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Franks pov

"listen mikey I swear Gerard didn't-"

"frank shut up." Mikey said cutting me off "Gerard's weird it's not your fault that you got trashed and he put you in his lap."

"Wait- no mikey that's not-"

"I can't stand that fag either trust me I understand you. I can't believe I'm going to have to spend a whole week with him though so be happy you don't have to do that at least." Mikey said as he dug through his drawers still not paying much attention to me.

"Wait you two live together what do you mean you have to spend a week with him? You've already lived together your whole lives." I said

"my mom and dad thought I was alseep the other day and they want me and gerard to get along so were going on a surprise trip to the beach this week. I guess they think it will be fun but its not going to be, I'm just happy I overheard them so I can pack enough shit to get me through the week" he said as he pulled out a pill bottle filled with weed from his nightstand.

"Like god maybe I'll get lucky and find some cute chicks to bang but gerard will just sit there and not do anything. He won't go in the water cause he won't take off his clothes and when my parents force him to he'll break down and they'll leave him alone cause they don't fuckin know what's wrong. gerard doesn't talk to anyone so how would they know he's so fucked up." Mikey sighed

Gerard's family is going to the beach? shit that can't be good for gee. He'll have a mental breakdown about his body.

"Are you positive you're even going?" I asked mikey.

"Yep. We leave tomorrow at noon and we stay till next Sunday so six days since tomorrow's Monday."

"But wouldn't you're parents tell you at least today so you could get stuff packed In time?"

"No I'm pretty sure that once we get there they'll give us money to buy whatever we need" he answered.

That was probably true because the ways were wealthy people but gerard would hate clothes shopping. And having to wear layers at the beach? He'll have a heat stroke.

"Are you going to tell gerard?" I asked

"Nope."

"Why not, he deserves to know "

"I think it will do him good, serves him right for what he did to me." Mikey spat.

"What the hell do he do to you?" I asked bitterly even though mikey didn't seem to notice.

"Fucker couldn't find his blades and tried choking me. I screamed for my parents and that's probably why they're doing this anyway, I mean seeing your kid strangling his sibling isn't exactly a pleasent thing plus he left brushes that are still noticeable." Mikey said adjusting his shirt collar so I could see the ones still very purple where Gerard's thumbs must have been on his neck.


"I just hope he doesn't do anything stupid when he finds out were leaving like trying to suddenly remember he has something important he needs to do just to try and get out of going. God why'd I have to get stuck with the shittiest brother?" He asked out loud and by that time I'd had enough.

I stood up and left Mikey's room walking back down to the main floor. Gerard was on the couch looking nervous so I went over and kissed him hard before I left telling him I'd see him tommorow morning before school.


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it was three days later and I was bored without gee so I was with Jamia at the studios while she modeled some weird looking dress, but it suited her body style.

I was texting gee constantly but my phone was almost dead so I'd ended our conversation. The past two nights he'd called me crying about how much he hated it and that if his parents did finally force him to take off his clothes and go in the water that they'd send him away once they saw his thighs and weight, and he'd never see me again.

i tried to tell him that it would be okay but if he was my kid and I saw fat slut carved into my child's thighs they'd be at therapy in an instant.

as I waited for my phone to charge in a back room I took a walk around since I'd probably be here all day and needed something to keep me entertained.

I was halfway through the first floor of the studio when someone tapped my shoulder. "Hey you're that kid that's friends with Gerard."

I turned and saw the photographer that had taken the pictures of me and Gerard almost three weeks ago. "What do you want." I asked rudely, not wanting to talk to someone who dragged my boyfriend into having an eating disorder.

"Where is he? He won't answer and he hasn't called to tell me he won't being showing up but he's an hour late for his shoot."

"Excuse me?" I asked not believing my ears.

"You're little friend had three shoots lined up this week that he set the times for and so far he hasn't shown to two of them. He picked the times to work for him so where is he?" The photographer asked more angrily than before.

"You mean Gerard had three shoots this week that he scheduled?" I asked wanting to cry.

"yes now where is he?" The man asked rudely.

"I-I'm sorry I don't know." I asked walking away with tears burning my eyes.

Gerard had lied to me.

Notes

Whoop whoop update! I'm proud of myself for writing this at therapy c:

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