That night my dad kicked him out, I don't think I was the same anymore. I missed my brother, he made me feel safe. I sat in my room, hugging my pillow.

Was it my fault? I desperatly wanted him to love me... I wanted him to touch me, I wanted him to myself and now he is gone. I buried my face in the pillow, I felt tears run down my cheeks. I wanted Gerard by me, he always knew what to say.

My dad opened the door. I looked up from my pillow.

"Michael you will be going to counseling."

I bit my lip, "F-For what dad?"

"To make sure you aren't gay anymore. I won't have you being influenced by Gerard." He said in a calm tone.

"D-Dad! W-Wait you can't!" I said as my lip quivered. I was being such a baby. I knew what he meant, those shrinks that would somehow coach you into turning straight again. I had known kids that were forced to go, and it worked for them. My mind was afloat with thoughts, what would they do to you?

"You're going tomorrow. I excused you from school so you don't have to worry about that. You will go Michael, I don't think I will need to pull you out of the home." He then shut the door.

I didn't know what to say. Was it so wrong that I liked guys? I knew loving my older brother was wrong, but other men? I laid down, this really was happening. I was going to that shrink, and they would force me not to like men anymore.

"Gee... please come home..."

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I woke up the next morning, remembering my father's words. I took a quick shower, making sure I used the best products I had. I straightened my hair and put on my eyeliner, smudging it a bit. I put on my skinny jeans, socks, boots, anthrax shirt, and my jacket.

I walked out to the living room and sat down at the table, looking at my breakfast plate. What would I say to my parents? They knew I loved Gerard, that probably made them feel sick. As I glanced at my father, I could practically see his anger towards me. It didn't take long for him to say something.

"What happened to you Mikey? Did he really fuck you up that bad?" He grunted to me.

I looked at my mother, hoping for support but she didn't even seem to acknowledge it. "No... It was my choice..." I spoke. I couldn't get myself to even eat.

"You know how sick that is, to love your own brother? Well I guess it's not that bad since you are adopted. I shouldn't have chose you at the hospital."

I froze, what? I was adopted. I bit my lip, why didn't they ever tell me? It made sense that I didn't look like them but that didn't matter right now. This family I knew, was never my own. They just took care of me. I was another asset to them.

"I didn't think you would be this fucking hard to take care of you. You used to be so good, but I guess you take after your slut of a mother."

I felt tears weld in my eyes, "D-Dad..."

"Don't even call me that. I'm not your real father, call me by my first name. You live here because you are under my guardianship. You're going to abide by my rules." My so called father spoke. He took another bite of his breakfast, "It's simple. Don't fuck up at school, date girls, get a job, go to college. Got that?"

I just gave a nod. "D-Does... G-Gerard know t-that I-I'm...?"

"He knew."

I excused myself and went to my room. I cried hard, I was never his brother? He knew it all along... Everyone knew that I wasn't theirs. Who was my real family then? Why did it have to be me, I caused all this.

I slumped agaisnt my bed. I sat there whilst tears ran down my cheeks. "Gee...save me.. please.." I whispered. Gerard was all I had left, he didn't deny me of loving him.

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My father got me and led me to the car. I got inside the passenger seat as he drove to my 'special' counseling. The ride was silent, I didn't speak. What could I say? I was a runt, and I ruined the relationship with their REAL son.

As we approached the building, he suddenly said something. "You better learn from this Michael."

That was all he said to me before he parked. I got out of the car and followed the group of teenagers. I felt left out, I was the only one in black and skinny jeans. We were split into gender groups and I went with the boys.

We all sat in a circle on chairs.

"Hey, I'm Daryl." The guys next to me said.

I turned to him and met his icey blue eyes and spiked blonde hair. "H-Hi, I-I'm Mikey."

Daryl smiled, "Nice to meet you. So, did your parents send you here too?"

I gulped, "My guardians sent me here." I didn't want to call them my parents right now and I wasn't sure if I ever would again.

"I see. My mom wanted me to go here, said that god made a mistake in me." Daryl laughed. "I don't see anything wrong with liking guys, you should be able to love anyone you want." He fixed his white jacket, "I don't even think this is going to work honestly."

I nodded, I couldn't tell him that the guy I loved was my older brother. I lifted my hand and ran it through my brown hair. "Yea, I just want to get back to school..."

The group started and we all introduced ourselves. I didn't pay attention, I just unzipped and zipped my jacket.

"You, it's your turn." I heard.

I jerked my head up and saw everyone staring at me. "O-Oh.. sorry."

"Tell us your name, who you like, and what you like to do."

I bit my lip, whatever I didn't plan to be accepted anyway. "My name i-is Mikey Way... I-I like Gerard, and I..." What did I do in my free time? I was always with Gerard. "I like to um... read books..."

She nodded, she was the person leading the group. "So who is gerard, you're boyfriend?"

"N-No..."

"Well?"

I shut my eyes and bit my lip, "Gerard... is my older brother."

Everything, everything became silent. I didn't want to open my eyes, I didn't want to see their disgusted looks. Was it so wrong to love the person that took care of me? The one that was always there?

"That is very wrong Mikey, we will have to work extensively on you." She said.

I didn't open my eyes until minutes later. Their attention was no longer on me. Good, I thought.

"Well thank you for introducing yourselves. Now, we will get started...."

I had to sit there, for a whole hour and all she did was explain the greatness of woman. I didn't care, I didn't want a woman! I wanted Gerard, he was all I needed...

"Mikey! Pay attention!" I heard her snap at me.

I looked, "I don't want too, I didn't want to come here and I think this is complete bull..."

"I second that!" Daryl said in agreement.

A few others said the same and nodded. Damn I did it now; she seemed furious.

"Do you understand that males dating males cause sickness and is the main cause of STD's? You're having them stick their dick in your ass, where you poop out of! That is disgusting!"

"Yea that kinda is, but I always clean mine so shut it." Daryl said. "Who we like shouldn't be your problem, it's ours."

I smiled, "It shouldn't matter."

She goShe got up and pointed her finger, "You love your own brother! That is beyond sickening and disgusting! You must be crazy to think of him that way! You are young and stupid, you could make him a pedophile and you would ruin his whole life! You do that just because of your own selfish reasons!?"

I didn't know what to say. No one did. No one defended me, not even Daryl. I ran out of that room and out of the building. I kept running, I didn't stop. I wanted to be alone, far from them. Far from their harsh words and their disgusting looks.

I wanted to be with Gerard, I wanted to be loved...

Notes

so, I totally hate people that try to make you straight
and I made up shit mostly of what she would say
This is prob triggering.
Sorry I haven't updated ;-;