The Hardest Part of This Is Leaving You

*Mikeys POV*

On the ride home I was extremely happy and all stress was gone. I couldn't help but smile the whole way home. Gerard even grinned at me a bit, I hadn't been this happy in years. We walked through the front door and I walked back towards my room as Gerards phone ringing lightly. I stopped deciding I wanted more coffee walking to the kitchen only about 10 feet from him.
I heard Frank's voice drift through the phone. The words 'Mikey' and 'Raven' were the only words I could decider. I intook a breath sharply. No no no she told him, I was better I was better, I wasn't going back never. They already thought I fucked her, yes I was special or whatever I wasn't dumb.
"Mikes can you get in here?" Gerard called from the living room an I stumbled from the kitchen rubbing the scars on my wrist raw. Gerard tossed his phone on the couch rubbing his temple. Muttering things like 'i thought he was better'. It hurt like he'll.
"Mike's, Frankie told me about the panic attack.... You know they said if they start again you need to tell me them....."
"I had sex with Raven she lied" I blurted my hand flying to my mouth. I knew I shouldn't lie but I couldn't stop. I didn't want to go back. Tears were stinging my eyes.
"It's fine Mike's we just need to keep track of them" he rubbed my arm soothingly.
"Do...D....Don't s..send me b...b...back" I stuttered through tears delirious. Gerard rubbed my hair and said he promised he wouldn't. I wasn't going back.

Notes

Thanks for reading and I'm sorry about the random shift of character and we'll telling style but I've been reading books on writing and wanted to try new stuff so Ye anyhow I'll try to update again tomorrow