I watched as my little brother hid behind me. He was shaking and he didn't even know it. I faced our parents, their angry faces focused on me. I Knew Mikey couldn't muster words, he was too shy to even do it. I brought my eyes to meet their faces, my dad was outraged but my mom, oh god my mom was crying.

Her two little boys were in love and she couldn't even think about what that really meant.

My father's voice was like a siren, loud and obnoxious. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TWO DOING!? DO YOU EVEN REALIZE WHAT THAT FUCKING MEANS AS A FAMILY!?"

I disregarded his words, "You don't need to yell. Yea, I realize what we're doing. It's too fuckin bad that we like eachother." I didn't want too say love, keeping them on something smaller would be the best approach.

"I CAN YELL ALL THE HELL I WANT TOO YOU LITTLE SHIT. I WANT YOU FUCKING GONE AND NEVER NEAR MY SON AGAIN!! YOU'RE NO LONGER MY BOY, YOU'RE A FAT FUCK WHO CAN'T MAKE IT!!" My father yelled at me.

I was hurt, but I was just happy he was mad at me more than he would be at Mikey. There was one thing about his words that I couldn't ever follow. I couldn't leave Mikey, I need him. He needs me. We love eachother. I won't let him stop me from seeing my little brother. "I don't need to be your fuckin son, but I'm not leaving mikey. I don't give a shit if you don't want me here but If I go, I'm taking Mikey with me."

My dad didn't seem to get what I said. "YOU, GET OUT OF THIS HOUSE! YOUR THINGS BETTER BE THE FUCK OUT BY TOMORROW MORNING. PAY FOR YOUR OWN SCHOOLING YOU SICK FUCK! PEDOPHILE! YOU'RE 19 AND MAKING OUT WITH A 16 YEAR OLD BOY WHO HAPPENS TO BE YOUR BROTHER! YOU'RE GLAD IM NOT MAKING A CASE AGAINST YOU!"

The last part hit me more than him being my brother part. I was 19, I was an adult. I can make it on my own, but Mikey. He's under my parents until 18, he is a minor. I gritted my teeth, fuck, fuck. I'm a pedophile, that's sick. I can't think about that, not now at least. I have to figure out how I'll still see my little brother. Then I thought. "You haven't even heard what Mikey wants! Do you ever ask what he wants!?"

My dad turned my Mikey, it was a small turn because mikey was peeking out from behind me. "You want your brother in jail!? You wan't him to be banned from schools!? to be considered a sick fuck for the rest of his life!? You want him to suffer because YOU want him?! You want him to go through all of that shit?!"

Mikey whimpered and shook his head.

No Mikey, don't fall for that. "Don't blame it on him!"

"If he wants you to fucking stay and you stay, I'll press charges on you and you will be a pedophile for the rest of your life!" My father growled.

No, I didn't mean for him to put this on Mikey. I turned to face him and he was crying. He didn't make a sound as he buried his face into my chest. He sniffled and whimpered.

"WELL DO YOU WANT HIM TO STAY, OR DO YOU WANT HIM GONE! THIS IS MY HOUSE, MY FUCKING RULES!!"

Mikey looked up at him, his glasses wet with tears and his eyes red. "G-G-Gee... I-I-I don't want you in Jail.. T-This is all my f-fault..."

I shushed him and pet him, "No no, It's fine... I'll find a way to see you... I won't leave you alone forever..." I couldn't talk above a whisper, "I can't detach a shadow, can I?" I said as I just barely kissed his cheek. I got up, but Mikey wouldn't let me go. He held onto me with his thin fingers.

I looked down at him, and I wanted to just pick him up and take him away forever. He looked so frightened, his eyes were pleading for me not to go. I bit my lip, I unhooked his fingers and looked to my Dad. "I'll be out by this morning."

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I was out by my car, everything packed. Mikey was right next to me now, but holding my arm so I couldn't go. "G-Gee...D-Don't leave me.. D-Don't go..." He said still in tears.

Oh Mikey, you don't know how much this hurts. "I have to Mikey, I'll see you tomorrow..."

Mikey wouldn't let me go, he just kept holding on.It reminded me of when we were young, how we got lost in our neighborhood. Just like then, Mikey was crying and holding onto me, not wanting me out of his grasp.

He looked so sad, I wiped away his tears with my free arm. "Ditch P.E and go to the parkinglot, I'll pick you up." I whispered into his ear.

Mikey sniffled and took away one of his arms to wipe his tears away.

That's when I pushed him a bit, enough to confuse him and startle him. I got into my drivers seat and locked the door, I turned on the car and gassed it.

Even though my windows were up, I could hear Mikey crying out my name. I barely glanced in the rearview mirror. He was reaching out towards where my car had left as my dad was pulling him inside.

The way his mouth was moving, I knew he was crying out "Gerard! Don't leave me!"

Notes

Sorry if it's a bit short