We're All Full Of Lies

Frank and I stood back watching Gerard and Mikey. Gerard had his hands on either side of Mikey’s cheeks cupping his face. I couldn’t hear what was being said, but both brothers where enthralled with one another; grasping on to each other tightly, crying and sobbing in unison, and words being spilled from Gerard’s mouth that seemed to soothe Mikey.

“What did you see?,” Frank whispered in my ear. I realised that neither he nor Gerard actually knew the severity of the situation. They didn’t know why Dr. Fletcher was on the ground in a pool of blood or why Mikey was so terrified and upset.

More tears rolled down my cheeks as I cried silently, “He was raped, Frank. I came in and heard whimpering. And then I saw him on Mikey, holding him down and-he-h-he forced himself on Mikey, I-don’t- I just- I can’t tell you any more Frank, it’s too much, I feel ill thinking about it.”
Frank wrapped his arms around me in a hug, his own tears dampening my shirt as he tried to comfort either myself or him – I don’t know which one, I didn’t care.

Gerard turned his head to Frank and I, “Can-can you two please go, wait at the car or take it home, just please leave.”

Frank and I detached from one another without a word. We continued the silence as we helped on another through the window and walked back to the car. Neither of us took another look at Mikey or Gerard. Both were tear stained and tortured from the events of the night.

Frank took my hand in his as we walked through the darkness as a means of support for us both. We wanted to be there for Mikey, Gerard too, but mainly Mikey. But all we had was each other. Mikey needed his brother and Gerard needed Mikey.

“You can crash at mine if you want, I’ve got a spare mattress so you won’t be completely sleeping on the floor,” I forced a smile at Frank who slid into the drivers’ seat of the car.

He nodded as he turned on the ignition, “Thanks Mira.”

-X-

My parents bombarded me with questions the second Frank and I stumbled through the door. ‘Where were you?’ ‘You’re supposed to be at Franks’ why is he here?’ ‘You look awful what happened?’

My mother was the worst, grasping onto my shoulders and kissing my cheeks then pulling me into numerous bone crushing hugs, “Mira! Tell us now! What happened?,” she raised her voice a little trying her hardest to coax an answer out of me.

“Mum! Mum, please, can we talk in the morning, I don’t want to talk about it now, Frank and I are going to bed, goodnight,” I said pulling Frank away from my parents and up the stairs. My parents didn’t know about Frank and Gerard and I knew exactly what they would be insinuating but given the circumstances I really couldn’t care less.

I stumbled into my room with Frank close behind and didn’t even bother to change into pyjamas before falling onto my bed. Frank just stood awkwardly staring at me.

“Uh, you said something about a mattress?”

“Ugh-fuck it Frank just sleep in my bed I don’t care, I’m too tired to give a shit about anything right now.”

I felt the bed dip a little as Frank lay down next to me, “You think Mikey will be alright?”

“Mikey survived a kidnapping and a poisoning and now he gets raped by some sick doctor…I keep telling myself he’ll be fine, he’s strong, he can pull through, but I don’t know, Mikey’s not going to wake up tomorrow and be fine, he’s broken Frank, and I don’t know if we can fix him.”

For the second time that night Frank gripped tightly on my hand, “We’ll be there for him, I don’t think so much about fixing him because I don’t think he’s broken, I think he’s cracked and just needs some repair, and I think if we are all there for him and make sure he knows how loved he is that he’ll come out of this stronger than ever before, he’ll be a whole new Mikey but still the same loveable dork.”

I allowed myself to smile - a genuine smile – and giggle a little at Frank, “Goodnight Frank.”

“Night Mira.”

And with that I let my eyelids fall shut, I didn’t even bother re-arranging my body to get comfy, I just slipped into sleep. A dreamless, peaceful sleep with Frank’s hand still wrapped tightly around mine.

-X-

It had been one week. Mikey was out of hospital. My parents thought Frank and I were dating since my mother decided to let herself into my bedroom and saw us asleep holding hands. Gerard had been distant. Mikey hadn’t seen Frank or me at all. He didn’t ask to see us and so we didn’t ask to see him.

Currently Frank and I sat watching Sweeney Todd on the Way’s couch. Just because we didn’t ask to see Mikey doesn’t mean we weren’t there for him. Frank and I would come over every day, sit around, watch movies and drink coffee. Gerard was there for some of it, but not much, he spent a lot of his time with Mikey which we understood and respected.

Gerard and Mikey’s parents made an appearance the day Mikey got out of hospital. Their father, Donald, had made us all sit at the kitchen table when Mikey was finally asleep after he got home from hospital. He said he had some explaining to do in regards to Dr. Mark Fletcher.

