How the misery begins

Mikey sighed and rubbed a hand over is pale face. I was pulled to the bed and we sat facing eachother, me staring at him patiently and him looking everywhere but me.

"he doesn't hate you Frank" his voice came out quiet and shaky.
"well why does he ignore me all the time? And why does he look at me as if he wants to choke me in my sleep? You saw him earlier, he got all defensive when Ray asked what was up. I just want to know what the fuck his problem is!"
"I don't fucking know okay? Why don't you go ask him if you so desperately want an answer! "

I flinched out of pure instinct, usually when my mom shouted like that, it wasn't long before I was sent flying to the ground with an aching jaw or a swollen eye. I looked back up at mikey and saw as the guilt took over in his eyes, he looked as if he'd just kicked a puppy in front of a car.

"I...I am so sorry, I didn't mean to shout like that"
"its fine, don't worry about it" I replied bluntly.
I
I got up slowly and walked out of the room, not bothering to look back. I know mikey felt bad about shouting and I knew he didn't mean it, but i was too pissed off to care. I marched down into the kitchen, then vrabbed a piece of paper and a pen from the side

'donna,
I've gone for a walk, I should be back in a few hours and I'll take my phone with me. If you need anything, just call.
see you later
Love frankie x'

I always left a note when I went somewhere by myself, she got worried that I'd try something again. Most kids wouldn't like having to let their parents know where they were all the time, but I liked having to write her little notes just so she would know I was okay. I paced around the kitchen for a while, then went to the door and pulled on my black converse and leather jacket. I found myself walking in the derection of the park, a different park to the one me and bob had gone to earlier that day. I spent a good five minutes untangling my earphones, once they were free of knots, I conected them to my ipod. 'One' by metalica rung out through my eardrums as I marched briskly to the beat. I'd been to that park a few times before, but it was always when I was with mikey. Everything always looked so familiar, as if I'd been there before, but I just couldn't place it. All these thoughts were running through my mind, ha, running. Now that was an understatement, more like they were having a full blown wrestling match, and none of them were even close to winning.

The stress was getting to me, I decided what I needed was a smoke. Once I got to the park, I stood under the giant willow tree and fished my pack from my pocket, finding there was only one left. I looked around for my lighter, then mentally punched myself in the face as I realised I forgot to get it back from bob. Scanning the area, I saw someone with their back facing me and a cigarette in hand. I made my way over and tapped them on the shoulder.

"hey, sorry to be a pain in the ass but do you have a lighter I could borrow" I asked nervously.
Then they turned around.
"yeah sure...wait, what the fuck frank! Are you serious, you shouldn't be fucking smoking!" No sonner than that was my cigarette knocked out of my hand.
"what the fuck gerard, that was my last one?"
"you're to young to be smoking, incase you didn't know, it's really fucking bad for you!"
"says the guy with a cigarette in his hand" I hissed back.
"I'm eighteen, you are not"
"yeah well...whatever, why do you even care? You hate me remember?"
"I don't hate you!"
"well you sure act like you do, mind telling me why?"
"look, I'm really not in the mood right now okay?" he was beginning to look fed up.
"you're never 'in the mood', you're always ignoring me. This is the first conversation we've had all month, and it's mainly been about my smoking habits!"

I rubbed a hand over my face in frustration, I wasnt getting anywhere with this so far.

"you know what...just fuck this! "

He threw what was left of his cigarette onto the ground, stood on it, then stormed off with his hands in his pockets, leaving me really pissed off. He was being an ass, refusing to give me a straight forward answer, and on top of that I had nothing to smoke!

Notes

I might not be able to update as frequently as I usually do cause I have a lot of crap going on at the moment, and I get stressed way to easily, but I'll do the best I can anyhow.
~artistheweapon~