I wanna know the taste of your lips by heart

Mikey was impossible after we returned home. He wouldn’t talk to me properly, he wouldn’t let me help him and when I confronted him about not wanting to go to the principle, he just sighed and said he was tired and was going to bed although it was probably only 8 or 9 p.m. I couldn’t do anything though, especially after what had happened to him earlier. He really needed to rest, but he was hiding something. It just wasn’t the time to argue with him.

It was also the first night in a while that we didn’t sleep together and I was feeling so empty and lonely, gripping my blanket, trying to imagine that he was in my arms and his hair was brushing against my cheeks. But no, the blanket did nothing to replace Mikey, unsurprisingly. In fact, I’m convinced that even a person couldn’t replace him, let alone a stupid old blanket.

In the middle of the night, as I was turning over in my bed restlessly, praying for sleep to come, I heard noises coming from Mikey’s room that was the one next to mine. The first time I tried to ignore it and turned away from the wall that separated our rooms but then I heard it again, he was crying and shouting. I stood up from my bed quickly, I couldn’t let mom or dad hear him, as they were both home tonight. If they heard him, they’d go check on him and see his bruised face and I knew he didn’t want this to happen. I had to wake him up or do something to calm him down.

As I passed the corridor, I could hear his sobs becoming louder and I could make out things like ‘please’ ‘take him away’ ‘love him’. I started to panic as I entered the room and closed the door behind me, seeing his beautiful but covered in bruises face, contorted in pain and I saw tears in the sharp moonlight, coming from the window.

I went quickly to his bed and held his hand with one of my hands, the other one stroking his sweaty hair and brushing it from his pale forehead.

“Please, don’t take him away, please. I’ll be good. Don’t! He’s everything I have, I love him you can’t- NO!”, he choked in his tears when I started gently shaking his shoulders whispering his name. That was when he woke up, clutching my t-shirt in his bony fists.

“DON’T KILL HIM, PLEASE”, he continued sobbing, his vision blurry.

“Mikey, hey, Mikey, it’s only me.”, I said, while I pulled him into my chest. He seemed to realize who I was so he clutched my shirt even tighter and pulled me even closer, no space left between us.

“GERARD!”, he said, as he wrapped his arms around me. “YOU’RE HERE!”

“Of course I am, silly”, I kissed the top of his head “I will always be here, okay?”

“I-I thought they t-took you, Gee”, he whispered, still horrified.

“But I’m here with you, you are okay, I am okay, it was just a stupid nightmare”, I stroked his back gently.

“No, no it fucking wasn’t!”, Mikey snapped, pulling away from me. My own eyes watered, hurt and confusion overwhelming me.
“Wha-“

“Don’t you get it? Don’t you fucking get it?! Seriously?!”, he buried his head in his hands for a moment and then he looked me, crying even more than before, it was absolutely heartbreaking.

“If the principle finds out, everything will be over! Don’t you fucking think?! They are going to tell! Tell what they saw, the reason why they beaten me! Tell about-about us! And t-then we’re going to be separated and-and I- can’t-I can’t t-take it!”, he was yelling and I’m sure at least mom heard, she was a light sleeper. I couldn’t care less, though.

I just stared with shock and realization.

“No” was all I could say.

“Yes, they will… they will, Gerard, they’ll take you away from me. They’ll do it and I might lose you f-forever”, he was whispering now, panicking me more and more with each word.

“No, we’ll be together. Nobody will believe them, it won’t ever happen. They can’t separate us and-“

“Of course they can, Gerard”, Mikey laughed bitterly through tears which kind of made me panic more.

“No, they-“

“They have a photo, Gerard. A fucking photograph of us, kissing! It was so stupid of me to ask you to kiss me so close to school today, I messed everything up, didn’t I?”, he said, tears spilling down his eyes.

“Oh my god…”, I didn’t know what to say to him. They really could do something. They could show this photo and only god knew what would happen then!

“Yes…”, silent tears continued sliding down his cheeks.

“We’re not going to tell anyone. No one can know about it, the beating. We’ll tell Kyle too and it’s all gonna be alright.”, I said suddenly, feeling a burst of confidence in myself.

“How do you know-“

“I just know it, Mikey, trust me, will you do this for me?

“I trust you, Gee”, he said sniffling, once again wrapped in my arms.

“Good”, I said, resting my head on top of his.

I’m not sure how long we’ve stood there, holding each other in the darkness, but it didn’t even matter I only knew I wanted to keep this moment forever, not let it go. I wanted to be able to hold him like that till the end of the time. I wanted him to be mine. Forever.

“Gee?”, he croaked tiredly.
“Yes, Mikey?”, I looked down at him stroking his bruised cheek.

“Will you stay here?”, he snuggled into the crook of my neck.

“Of course”

I laid there with him in my arms, in his bed made only for one person, looking in the dark, like I could see something, thinking he had fell asleep long ago, since he was so quiet. I was kinda startled at first when I heard

“I love you so much, Gee”

I was not sure if he was just talking in his sleep or if he was really talking to me. It didn’t matter, though, because I found myself responding with
“I love you too, Mikey”.

Then I drifted off to sleep.

Notes

Hi guys xd I couldn't post yesterday cause I needed to practise for an English olympiad but yeah here is the fifth chapter, hope you enjoy reading it :з
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