Struggling with more Ways than one

~Mikey's POV~
My phone rings and so does Gerard's. Bob messaged both of us inviting us to a party, also mentioning alcohol. I sigh and hope that Gerard doesn't consume any of it, I'm sick and tired of having to clean up after his drunken ass, tired of having to mend the relationships he breaks,
sick and tired.
Gerard grabs the keys and Fletcher hands before we make the long drive to bobs house.
"I'm so excited I can barley drive." he squeals. I roll my eyes.
"Pay attention to the road Gerard." I demand.
"I am beanie boy."
"Whatever." I cross my arms, still in a foul mood about the mention of alcohol at bobs party but after all I'm sure he doesn't know of Gerard's severe alcohol problem. "Just please don't drink tonight." I mumble looking out the passenger window.
"You can't control me." He bites back.
"Baby please," Fletcher adds, I turn and smile at her, grateful we're both on the same page.
"Okay... maybe." he grumbles.
I glance over to gerard and cant help but chuckle, he looks slightly childish, especially with his makeup on. I look at myself in the mirror and I think I look pretty good.
"Guys I just want you to know, that for us to go on tour you and Frankie have to have enough credits to graduate." Gerard speaks up.
I know this, I was told the other day my grades and gpas were perfect for me to graduate with an advanced diploma.
"I know my grades qualify." I reply.
"What about you Fletcher?" Gerard asks, taking a quick glance at his strangely quiet girlfriend.
"I don't know." she bites her cheek nervously.
"What do you mean you don't know?" Gerard asks curiously.
"Like I said I don't know, I got pulled into the office the other day and they said something about my grades but I kinda zoned out..." She mumbles.
Gerard slams on the brakes a little.
"What do you mean you dont know?" his brow is furrowed and I worry, thinking about the last time they fought.
"Gee," I try to calm him down before he spirals out of control.
"Shut up." He stops at the stop sign and turns fully around to face Fletcher.
"I'm not sure if I'm graduating..." Fletcher sniffles.
Gerard sighs angrily an put his head in his hands.
"I could have helped you..." he mutters.
"Yes could have, but I didnt ask and I didnt think I needed help so yeah, this conversation is over." Fletcher snaps back and crosses her arms.
"Oh it's far from over," Gerard sneers.
"Gerard," I poke him and point to the stop sign, motioning for him to move the car forward.
"Stop Micheal, Fletcher I could have helped you, why didn't you ask?"
"Because there's enough allegations against us already." she spouts and then instantly covers her mouth in shock.
"What? allegations?" Gerard asks bewilderingly.
"Nothing, forget I said it, and just drive." Fletcher says quickly and looks out the window. Gerard sighs and we continue in silence until we reach our destination. Fletcher gets out first and Greets bob with a hug before disappearing into bobs house. Gerard and I get out, him locking the car, and head up to Greet our drummer.
"Hey dudes!" He cheers and wraps us both in a big bear hug. "Beers behind the bar if you want any." his eyes flicker to Gerard who smirks.
"Gerard." I cough.
"I know what I said Mikey but seriously shush, you're starting to annoy me." I frown and look to bob for comfort. He shrugs and lets gee inside before chatting with me.
"Everything alright between you two?" he says leaning against the door frame.
"Kind of, it's just he promised his girlfriend he wouldn't drink tonight and he's a struggling alcoholic and I'm always the one who has to help him get is shit together the day after he gets drunk."
"Oh shit man, If I'd known.." bob apologizes
"It's alright, I'm just tired of being his drunken bust boy so to say." I sigh. and lean against bobs entry way.
"I understand, my brother was an druggie and I always had to patch him up afterwards." He grimaces.
"Well sorry to hear that, why don't we go party?" I smile trying to get out of this depressing conversation. Bob smiles back and leads me inside. I plop onto the tan couch next to Ray after saying my hellos.
"Hey guys lets play some games." Bob says pulling out the board game Sorry. Things went well for a while until we finished the game, then everyone left and started to get wasted, first of course was bob. Gerard went downstairs after Fletcher and I went downstairs to chill out. I took the sofa opposite the one Gerard was trying to talk to Fletcher on.
"Talk to me baby." Gerard whispers as he rests his head on Fletcher's shoulder, Fletcher turns away unwanting to talk.
Gerard groans and rolls his eyes before looking around the room. His eyes land on me and he glares.
"Why the hell are you in here."
"I can be in here if I want."
"Whatever, you try and get her to talk." He says pointing at Fletcher before going upstairs.
"So..." I mumble from across the room.
"It's stress okay." she blurts out.
I look at her confused and she explains.
"I'm just really stressed out okay, with school, and what happened, and bullies. It's just all too much Mikey." she sighs and walks over to my couch.
"I think Gerard is too, I can see it in the way he's acting. You and Gerard need some time alone together, away from the stress here. I also think that you and Gerard need to share your secrets if you have any. I'm sure he's been stressed out because you haven't told him what happened while you were gone and you kept the secret of your grades from him."
"So what're you saying?"
"You and Gerard need a vacation but before you go you need to get everything off of you chest so that you can mend your relationship on the trip."
"Okay."
"Also, I think it'd be best if you started therapy."
Fletcher nods and rests her head in my lap.
"You're my best friend Mikey."
I smile down at her and say:
"Same for me."
I lean in and peck her nose.
"I thought you were gay." she giggles
"I am, but I wanted to do th-"
"MIKEY WHAT THE HELL?!" Gerard screams and yanks me out from under Fletcher. "WHY WERE YOUR GAY LIPS ON MY GIRLFRIEND?!" He yells in my face, I can smell the beer on his breath.
"I-I don't know." I stammer.
"I HATE YOU!" Gerard screams in a drunken rage, "I'LL NEVER ACCEPT YOU!" He heaves a stool at me and I duck. I run out of the room in tears. He's been in situations like this a thousand times and yelled nonsense at me before, but this time, this time it hurt. I run into the closet and cry in silence until someone taps on the door.
"Go away." I mumble.
"It's ray."
"What do you want?"
"Frankie's here do you want him."
"Please." I whimper.
I unlock the door when Frankie knocks and make room for him in the small closet. I fall into his arms and bawl, he strokes my back soothingly.
"What happened?" He asks, taking my face in his hands.
"Gerard told me he hates me and that he'll never accept me." I sob.
"Was he drunk?"
I nod.
"Then he probably didn't mean it baby."
"It still hurt."
"You'll always be accepted by me." I smile and lean up to kiss him.
"I love you Frank." I whisper.
"I love you more Mikey." I chuckle and lay down in my lovers arms, never wanting to let go because I know tomorrow I'm going to have to fix all these broken things.

Notes

Sorry if the cliffhanger wasnt as suspenseful as you thought it would be :S
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