We're All Full Of Lies

All of us stood dumfounded, in a state of stupor, but most of all, the one thing that pulsed throughout my veins and along every nerve in my body was fear; pure unaltered, inescapable fear. My feet began to move on their own, stumbling backwards and loosing balance. I fell to the ground in a heap, hugging my arms to my chest and pulling my legs in as close as possible. My perception was warped; my vision switching between blurry and blotchy. Voices calling my name raced around my head, changing each time. Loud, soft, high, low, clear, muffled. One continuous calling mixed in with the others began to drag me back into reality. A fuzzy blob appeared in front of me, shouting, screaming, “Mira! Mira!”

I squeezed my eyes tightly shut, seeing distorted dots and blobs before re-opening them. Mikey’s face slowly came into focus, the light reflecting in the still wet tear tracks that cascaded down his rosy cheeks. Suddenly his face was replaced by streaks of blonde and brown as he wrapped his arms around my trembling body. Although my vision and breathing was obstructed by his mass of hair, I felt safer than ever in Mikey’s warm embrace.

My throat burned as I forced out words, “Wh-what happened?”
“Oh god you’re alright, you scared the shit out of us Mira, you fell back and then your eyes were rolling back into your head, we thought you were having a seizure or some sort of episode” Mikey wailed, pulling back from the hug, but still gripping onto my upper arms.
“Here, drink this” Gerard’s hand appeared before me holding a glass of water.
“Thanks” I murmured before taking a sip of the icy liquid, letting it slip down my throat and soothe the burning sensation. “I think I need to stand up, give us a hand Mikey”. I put the now empty glass on the floor and held up my hand to which Mikey took a firm grasp of and pulled me to my feet.
“You feeling better?” Frank said looking nervous.
“Yeah, better now, I have no idea what happened before, that’s never happened before” I said wiping stray strands of hair from my face.

“I think it’s best if you all stay here for the night, Mikey you and Mira can share and Frank and I will share, I don’t think it’s wise to be alone, especially after what’s just transpired” Gerard wrapped his arm around Franks waist, causing a rosy pink to colour his cheeks.
“As long as you two are quiet” I smirked at Gerard and Frank.
They both looked at each other; bushing madly.
“Oh god, I don’t want to hear that sort of stuff about my brother!” Mikey held his hands to his ears. Frank, Gerard and I burst out laughing at Mikey’s reaction.

“So what do we do?” I asked as we regained composure.
“What do you mean what do we do?” Frank questioned, lacing his fingers with Gerard’s, “If you mean go to sleep then I am all for it”.
“No, as nice as sleep sounds, we need to figure something out, I don’t know if it’s sunk in yet but we’re a murderer's targets, and as nice as it is here, Frank and I will have to go home eventually plus there’s school to worry about” I said flopping myself down on the couch, avoiding the stained area of carpet from earlier. Frank, Gerard and Mikey all soon followed and joined me in the mess of pillows and blankets that covered the couch.

“We could set up surveillance cameras in the art room” I suggested.
Gerard just nodded, “Yeah, that could work, but we need a reason for whoever the perpetrator is to go into the art room”.
“Well, what about a painting?” Mikey smiled.
Gerard, Frank and I swapped confused glances, “What are you talking about Mikes?” Frank asked.
“Well you said that whoever was doing this was replicating the things you’re painting right Gee?” Gerard nodded, “Exactly, so we could set a sort of trap I guess, Gee you need to paint something that involves one of us, then the person whomever that may be, will go to the art room and look for the most recent painting, and then presumably they will go and recreate it, but we’ll be ready, we’ll catch them in the act and have them on surveillance camera in your art room!” Mikey’s eyes widened as his grin grew with the formation of his plan.

I leant forward a little comprehending Mikey’s plan; he was a genius. Mikey fuckin’ Way does it again. I practically threw myself at him, hugging his small frame, “You’re a freaking genius Mikes! We can get the cameras tomorrow and Gerard, you and Frank can work on the idea for the painting!”

Frank smiled, “Sounds like a plan, this asshole has no chance against us, come on Gee,” Frank stood up from the couch fingers still interlocked with Gerard’s, “We’re gonna go to bed, I think we all are going to need a good nights’ rest, night Mikes, night Mira”. Frank left the room with Gerard in tow, Mikey and I sat in silence as we listened to the thump of their footsteps get quieter and quieter.

“Frank's right, we should probably get some sleep, come on Mikey” I held my hand out to help Mikey up from the couch. He followed close behind as we made our way from the living room and up the staircase. I stopped upbruptly halfway up, “Wait, what about the window? We can’t just leave it broken all night”.
Mikey let out an annoyed groan, “Dammit, can you get Gerard? I’ll need his help to board some wood over it”, he turned and made his way back down the stairs as he spoke.

I made it to the hallway upstairs and tried to remember which door led to Gerard’s room. Oh shit, which one was it? A small giggle from behind a closed door answered my mental question. There’s only one person that adorable giggle could belong to; Frank. I walked across the hallway and made the mistake of not knocking on the wooden door before swinging it open. Frank had Gerard pinned to the bed by straddling his hips and they were both topless. Frank shot his head up and from the wildness of his hair and kiss swollen lips I could tell I just interrupted a pretty heated make-out session.

“Holy shit! Dear god I am so freaking sorry, oh shit, sorry,sorry” I quickly shot my head down and backed out of the room, “I don’t mean to interrupt or ruin the moment but Mikey needs your help Gerard to board up the window” I called through the now closed door.

Notes

I. Am. So. Damn. Sorry. I feel so bad for not updating, but I had family drop by unexpectedly so it made it increasingly difficult to write, I apologise...again. :/ and sorry about the shortness and lack of excitement, but hey there was a little Frerard.. ;)
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