Playing With Fire

-Mikey's POV-

I laid for a while on my harder-than-a-pornstars-dick bed and stared directly at the ceiling, constantly thinking about how much I fucked up for my brother. The tears began drowning out my vision once again as I remembered Frank screaming my name as Ieft for my fifth time.

"Frank... I'm so sorry but... I'm leaving again." The tears immediately began filling his eyes, and soon enough he was wailing out in full crys.
"Mikey why didn't you tell me earlier?" I bit my lip and wrapped my arms around him tightly.
"Frank I'm so sorry. But I have to go now." I pulled away and began backing out the door. I slowly closed it behind me, but felt the knob jerk out of my hand.
"Mikey wait! Don't leave again!" Frank wailed. I blinked away the tears before he noticed and jerked him off my body.
"Frank I'm so sorry, I love you don't ever forget that. Please, while I'm gone, stay strong okay?" I felt a sudden jerk on my arm and I was pulled from the porch, Frank wailing and crying my name, reaching his hand out to catch me as if I was falling.
"God damnit you stupid fuck up we have to go!" My dad screamed. I took one more glance at Frank and mouthed the words 'I love you' before being stuffed in the police car and driven away from my house, Frank.

"Michael James Way, come with me." I jerked my head up and quickly wiped my tears before following the cop through the large halls looking through the different cells as I walked. . He lead me to a small, private room where my grandpa was standing, looking happy, but disappointed.
"Michael James Way, you have been bailed. I smiled and charged towards my grandpa, wrapping my arms around him.
"Grandpa thank you so much!" I beamed.
"Yeah yeah, get in the van. I gotta get home and get my critters some grub." I laughed at his southern accent, the way he would always say "critters" or "grub" or "viddles". I followed him to the van and beamed the whole way home.
"Now I gotta get ta work so you go down there and check on you're brother. Oh and Gerards livin' here nao." I got out of the van and watched the old man speed away. I smiled and walked through the door. I immediately jogged down the stairs, eager to see my brother. I smiled as I got down there, but my smile faded into disgust and horror as I saw what was going on.

My brother and my cousin making out like sluts, Frank had his legs wrapped around Gerard's waist in one single chair. I gasped silently, and out of sudden reaction, charged after them, knocking them out of the chair.
"M-mikey...," Frank gasped. He stared at me, mouth gaping, needless to say, I did too.

Notes

Guysss! Yes yes I knoe mikey is gerards brother trust me but I thought it'd be a little cooler for him in this story for him to be franks brother okay don't be man pls.