed before bursting into tears. Frank pulls into his drive and pulls me into his arms. He rocks me gently stroking my hair again making my heard flutter. Before I even realise what I'm doing I crush my lips into his. I feel him smile as I run my tongue along his lips before slipping it in-between them. We investigate every inch of each other’s mouths, fighting for control of the kiss.

Frank's hand slides down my back until it reaches my belt. I feel him smile again as he feels my boner. As he starts undoing my jeans I realise what I'm doing.

"Frank, stop," I say as I pull back from him. "I can't do this."

I climb out of the car and head inside leaving Frank in the car staring after me.

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