Who Are You?

Chapter 5

For the next two days I would wake up for a couple of hours and then fall straight back to sleep. Doctor Carlile said that it was fine as my body had gone through a lot of trauma and it did most of its healing when I was asleep. And finally the time came. Time for me to go home. It took 20 minutes for me to learn how to use a crutch one handed and not put my foot on the ground out of habit. But finally they got me discharged and home. Sort of.
“Mikey.”
“Yeah Gee Bee.”
“I know you can’t remember her but Frank’s mom has a spare room downstairs and she said we could stay with her until you good enough to go upstairs.”
“But Gerard. I’m fine.”
“You were in a car crash Mikes. Please for me.” I sighed and turned to look out the window.
“Thank you. We’re here.” I looked out at the two story house which I would be staying in for a while. Gerard got out and opened the door for me before leading me into the house. He guided me to the sofa and made me lie down with my leg on some cushions.
“Linda, Frank.” I heard two sets of feet come down the stairs, one walking and one jumping.
“Mikey Mouse.” Frank screeched bounding into the room and giving me a gentle hug.
“Hey Frank.” Over the past two days I had become more comfortable with the guys. They were all my friends but it saddens me that we weren’t as close as we apparently used to be. A small brunette woman walked in and stood next to Frank.
“Hello dear, I’m Linda Frank’s mother.”
“Hi Mrs Iero.”
“Now Michael I told you to call me Linda.”
“When?”
“It doesn’t matter Mikey. How are you feeling?”
“Fine. You don’t have to do this you know. We would have been fine at home.”
“Nonsense. You and Gerard are family. You’ve become like sons to me.”
“Oh. Speaking of sons. Has anyone told Mom and Dad? They haven’t been to see me. And why is Gerard my legal guardian.” The three looked at me with a mix of shock and worry. Gerard cleared his throat and sat on the floor next to my head.
“Mikey, mum and dad… well they…um”
“They’re dead aren’t they.” He gave a small nod and tears worked their way down his pale white cheeks. I wiped them away with the pad of my thumb.
“What happened?”
Gerards flashback
I was sitting in the living room, watching a movie, still annoyed that I had to babysit instead of hanging out with my friends. Mikey’s not a child, just a little accident prone.
“Gee Bee.” Speak of the devil.
“Yes Mikey.”I sighed with discontent.
“Have you heard from mom and dad. They were supposed to be home two hours ago. I’m worried.”
“They’ll be fine. They probably got caught up in each other., like you and Ray do. Remember when you stayed out till 3 in the morning just talking on the patio. They’ll be home soon.”
“Kay.” As Mikey turned to walk out the door the bell rung. “I got it.” I could hear the door being opened and muffled talking from the doorway. “Gee!” Mikey called for me. Dawdling to the front door I saw a man and a woman, both in police uniform standing there.
“Sir, are you Gerard Way?” They asked me. I nodded and stood next to my brother, putting a protective arm around him. From the looks on their solem faces I knew what they would say, I just prayed that it wasn’t true. “I’m sorry to have to inform you, but we found the bodies of a middle aged couple who we have identified as being your parents. We’re sorry for your loss.” Mikey was silent for a second until he turned to me, burying his face into my chest, soaking my shirt with his salty tears of remorse. I felt my entire world crumble around me, like the only thing keeping me centered was the person clinging onto my shirt for dear life. I said the only thing on my mind.
“What’ll happen to Mikey?”
“Well sir, as you’re 18 you have the choice to be his legal guardian. You will have full legal responsibility for his well being.”
“What’s the other option?”
“You say goodbye and we take him to a children’s home until he turns 18. We believe that this option may be in your best interest at this…”
“No, no he’s staying with me. He’s my brother, mine, no-one else’s. He’s staying here. ”
“Of course.” The woman handed me a card. “Here is the number of a funeral directors. We are really sorry.” At that moment I swore that I would never let anything hurt my baby brother.

Notes

I HAVE FINALLY FINISHED MY EXAMS HALLELUYAH (I can't spell)