Don't tell mom

"Pleaseee." Frank whined as he practically hung from my arm as we continued our walk home.

"Frank, my parents are going to be gone the whole weekend." I told him for the fifth time, him not even close to getting the memo.

"Exactly my point." He added before I found his small figure jump in front of me, a grin on his face as he faced me as he stepped backwards. Throwing his puppy dog eyes at me.

"Frank, I have to keep an eye on Mikey, if something happens to him I'm fucked."

"He's fifteen, he can take care of himself." Frank coughed back as he walked up my drive way.

"Fifteen year olds also get in a lot of trouble, now move I gotta unlock the door." I laughed, reaching in my pocket for my keys. Feeling Frank's eyes cling on me as my key rang, turning the lock but my body only collided with the door. "What the.." I cursed to myself, twisting the handle once more but nothing happened.

Once giving up on that I only tired my key again.
"Frank, did you see Mikey after school." I asked, my eyes turning to him.

"No, why?" He asked.

"The door was unlocked and I just locked it. I didn't see him leave school but were in now." I said, opening the door for us. Letting Frank go ahead of me first. I followed, turning to close the door while my heart dropped when I turned back around.

"Mikey, what happened to you face?" I asked, completely shocked as I watched him swallow something before heading into the bathroom...

Did I really bruise him that bad..?

Mikey stayed silent as he scurried to the bathroom, my eyes locked on his previous spot until he came towards me, my eyes following him as he passed me.

"Where are you going?" I asked, concern racing through my veins.

"Ray's I'll see you on Monday." He replied only to slam the door on the way out.

I didn't even know what to do in the moment, my body stayed still while my blood ran cold.

He did it again. Ray took my brother again..

For the whole fucking weekend? That's bullshit, no Mikey's coming back here. Who does Ray think he is, what gives him the fucking permission to-

"Gerard, are you okay?" My thoughts cut short as I felt a tug on my arm.

"I'm fine." I growled, pulling my arm back from him.

I could almost feel the wave of emotion when he pulled away his eyes shocked.

"Gerard, what's wrong with you." He asked.

"Nothing, I'm fine." I replied, turning myself away back to the door.

"Gerard, stop!" He yelled quickly before I felt a hand grab hold on my arm.

"What Frank!"

"You're not leaving." He stated, his face draining from emotion. His face serious.

"Let me go." I squirmed as I tried to get out from his hold but he held on tighter.

"Not until you tell me what's wrong."

"Frank, nothing's wrong." I snapped back, yanking my arm back to my side.

Wrong move I guess because that sent Frank to pounce on me, my back falling against the wall.

“Really? Nothing’s wrong. You’re fine, that’s why you won’t talk to me, or kiss me or act like we used to yesterday.. Gee I thought you loved me.. I want my friend back.” His words got slower as he went on. I sighed as I pushed him away.

“I gotta go get Mikey.” I stated, moving out of his way. Him not even stopping me as I inched closer to the door.

“You love him more than me.. don’t you?” He said, him voice collapsing with sadness. His eyes staring straight into me.

I froze when the words chased up my spine, you love him more than me He knows.. He can’t know, maybe he doesn’t.

“Frank, he’s my brother. He’s not even supposed to leave-.”

“Just admit it, you like your brother more than your best friend. You don’t even follow your parents’ rules. You know that, so why the fuck are you chasing after him.” Frank barked, his voice getting sharper as he stood in his spot.
“You’re not even denying it, do I even matter anymore?” I couldn’t read his expression, he wasn’t just sad, or upset. He was a mix of something, betrayal and shock. Envy and wrath…

But I don’t love Mikey.. I do but I can’t, it’s always going to be that way. He’s always going to be my own blood. I’m sick, I’m twisted.. and Frank can’t suspect a thing..

My thoughts blocked out my sanity as the next thing I knew my hands were wrapped around a small pair of wrists. Holding them down to the mall where my mouth laid on his, our noses barley touching.

“You can spend the whole weekend here, you’re right I don’t follow my parents rules. And there’s nobody I love more than you.” I whispered down the soft skin of his neck.

“You still never told me what’s wrong.” He whispered as his face rested on my shoulder, our bodies rocking as we held each other.

“I- I just don’t like that Ray kid.” I admitted, biting my tongue in hopes Frank didn’t realize the reason why I hate him.

“He’s pretty sketchy but is that it?” He answered, his head looking up to face me.

“Yeah, I just don’t like him being over here.”

“I can see where you’re coming from.”

“Wanna go down to my room?” I asked, loosening my grip on him. Watching him nod before I lead him down the stairs.

Notes

Wowwee I updated, yeah I've been in and out of it lately. I can never focus and spring break's almost over but look at what I made :D

Dat's me