
Struggling with more Ways than one
Chapter 26
~Mikey's POV~
Fletcher stormed out of the car and ran inside the house, Gerard following close behind.
"Fletcher," He called out after her but she kept running. I shrugged it off and Frankie and I lead Widow into our house. She's such a sweet dog, always wanting our affections and pawing at us when we weren't giving her any. Frank adores her.
"Who's a good girl? Who's a good girl?" he cooed into her muzzle as he petted her on the floor.
I smiled at him and he looked up to me, smiling wide.
"I wish I could have a dog." he pouted.
"Why can't you?" I ask as I slump into the couch.
"My mom." he sighed.
"How is she." I ask, his mother was ill a few weeks ago and it took a toll on Frank.
"She's better, the doctors said that she can come off of the IV now."
"That's-" I'm cut off by the crash of a vase and Gerard yelling at Fletcher.
"STOP CONTROLLING ME!" she screams.
"I'm not trying to!" Gerard yells back. I an tell they're both either crying or on the brink of it due to the strain in both of their voices. A few minutes later I can hear them both sobbing through the floorboards. I look at frank and we both decide they need some time alone. I decide to take Widow on a walk with the brand new leash we bought her at Oli's shop.
I locked the house and we strolled off to the park, making light conversation as we walked.
"If you didn't play guitar what would you play?"
"I would actually sing, because I kinda do already." he blushed.
"I thought you said you didn't sing?" I ask remembering back to our conversation in Hot Topic.
"I don't sing as a first choice but I can do back up vocals."
"Ah I see, our other guitarist, Ray, also does backing."
"Dude that man can shred!"
"I know right, I imagine one day his fingers are gonna fall off!" We both laugh imagining the scenario, frowning when it becomes gruesome.
"We got a record label."
"I know you told me," he smiles as we near a bench.
"Yea, bullets is almost finished and we've done enough gigs pre deal that they said we can start on a new record."
"Nice."
"Yea, the other day I think I saw Gerard working on it."
"Are we allowed to put in input for lyrics or song ideas?" frank asks taking a seat on the wooden bench.
"Yeah but Gerard does that stuff majorly, although we all get a say on it before we make it into the record."
"I thought so."
"Yea, it brings Gerard comfort to have control over things." I shudder thinking back to what happened in the house earlier. All I can hope is that fletcher and Gerard settled their differences without resorting to other means.
"Want one?" frank asks, pulling out a pack of cigarettes. I shake my head and point to my throat
"Asthma."
"Okay, I don't ant to make it flare up so I wont light when I'm around you." he smiles a tender smile and I kiss his cheek.
He blushes.
"All in the name of love."
The temperature begins to drop and Frank decides we should o home.
"Do you need to have a ride home?" I ask.
"I think my mom will be okay for one night, but I'll call her just incase." Frankie takes out his phone and calls, giving me a thumbs up about halfway through the conversation.
"She said she's fine, she can call over the paramedic that lives next door if anything happens."
I put on a smile and open the front door. Frank and I head up to my room and play video games for a while before I decide to check in on Fletcher and Gee.
I smell the scent of alcohol as I near the room, I instantly prepare myself to see a drunken version o my brother rather than the normal one I've come to love. I silently slide open the door to see Gerard passed out on the floor with a grip around a bottle of rum. I only see one open bottle a so unless he was sober enough to hide them from me I'm pretty sure he isn't incapacitated drunk.
I search the room for fletcher but she is nowhere to be found. I hear small sobs from the bathroom and I creep over there to see if it's her. I push open the door to see fletcher with a blade in her hands and a deep cut on her wrist. I gasp and instantly comfort her. She begins to sob loudly and I put my hand around her mouth and use my other to rub small circles on her back. When she calms down enough I begin to clean her up after searching for more cuts, when I don't find anymore I ask her just to make sure.
"Is this all?" I ask pointing to her wound. She nods and tries to start another round of sobs but controls herself enough. I wash my hands and then get out a rag, some gauze, a wad of contton balls and some wound cleaning solution. I wipe off the excess blood so I can see the size of the wound. I dab the cotton balls into the solution and tell fletcher to put some of the clean ones in her mouth
"This is goin to hurt but try not to scream." I dab it into the cut and she clenches down.
I press the remainder of the unused cotton balls flat and assemble them so that they can try and clot the blood. I wrap the gauze around them so they stay in place. I smile at Fletchers tear ridden face and kiss her forehead.
"It's all going to be okay."
She shakes her head but I nod mine. I look back into the bedroom to make sure that Gerard is still passed out, unsure of what went on and how dunk he is. I usher Fletcher out of the room and am about to leave myself when Gerard wakes up.
"Who's there?" he slurs
"It's Mikey." I whiseper.
"Speak up."
"Mi-key."
"I don't know who you, are but, I-" He vomits and I roll my eyes. I just cant leave him here sitting in a pile of bile so I pick him up and clean him off. I dress him as well since I know tomorrow he's going to be hungover.
"Thanks stranger," he says slurring the r. I tie him down to his office chair so that he stays where I know he is safe and away from alcohol.
Gerard doesn't even fight me because halfway through it he passes out again. I leave and shut the door returning to my room to seen Frank consoling Fletcher. I smile as I watch him talk to her and she explains herself to him.
I knew he was a keeper.
Notes
Ive realized my updates get longer and longer... but now I have so many ideas and a good plot going so it isn't that hard xD
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what The DICKETRY! That was less than a hundred words and it systematically ruined my life! I expect a formal apology in the form of a chapter within a few day!
11/27/14