What wouldn't I do for you?

Brendon [P.O.V.]

Gerard. He's being frantic again. I can sense the agitation that is rising off of him in waves. Every two steps he takes there is a small hop as though something has frightened him. He mutters to himself as he paces back and forth. I keep my eyes glued to him though my stares begin to feel awkward and unwanted. He looks at me through the corner of his eye and whispers,
"I sound absolutely mad don't I?"
"No you look nervous and unsure." I whisper.
"Well, I am. Mikey gets out today they are picking him up as we speak. This is big, but he is so fragile!" He cried out in desperate frustration.
"I know that's why I'm here. Ryan is with Mikey and you know he can handle himself. Mikey isn't an infant he just has some emotional issues. He is getting help still though correct?" I sigh trying to sound more convinced than what I felt.
"Yes, but for how long? Until the doctor questions his relationship with our parents and they get wind of it and rip him out of the office. They don't care what is best for us, just themselves." He hangs his head into his head.
"All abusive parents are that way Gerard. Mine ignore me because I'm gay. They used to at least pretend like my being was a nuisance to them, now I don't even exist. I feel like shit around them because that's what they think of me. I'm shit to them Gerard." I could feel the tears begin to roll down my cheeks but words kept being expelled from my mouth, "I could die and they wouldn't come to my funeral. I am the epitome of everything they despise. I am the only one out of all my siblings to be a complete failure in their eyes. Sometimes I think they want me dead, and maybe I'd be better off that way."
Gerard wrapped me in his arms rubbing my back. I didn't realize how much I've been holding in. Ryan would listen but I would hate to burden him with my emotional turmoil. I'd hate for him to think I'm weak, and couldn't protect him.
"Have you ever thought about getting away for a bit? I think we could all use a day away from everything." Gerard murmured in my ear.
"Where would we go?" I sobbed lightly into Gerard's neck.
"My grandmother had an old cabin in the woods outside of town. We could all go there for the weekend. I think it would be best for us all." He sighed into my hair.
"Okay, I want to go this weekend though." I felt exhausted.
"Okay, this weekend." He pulled me closer to him.
The door opened slowly as Mikey and Ryan walked in. I looked up and Ryan saw the hurt in my eyes along with the tears. He didn't ask but nodded sweetly toward me. I ran over to him and flung my arms around him. Gerard whispered,
"Brendon has been stressed so have I so would you like to go to a cabin out in the woods outside of town for the weekend. Everyone in the groups invited."
"I actually would like that. A lot." Ryan faked a smile, "Brendon, if you aren't okay tell me. Okay honey?"
"I don't want to burden you or for you to think less of me." I choked back a sob.
"I you could never and I would never in any way. I love you far to much B." He pulled me into one of his sweet Ryan hugs that felt like the world around you just ceased to be important. I felt the tears escape my eyes. He lightly wiped his thumb over my cheek taking the tear away with his fleeting touch.
"I love you too Ry." I smiled.
Gerard and Mikey paid no attention as they were discussing something. I motioned for Ryan and I to leave. He shook his head. I raised an eyebrow and he mouthed, 'Frank is on his way here with a surprise.' I sat down on the small couch in Gee's room and Ryan sat on my lap lightly playing with my hair.
"Where is Geronimo? " Mikey asked softly.
"He is in my room somewhere. I had to sneak him food and hide him from the demon dogs." Gerard sighed probably hating his parents more than ever.
"I hate those damn dogs. The one that bit me when I was five still lives here I bet." Mikey winced at his memories.
"Yeah, Angel as they like to call him. More like dog chow." Gerard chuckled lightly. "So, Ryan... how have you been I haven't really seen you." Gerard whispered.
"I'm okay... I guess. The new antidepressants make me extremely tired along with the insanely fast pace at which words are vomited from your boyfriends mouth. He talks all night. I feel like I haven't had sex in three weeks because I honestly get no privacy. Not that I had much before. Lastly you have stolen my boyfriend from me. Just what am I gonna do with you Gerard he is mine." Ryan exhaled softly and giggled a tiny bit.
"Oh my condolences. Though mine has been avoiding me I needed to get attention some how. Do you understand my predicament?" Gerard giggled.
"I see. Brendon does make great company. He is a lot like Frank so I'm sure he fills the void rather fittingly." Mikey smiled at Ryan's remark.
"Guys, I feel like an object." I whined like a five year old kicking and swinging my limbs even though Ryan is sitting on my lap. He fell off my leg and onto the floor laughing.
"Ow B! That hurt weally bad." He says it like a five year old.
"Really mature Ry. I can't believe you. I'm the immature one here." I made that weird humph noise.
"Aww, baby Brendon is angry at little Ryro." Gerard cooed mockingly.
A knock on Gerard's door stopped our laughter. I think we all feared it was his parents. He opened the door and exhaled heavily as Frank walked in. Behind Frank was Ray though who looked terrified. Mikey was now holding Geronimo and saw Ray. He ran over to Ray and kissed his cheek softly. They looked really happy to me and I was happy for them. I was happy that we all had someone who cared for us like no one else could. We all cared for one another. Maybe that is what makes us such great friends.

Notes

So, the story is starting to wind down just a few more chapters and it is over! Do you know what could happen next? (it is not one big orgy at the cabin) Love you all my Lovelies!<3