You Can Cry All You Want To, I Don't Care

Pete swallows hard, his eyes darting between the three of us and I glance over to see the crowd at the bar is slow moving and Mikey should still be a few minutes. As I turn my attention back to Pete he swallows hard again and clears his throat and I sigh before snapping "I don't have all fucking night. Do you want Mikey back?" "Yeah I do" he says softly and I say "What the fuck happened?" "Look I fucked up, Mikes and I got into some bad shit and...." "Bad shit like what?" "Cocaine. Mikes only did it a few times but I.....well Seth was our dealer and one day he was out and Seth came over and we did a few lines and then it just happened, we fucked and Mikes never knew and then it just became a regular thing, Mikes would go out to classes or to a bar with his friends and Seth would come over, we'd get high and fool around and then Mikes came home early one day and caught us." "So Seth tried to beat him to death?" I snap and Pete drops his head and says "I was so out of it that day I don't really remember everything and...." "Well let me tell you what I remember Pete. I remember Mikey showing up at my apartment with most of his belongings in bags, completely fucked up. His face was a mess and when I got him to take a shower so he could wash the blood off his chest, stomach and back were so badly bruised I could make out individual knuckle marks and ontop of all that he was fucking heartbroken that you could cheat and then allow that to happen to him. He was so fucking terrified of Seth that he refused to be taken to the hospital because Seth had threatened to kill him." "No he didn't." "I saw the fucking messages he was sending and the picture." "Picture?" "He sent Mikey pictures of him fucking you." "Oh god, I didn't realise...." "You don't deserve him Pete, I don't think you ever did and I want you to stay away from him. Mikey's finally starting to heal and I don't want him pulled back in and hurt again, especially if there's drugs involved." "I know you love Mikes but so do I and I need him Gee. My life is complete shit without him." "Really?" Mikey says softly as he approaches the table with a tray of drinks. "Yeah really. I love you Mikes and everything has been so fucked up since you left." "I love you too Pete." Mikey takes his seat beside Pete again and Pete turns to him, reaching out and grabbing his hand as he says "Will you come home? I'll quit all the drugs if it means you'll come back." "Pete I'm not stupid enough to think that you'll quit and that will be the end of it, it's gonna be hard for you to quit and I'm not ready to come back yet. But you work on quitting and we'll work on this and hopefully someday soon we'll get there" Mikey tells him and I sit back and keep my mouth shut, satisfied with Mikey's decision. "And Gee, I can fight my own battles" he says as he turns his attention to me and I sigh before saying "I know what love can do to your judgement, I was just trying to help." "I know, and I love you for that but from now on, I'll handle my relationship ok?" "Fine" I say and we fall into silence for a few seconds before the food shows up.

After we leave the bar we head back to the apartment and Pete goes home, Mikey saying goodbye to him on the street while the three of us go upstairs and a few minutes later Mikey comes in the door with his lips slightly swollen and his hair messed up and Frank chuckles to himself and takes my hand. "We're going to bed, see you guys tomorrow." "Ok, night" Mikey says and Ian raises his eyebrows at us suggestively and Frank flips him off before leading me from the room. When we get there we both strip naked and climb into bed, cuddling up close and Frank presses a soft kiss to my lips before softly saying "I love you." "Love you too baby." We fall into comfortable silence for a while, Franks hands gently sliding up and down my back and sides and I melt into his chest, my face buried in his neck and my eyes slip closed as I hum softly in contentment and Frank whispers "How is your skin always so soft and perfect? And you're always warm no matter how freezing it is outside, and you always smell amazing. You're not real are you?" "Yeah I'm a ghost" I joke and Frank chuckles and says "I was thinking more like an angel or I've been hallucinating for a really really long time. Wait I'm in a coma aren't I and this is all in my head? I'm dreaming right?" I chuckle softly as I move back, staring into Franks eyes before I slap him across the cheek and his eyes widen in shock. "Well you're not dreaming then" I say, smirking at him and his face breaks out into a grin as he says "You bitch" before rolling over and laying on me, trying to tickle my sides and it quickly escalates into a naked wrestling match on the bed, both of us giggling as we try to gain the upper hand, getting tangled in the blankets and as Frank tries to pounce on me again we roll too close to the edge and we end up on the floor in a tangle of limbs and blankets, both of us laughing before Frank rolls me onto my back and climbs over me, sealing his lips to mine and we kiss heatedly until there's a knock at the door and Ian calls out "Are you guys ok? We heard that bang." Frank pulls away from my lips and I start laughing again as I say "Yeah we're fine, Franks just a clumsy idiot." We hear Ian walking away from the door and Frank looks down at me and frowns, saying "Clumsy idiot? Oh you are so in for it now" and he dives back in to kiss me roughly, his hands sliding down my body.

Notes

So this is my first halfway decent attempt at writing in the last few days so I hope it's alright and I apologise for the lack of updates and I hope I can quickly get back into writing this because this chapter was kind of a struggle to get out. Also thank you to everyone who commented and showed your concern, it feels really great to know so many of you care.