Everything Will Be Ok

***Gerard’s POV***
I could actually feel my heart breaking when Taylor spoke those words. There was no way she could have actually meant any of that. Why did she change her mind all of a sudden? Did I do something wrong? I sat there in my chair with my phone still in my hand. Maybe I should call her back. I needed to know what was going on. What if something really bad came up? I was sick of dwelling on these worrying thoughts so I began to dial her number once more. The phone rang and rang until I got her voicemail. Damnit! I decided to leave a message for her, not caring if she would be annoyed by all my calls. “Taylor, just please pick up your goddamn phone…I know something is wrong. I will understand if you just talk to me. Just…please….”I ended my voicemail, knowing she would receive it soon. I was fed up with all this pain that I had, so I headed over to my kitchen. I opened the door of my fridge to find what would cure my sadness. “Ah…Now this will help.” I said, as I reached for an ice, cold can of beer.

After a few cans, I began to feel dizzy and I stumbled over my feet as I walked. I need to just go to bed so I don’t hurt myself. I struggled to keep myself steady, when I tripped and fell at the top of the stairs. I just laid there for a second until I could collect myself. “Gerard, what was that noise? “Mikey yelled from his room. I held my arm in agony.” It-it was no-nothing!” I slurred over my words. I heard him rush over to the stairs as he gasped in shock. “Gerard, what the hell happened? Are you ok!?” I tried my best to act sober. ”Yea-yeah I’m fi-fine I just f-fell.” I mumbled, as he tried to lift me up. I was now on my feet with me head held low. “Gerard?” He asked. “Mhmm?” He seemed worried. “Are-are you drunk?” I didn’t respond. “Gerard, look at me in the eyes and tell me the truth…Are you drunk?” He asked more concerned this time. I brought my head up and met my eyes with his. “Mikey, I-I pro-promise you I’m no-not dr-drunk.” I lied through my teeth. I could tell a different emotion came upon his face. My greasy black hair covered my bloodshot eyes, when he slapped me. He slapped me hard. My face was in terrible pain. “What the fuck was that for?!”I yelled at him. “Stop lying to me Gerard! It’s obvious that you are drunk. You can’t even walk or speak correctly!” A sudden anger came over me and I did something I would regret for as long as I lived. I threw a punch at him. I nailed him straight in the jaw. Tears began to stream down his long face. “Ow!”He screamed. I then had realized what I had done. “Oh my got Mikey, I’m so so-sorry I didn’t mea-“He cut me off. You are the shittiest brother ever. I hate you!” His yelling caused the hairs on my neck to stand up. ”You got to be-believe m-me Mikey. I’m truly s-sorry. Something just came over m-me.” His eyes were filled with hurt and anger. “Save it Gerard.” He said as he ran off and slammed the door to his room. Shit what have I done…

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