You're someone you're not

" I love you," I sighed into Frank's arms. He pulled me tighter against me and kissed the top of my head. A bad 80s horror flick played in front of me but all I could pay attention to was the way Frank's thumb ran over my knuckles. I loved that so much. It was such a strange mindless thing but it calmed me down.
"I love you too," I turned over in a very graceful manner (That was saracasm I nearly crushed Frank poor baby). My nose my pressed against his nose, his lips quirked up in amusement. I leaned closer pressing my forehead against his.
"How do you know?" Frank said suddenly looking very distraught. I scruntched up my eyebrows.
"I don't know I just do," I said pulling back slightly. Why would he even question me and my undying love for him I am a sexy vampire after all.
"Did you look me when you were letting the whore fuck you? Did you think of me at all?" Frank said pushing me off of him angerily. My eyes started tearing up. How does he know?
"Frank I love-" I blubbered.
"No you don't Gerard you can't love me. If you loved me you wouldn't have slept with him," Frank stradling me shaking my shoulders and yelling in my face all I could do was cry and cry.

"Gerard! Cmon Gerard wake up!" I shot awake almost throw my brother off the bed who had been sitting on top of me.
"Why were you on me?" I said wiping my eyes. Yup I was crying in my sleep great. In fact I still was my shoulders shaking as I ducking my head trying to hide my tear stained face from my brother.
"You were shaking and screaming," Mikey said pretending I wasn't crying. I'm so lucky for this kid.
"What was I screaming?" I said sniviling trying to control myself. I was no use that dream fucked me up real bad.
"For Frank I think. It was hard to tell. Are you.. alright?" Mikey asked fittling with his hands awkwardly.
"Bad dream..."
"Want to talk about it?" Mikey asked.
"I hooked up with some guy lst night and I had a dream that Frank was yelling at me about it and-" I hiccuped back a sob. Mikey looked up at me with a fire in his eyes. He looked so mad I was shocked.
"Honestly fuck Frank how dare he do this to you then go around and act like you mean nothing. Make you feel like shit a guilt you into have these awful nightmares. Fuck him," Mikey said clentching and uncletching his fists.
"I love him, Mikey and it hurts so goddamn much," I said weakly. Mikey wrapped his arm around me.
"I'm going to fucking kill his pussy ass next time I see him," Mikey growled tightening his hold on my shoulder.
"Mikey you can't you will go to jail and I still love his ass probably the most so you can't" I said laughing dryly. I'm surprised I'm not more hungover than I am just a light headache but no nuesea which is nice. I guess I puked all I need to last night.
"I don't care he's a selfish ass," Mikey grumbled. I couldn't disagree. Mikey pulled me up and into the kitchen. The clock on the stove said 3:42 pm. Oh that's why I'm not so hung over, I've slept all day. I looked around slowly realising how clean, more like spotless, everything was.
As if seeing my look of we Mikey spoke up, "I told Ma she freaked out and started cleaning everything and called in sick she is out shopping right now for dinner,"
I frowned. She lves him so much even though he left her and he doesn't deerve a goddamn thing. Wow that sounds familiar.
Mikey pushed me a glass of water and some toast. Two pieces of golden sourdough lathered in butter. Toast is great.
"What no coffee?" I whined. Mikey laughed.
"Do you think you deserve coffee after antics you pulled last night?" Mikey said but turned around a began pouring me a cup.
"Ehh probably not," I said after the warm cup was in my palms. Mikey laughed but there was something pinched in his voice.
"What?" I asked.
"I don't know I've been really stressed out lately with the whole dad thing and also you. I've been really worried about you," Mikey said seriously. Fuck while I've been off being all heart broken Mikey has been having to hold up everything.
"I'm sorry for you having to deal with all of this alone," I said quietly. I was ashamed. I always tried to be a good big brother but I couldn't right now.
"It's ok I know what you've been going through. I wasn't going to make it worse," Mikey said handing me some pain pills.

After an hour or so my ma got back. He dark hair done up in a pretty style that made it look like an intricrate chandelier. She had boughten a new dress too, but wouldn't put it on until she was finished cooking and cleaning. She was so excited he was coming home I didn't want her to be disapointed. She loved him so much she didn't even question taking him back. I'd probably be the same way if it were Frank.
"Ma I know you're happy and all but what if he leave again with all our money?" I said as my mother hurriedly dusted our front room. She looked at me almost baffled.
"He won't he was getting help. I told you he'd come back. He loves us," She still didn't know about the first time he came. I was still worried. He was so harsh in his message. It was so different than he used to be. My dad used to be kinda never laid and finger on us as kids.
"Gerard don't just stand there, make yourself useful," My ma grumbled looking back at me and promtly set me off on a chore.
It wasn't long before we heard the door knob twist (Ma had left it unlocked for him) and it push open along with the gruff voice which spoke with no tenderness or love.
"Honey I'm home,"

Notes

I'm sorry it took so long to update I didn't really like how this ones was/did turn out
also don't worry frank will be back soon enough