“Mark Fletcher is not a doctor, nor a stranger to our family. He and I worked together when Gerard and Mikey were kids and we were close friends. Often we’d invite him over for lunches and dinners. I should have noticed sooner that something was wrong but I was ignorant. After one visit Mikey and Gerard were playing in the garden and Gerard had accidently grabbed onto Mikey’s hips. Mikey screamed at the top of his lungs and burst into tears, he was inconsolable for hours. We had no idea what was wrong, Gerard hadn’t grabbed him hard so we knew he wasn’t hurt. Mikey told his mother and I that night why he was so upset. Turns out Mark had been abusing him for years right under our noses, he had touched Mikey every single time we invited him over to the house and Mikey was scared that Gerard was going to do the same when he grabbed his hips. We reassured him about Gerard, told him that he was his brother and he’d never hurt him, we never told Gerard why Mikey was so upset. I issued a report to the police and got a restraining order against Mark, but the police never found him, he disappeared after I went to the police about him. We moved here to our new home after that, and everything was fine. Mikey seemed to forget about what happened and we thought Mark was out of our lives for good, but obviously not,” Mr Way had broken down into tears once he finished telling the story, so did Mrs. Way.

Frank and I excused ourselves after that leaving Gerard and his parents in the kitchen. We didn’t need to be there any longer, this was strictly a family situation. There was yelling, cursing and more tears. Frank and I listened from the living room. Gerard had disregarded his parents and us for hours after that.
The Way parents had been scarce and hadn’t spoken to Frank and I since that day.

So that’s what basically led us to now with Frank and I sitting in silence re-watching a movie we’d seen a thousand times before silently hoping the other would say something, anything, to break the silence. Luckily for me Frank did just that.

“You think Mikey will ever want to see us again?,” He asked sitting up from his previous position on the couch.

“Of course he will, he just needs time, eventually he’ll walk down those stairs and we’ll both be here for him, I can understand if he doesn’t want hugs or for us to be all over him, but even something as simple as a hello will be enough for me,” I sighed a little with thoughts of Mikey infiltrating my mind. I began to realise just how much I missed him, missed his company.

“I suppose I can manage a hello,” A voice behind us said just above a whisper.

Frank and I nearly fell off the couch at the sound. We shot to our feet and stared at Mikey who stood next to Gerard.

“Frank can you come help me make some coffee?” Gerard smiled and grabbed Frank’s wrist pulling him to the kitchen.

Mikey and I stood awkwardly for a moment. I kept my head down and kicked at the floor not knowing what to say or do. Suddenly a pair of bony arms wrapped around my waist and I found myself being pulled into a tight hug. Mikey rested his head on my shoulder before whispering in my ear.
“Thank you.”

I pulled away from the hug looked at Mikey completely confused, “thank you? I didn’t do anything Mikey, why are you thanking me?”

“You practically saved me Mira, you knew something was wrong even when I couldn’t admit to it and when Gerard and Frank didn’t believe you, and then you saved me when you hit him with the vase, who knows what else he would have done to me, I owe you Mira, but all I can give you right now is a thank you, so thank you,” Mikey smiled lacing our fingers together. We stayed like that for a moment; just standing there with our fingers intertwined, enjoying each other’s presence.

“You mind if we go outside? We can sit in the garden and talk, I just need some fresh air,” Mikey said edging towards the door that led out the back of the house. I nodded and followed behind him out into the garden.

The sun had begun to sink in the sky leaving everything with an orange pink hue. The garden seemed to come to life in the early evening, crickets were chirping and birds had perched themselves on the picketed fence tweeting lightly. Mikey led me to the back of the garden where a slightly rusty white metal bench was located. We sat down close to each other and Mikey had a small smile on his face as he looked around at the flowers and plants.

“It’s nice to get outside, I’ve cooped myself up all week.”

“It’s not your fault, after what you’ve been through I’d probably never leave my room again.”

“I have to apologise for doing that, locking myself away and not seeing you or Frank, I just felt so ashamed, I felt like you two wouldn’t want to see me or be around me anymore because I was dirty or unclean…,” I could see the glimmer of tears form in Mikey’s eyes as he spoke.

I used my fingertips to lift his chin and look directly at me, “Mikey Way listen to me - Frank and I will be there for you every single day no matter what happens to you, we love you and we’d never think anything less of you than perfection.”

Mikey smiled and took my hands in his once again. Both of us lost ourselves in the moment and didn’t even realise that we had been slowly inching closer. Mikey’s hot breath brushed against my lips sending a tingling sensation to run through my body. Both of us jolted forward at the same time crashing our lips together. We moved together in sync kissing the other with the same amount of love and happiness. Mikey’s arms wrapped around my waist and my arms slung around the back of his neck as the kiss continued and we both got lost in tasting and relishing in each others lips.

I pulled away first puffing a little as my lungs demanded air, Mikey was much the same breathing heavily. We both laughed and hugged once again. I nuzzled into the crook of Mikey’s neck and planted a light kiss against his soft skin.
“Does this mean we are a ‘thing’?” Mikey giggled.
I let out a small laugh, “I guess it does.”

Notes

hey guys! sooo a nice long chapter for you guys! hope you enjoy it and thank you for reading! please feel free to comment and all that fancy stuff ;)
this was supposed to be the last chapter but I just didn't like ending it this way, so there shall be another chapter which will be the final one, after that i shall post authors notes with all bits of information about the story and characters. And of course a thousand thank you's to every single one of you who read this, commented or subscribed!
sorry for any errors! xx