Frerard is Real

When the group was out of the theater, Ray let out a big cheer, “Damn! That wasn’t that bad!” He placed his hands on the side of his tight jeans, “Yup, so worth Mikey’s money.” He laughed as he patted Mikey’s back playfully.
Mikey forced a chuckle, “Ha...ha...funny!” He forced a smile but it faded when his eyes hardly glanced at Frank or Gerard. He swallowed, “Um, well, we better head to the concert.”Ray looked at his wristwatch, “O-damn, okay, sure. We could at least have an hour of getting ready.”

~

Mikey grabbed his instrument on the side of the stage. It was a big crowd, no doubt. He could hear all the cheering and clapping of the fans. He smiled, but it faded as he thought back to Gerard’s hand on Frank’s penis. His eyes lost all spark.
Gerard was a few feet away from his brother. He grabbed his mic from Ray as his eyes were on Mikey. His attention was what Mikey would do next. Would he yell at him? Cry? Or tell Ray? Gerard picked up the courage to walk towards his brother. He stood by him and sighed, “We should talk.”
Mikey nodded. He then followed his brother to the dress room, when the door was shut, the two were quiet. Gerard took in a deep breath before turning to his brother, “Say what’s on your mind.” Mikey’s eyes stared into Gerard’s in complete silence. He then scoffed, “You’re gay?”
“Is there something wrong with that?”
Mikey didn’t reply. He instead walked closer to his brother, his eyes facing the ground. He whispered, “You should’ve told me.”
“I knew you wouldn’t understand.” Mikey suddenly burst in laughter-which quickly faded into small tears as he moved away from Gerard, “Gerard...I have to confess something. Please don’t judge me.”
Gerard’s pulse rose. His palms become sweaty. His thoughts were whirling, Is he gay too? Gerard cleared his throat, “O-kay. Go ahead.”
Mikey shook his head a bit, not looking into Gerard’s eyes, “I love you.”
Gerard smirked, trying to light up the situation, “I love you too, Mikey.” Mikey looked up at his brother. Gerard added, “No matter what you’ll always be my brother-”
“No, no, no! You don’t get it!” Mikey pushed Gerard against the wall, pinning his wrist against the wall, “I love you.” Without hesitation, Mikey pressed his lips against Gerard’s. Gerard’s eyes shot open, Mikey’s eyes were shut. Gerard struggled to get out of his brother’s grip, but Mikey was determined to make the kiss last. Gerard finally did the only thing he could do-his leg shot up into the air, smacking inbetween Mikey’s legs. Mikey let out a yell before clenching onto his genitals, cradling on the ground.
Gerard waved his arms exaggeratedly, “Ew, incest!” He shot out his tongue wiping it down with his hands before trying to spit out his brother’s taste, "Ew, ew, ew, GROSS!" He ran out of the room, and coincidently, ran into Frank’s arms.
Frank looked at Gerard, “Are you okay?”
Gerard looked up to Frank, shaking his head.

~

“Ew, incest?” Patrick’s voice echoed on the other line of the phone.
Gerard nodded, “Yes, incest.” Gerard’s hair was matted, his tight jeans were suffocating his legs, his muscle shirt was covered in sweat. He had just finished performing “Helena” “I’m Not Okay (I Promise)” and “Demolition Lovers”. He was panting over the phone, but did his best to tell Patrick about the situation.
Patrick was disgusted by the act Gerard's brother pulled yet surprised that Mikey was gay. He asked, “How are you two coming along on stage?”
“He’s keeping his distance. Good. I wouldn’t want to kick his dick back into his pants.” Gerard looked over his shoulders to Mikey who was staring back at him. It wasn't a stalker look, more like a sadden look. Gerard turned the other way before walking off with the phone, “I don’t know what to do! We’re all spending the night at some greasy cheap motel because tomorrow we’re doing signings! Patrick fucking Stump you better have some great fucking advice.”
Patrick nodded from the other side of the phone, “Oh, I have some advice for you-stay the hell away from your brother.”

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