"Gee,
I can't see the torn look on your face anymore and I know if I try to talk to you, you'll tell me I'm wasted and then you'll tell me to go to bed. But I'm not wasted, Gerard, not at all. I didn't even drink. I pretended to be drunk, but I was completely sober. The choice has always been between Frank and I and I know you'll never choose either of us over the other. You love us too much. I know you'll choice Frank in public again and again because our relationship is wrong. So then what? We can't out ourselves. You'll go to jail and baby, I don't want that. I want you to be happy, sweetheart, so please. Please, for me, choose Frankie just this once. Darling, we'll be okay, I promise. I forgive you, brother. I love you. Bye, baby. I'll see you again.
- Your bother dearest."
Gerard read and reread the note over and over again. Please...he didn't....
"Fuck!" Gerard screamed, slamming the test stained - from both Mikey and Gerard - note on the dresser and ran out of the room as fast as he could. He knew what Mikey was going to do and he couldn't even tell when the letter was written. Gerard knew he should have read the pain on Mikey's face as something more than just jealously.
Mikey was the kind of kid that rarely ever smiled. He pushed up his glasses and his lips turned up a little, but a smile was rare. Mikey didn't smile, simple as that. He was too serious. But that was one of the things Gerard admired about his brother because when Mikey smiled, oh, fuck, did he smile. The smile came from his heart and it kit up the room as it showed off white teeth.
Gerard came to a haulting stop at the edge of the woods. This is where he and Mikey use to play as children. This was the only place he'd come if he..wanted to do that. What he was about to do.
Sure enough, there Mikey was. Hanging from the tree marked with the brothers' initials. Breath hitched in Gerard's throat as he ran his fingers across the markings they both had made years ago.
The sad part, though, was that the happiness of Mikey's face was real. No more fake smiles to appease their mother. MikeyWay - was happy. The worst part, Gerard discovered, was that tears refused to come. They were there - right under his eyelids yet they didn't spill over because deep down, Gerard knew Mieky was happy.
Gerard knew that was his legs forced him to go faster, when he tripped and finally when he saw Mikey.
Mikey knew was no longer a burden to Gerard and that made him indescribably happy.

Notes

I'm sorry...
Well...
Not really..