Don't tell mom

Mikey's pov (2 weeks later thanksgiving break)

it had been two weeks since that day. the day I happened to be hungry and couldn't take it anymore.

I had went downstairs to eat something small to hold me off but when I went into the kitchen I almost screamed at what saw.

From where I was I could clearly see Gerard and frank outside on the back porch through the window above the sink. I wanted to cry when I had realized what they were doing.

i watched in horror as Gerard had fucked him moaning loudly. Every time he thrusted franks back would collide with the wall making a loud banging noise.

I remember how Gerard moaned as he released into frank and how I had wanted to die when his eyes met mine. I can still feel the pain I felt that day.

he knew I had seen it and he didn't even care.
I kept telling myself that he doesn't care about me but I don't want to believe it.
Everyday it seems more true than before though because he hasn't even said one word to me since that day.

It was currently a holiday break for thanksgiving and he hasn't even really been home at all, but when he is franks right by his side kissing him and touching him.

Id basically lost interest in everything. I didn't even talk to ray anymore. He'd try to talk to me but he gave up after the first week.

Id done nothing but hide in my room and smoke not that anyone cared. Mom and dad had been going crazy getting things ready for our big thanks giving dinner with our family and Gerard was preoccupied with fucking frank.

It was the night before thanksgiving and I didn't want to have to eat tomorrow so I left my room and went downstairs to the kitchen where my mom was.

Gerard and frank were on the couch in the family room watching tv and my dad was sitting at the kitchen table doing some sort of paperwork.

Frank noticed me first and nudged Gerard so he'd look up and he made a surprised look when he saw me, probably because I haven't left my room at all lately.

"Hey sweetie." My mom smiled once she saw me.
"You hungry? You missed dinner, I can hear some up if you want." She said

"no it's fine, actually I came down here to tell you I feel sick." I said trying to sound gloomy.

"What's wrong?" She said feeling my forehead. "You don't feel warm."

"Actually it's my stomach I just threw up." I lied.

She frowned "did you make it to the bathroom at least?" She asked obviously hoping she didn't have to clean it up.

"Ya I did but I just wanted to tell you."

"Oh mikey why'd you have to sick right before the holidays."

"There's medicine up in the cabinet in out room if you need it." My dad said giving me a sympathy filled look feeling bad I was sick.

"Alright mikey go get some sleep sweetie we'll see how you feel tomorrow."

"Ok night guys love you." I said to my parents but frank responded.

"Love you too mikey." He said all gooey and my parents just chuckled while Gerard just continued staring at me.
i flipped frank off and ran up to my room to smoke and then sleep happy that my parents had bought the lie.

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gerards pov

"gee go check on your brother for me will you?" My mom said as she ran around the kitchen like a crazy person.

"He's probably sleeping." I told her and she frowned at me.

"Gerard at least go get dressed Family will be here soon."

"Mom we have an hour-"

"Gerard." She said sternly.

"Fine I'm going." I said standing and making my way downstairs.

"thank you." My mom called from the kitchen.

I went to my room and dug through all my clothes looking for something half decent to wear. It was only family and I don't get why we had to impress them at our home, they know what we look like already so what's dressing up going to do?

I finally slid on black skinny jeans that looked like dress pants and put on a white button up polo shirt, a long with my cleanest pair of black converse high tops.

I brushed through my dark hair and then checked my phone. I had a few texts from frank just telling me that he missed me and wished we could spend the holidays together.

I replied with a simple 'miss you too' and went back upstairs to help my mom with everything. We had the table set and ready just as soon as everyone began showing up.

Our grandparents that were still living and all of our aunts and uncles were there along with some of our cousins.
All the cousins that were there were wall under the age of ten. All of our other cousins were older and at their boyfriends or girlfriends houses for dinner.

The food was amazing as always and even the kids weren't very annoying but then my uncle started talking. "What happened to Michael? I haven't seen him yet."

"the poor kids sick." My dad answered.

"He threw up last night so he's upstairs trying to sleep it off, it's probably just a stomach bug, there's been one going around lately with the weather and all." My mom added.

My uncle just nodded and continued eating.

"Speaking of Mikey, Gerard can you go run up and check on him incase he feels up to eating anything? It might be good for him."

i just nodded and and began walking upstairs. I didn't want to check on Mikey but I wasn't going to say no to my mom in front of everyone.

i knocked on his door and opened it "Mikey mom wants me to see- what the fuck!?" I yelled when I saw him.

He was sitting on his bed with the window open in sweatpants and a tshirt reading a comic book and smoking. Why the fuck was he smoking and where'd he get the cigarets? Everyone in this household hates smoking so why is he doing it.

"shit." He hissed throwing his cgi out the window and slamming it shut. "Gerard please don't tell-"

"you're not sick." I said. "You're fuck I faking it so you can sit up here and smoke!" I said more harshly.

"Gerard you don't under-"

"what has gotten into you?! You lied to mom so you could sit up here and give yourself lung cancer? What the fuck Mikey!" I yelled walking over to him and snatching the pack of cigs off his nightstand.

"Gerard I could go down there." He said quietly.

"Why not? You're not sick."

Mikey bit his lip and just looked down. "Mikey what's wrong with you?" I asked

"nothing I'm fine."

"No you're not. You've been hiding in your room and you're lying so you don't have to come out." I said

"Gerard I'm okay." he fought.

"Bullshit. Come downstairs and eat. The whole family wants to see you."

"No." He said urgently.

The way he said it made something click in my head. Mikey wasn't avoiding family he was avoiding food. I knew it because he was using the same he used when I saw him shirtless at the party and told him he looked like he was dying.

To be honest I hadn't been thinking about Mikey's much lately because I had been so engulfed in frank.

"You're trying to avoid eating." I said knowingly.

"Gerard I'm okay, just sick that's all."

I was suddenly filled with rage and anger that Mikey was hurting himself like this. I jumped on the bed and pulled his shirt up exposing his almost non existent stomach.

"Look at that Mikey you're not fucking fine!" I yelled making him look down at himself.

"Shut up!" He screamed.

"why Mikey why are you doing this to yourself are you trying to kill yourself?!" I yelled in his face.

Mikey sobbed and replied "n-no."

"Then why are you doing it?" I asked now crying myself.

What he said next broke my heart. "because I'm ugly."

"You. Are. Not. Ugly." I said and then kissed him.

Notes

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