Dead! - Frerard

I woke up with a start. I was alone, again, why did Frank do this? It scares me to wake up on my own. I went downstairs, rubbing my eyes and yawning.
“Gerard?” I heard LynZ say.
“Yeah?” I said, sitting on the edge of the sofa.
“Frank told me he….um…”
“Told you what?” I was worried now. God, fuck, Frank what now?
“Um…he….uh- He went out to talk to Jamia about something, okay?”
“He- Jamia? What? Surely he could just tell me? Where are they?”
“At the park down the road.” The place where Frank committed suicide, okay. This wasn’t good. I thanked LynZ and went out the wall. Fuck you doors.
I flew to the park. I saw Jamia and Frank on the bench under a bare tree. The snow was nearly all gone now. I just hovered where I was and watched them for a while. I was completely fine with them together – until I saw them both leaning in, closer to each other, closer and closer until-


Their lips touched. Not a lot, but it was still there. Still there. And I saw it. I put one hand over my mouth to stop me screaming or vomiting or both. I watched them pull away, shit. I turned around and flew straight home without looking back.
I didn’t even say ‘hi’ to anyone when I got back, just went up to my room. I buried my face in my pillow and cried.
And cried.
And cried.
I cried until I couldn’t anymore, until there were no more tears left.
I don’t know how long I had been crying for (I didn’t really care) when I felt weight on my bed next to me. I didn’t look up to see who it was though. They put their hand on my shoulder and said “Gee, sit up. I wanna talk to you.” Mikey. It was Mikey.
I sat up slowly, Mikey was right there, right next to me and I just flopped onto him. I wanted to cry so much so bad, but I couldn’t.
“Gee, what’s the matter? Can you tell me?”
I nodded. “Well, I went to f-find Frankie this morning and…and he was in the park with Jamia…I-I was fine with that but then they….they…..” They kissed. But I couldn’t say it.
“They what? What happened?” Mikey asked softly. I was nice to know he was always there for me. I didn’t know where I would be without him, honestly.
“They….they kissed….” I murmured quietly. I looked up to find myself looking into Mikey’s big hazel eye. They were huge, apologetic.
“Do you want me to talk to Frank for you? To, like, find out why?”
“Yeah, please. Thanks Mikes….” I hugged him tighter. Sometimes I’m the older brother, and other times he’s the older brother I need.

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