We Don't Fight Fair

I unlocked the door with a click. It echoed across the room. And the person behind it stood up quickly. I hoped it was Mikey, because at he least he looked sorry for what he said. But of course not. Not my luck.

I saw Frank's hesitant face appear from the doorway and I went to sit cross-legged on my bed next to the window. He sat down next to me and we awkwardly looked out the window. We watched a dog bark at a passing car before he spoke. "Will you tell me what happened, Gee?" He asked quietly. I rolled my eyes. He could've at least come up with a better way to ask. "No, leave it alone." I said in a monotone voice. "C'mon I know you're still mad, but at least let me know for your brother. Were you mugged? Beaten? Did you you-" he stopped short. "Gerard, did you do this to yourself?" Frank whispered incredulously. He mistook my silence as a yes. "WHAT? YOU TRIED TO COMMIT SUICIDE? WHY OVER WHAT? was- was it me?" He asked fearfully. "No, no, no." I said impatiently. I knew now that he wasn't going to be reasonable if I just kept denying it, so I had to tell him the truth.

Covering my face, I admitted. "I was raped, okay?" I said, my voice muffled my hands. Frank began to tear up, and ledt without a word.

I began tthink about what he had said. Maybe suicide wouldn't be a crazy idea. Maybe it was a useful thing that I should think about. Right as I was shaking my head in stupidity, Mikey walked in and sat down next to me, like Frank had. But unlike Frank, Mikey was very close to me. Auddenly, he wrapped his long arms around my side and rested his head on my shoulder. I did the same to him, until we were both crying and hugging each other. "I'm sorry, Gee." Came Mikey's quiet, trembling voice. "It's okay, it wasn't your fault." I cooed. "I'm safe now, see?" I asked. But Mikey just kept bawling into my side. "No, I mean about when I said that I wished you were d-dead!" He wailed. I cracked a grin at the ridiculous theory. "Mikes, I don't hate you! I didn't believe you, anyway. You were always a shit liar." He obviously didn't find it funny, and added "What about for stealing Frank from you? DON'T YOU HATE ME?" He blubbered.

Did he want me to be honest? "Ok, I don't care about what happened with Frank. It's forgotten." I decided. He wiped his nose with his sleeve, and we broke apart to find that Frank had been watching the whole scene.

Once he got over the inital shock of being caught, he turned a fiery red. "Oh, sorry, I just, wondered if I should call the police, or if I should go or..." Mikey narrowed his eyes at Frank and said "go," at the same time I said "stay."

Whoa, what? I thought they were dating...? Mikey got up and slammed the door in Frank's face. Now I was very confused. Did they break up, or what? "I'm not dating someone who makes my own brother suicidal." He explained savagely. What did Frank tell Mikey?
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Notes

Hey guys! Short chapter, I know, but I kept accidently deleting it! Sorry i'm in a hurry and I might update later today! So as usual, thanks for reading, and feedback is always welcome!

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-Erinosaur <3