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The Forest

Six~

Mikey walked down on the pathway holding a cup of coffee and messenger bag slung over his shoulder. His glasses shone off the morning sun from the top of the trees, dew laced and danced on the ground. The soil was moist enough to leave footprints of his shoes next to what seemed to be animal tracks. Not like he could tell. Behind him, he heard the mumbling, groaning, and whining coming from his older brother. Ever since they left the house, Gee had been complaining constantly. Asking the same questions over again, to the point Mikey had to take four aspirin and bring the bottle with him. He knew that his brother was not a morning person, but he had deal with it for the time being. Then after the project, Mikey is going to give him a long break of sleeping in- well they both are. Turning his head to glance at the raven haired male who sipped on his coffee with a very tired and upset expression, he closed his eyes and tried to think happy thoughts about how the day will turn out. They were exploring two areas in a general location, both close to town and the castle. The place Mikey wanted to explore very badly. It has been his goal since day one of hearing of the legend in his German book. Moreover, the castle had the look of horror. Torture. Sadness. All those expressions haunted it. Haunted it to it's core, and that's what he wanted to find out. Giving his attention back to his brother, he smirked and laughed while Gerard tried to get his jacket or jeans caught on a twig so it could rip.

"Gee, you don't know the power of the forest."

This caused him to shot his head and stare at his brother with narrowing eyes.

"You did not just use a Star Wars joke?"
"I did, and have, and there is nothing you can do it about. Plus, mom is not going to get you a new jacket when we call her again." Mikey said with a smirk and began to walk ahead of him again while he heard the footsteps of the other male step up to him to be at his pace. Taking another sip of the coffee that was now becoming cold. both the brothers made an upset angry face then dropped it when they shrugged it off. Cold was not good at all, like it's not even between hot and warm. It becomes ice arctic cold and you just want to throw into a river and watch float away from your life to never see it again. Which is all a lie because you will see and taste cold ass coffee in your life.
"So, what areas are we exploring again?" Gerard broke the silence and instantly Mikey felt like a shit tone of bricks crash down from the heavens to destroy his mind and sanity even more. There has been many times in the past during Gerard's horrible drinking months where question he answered had been asked over and over again. Sadly, he knew it would never end. Gerard would be Gerard. A stubborn, teenage-like coffee comic drawer addict who stucks in 1993. Mikey could tell, because he was stuck in 1993 too. Not like getting out that era is going to happen. It sticks with you all your life.
Rolling his eyes, Mikey explained for the millionth billionth time, "We are exploring this area which is closest to town, I have a small meeting area already picked out to which we are heading too. After that we are heading to the castle area. It's dark, moist, and very taboo."
"If we are going somewhere taboo, then why should we go if it's 'taboo'? Also the word moist? You don't use that in a sentence! Moist is gross!" Gerard was now freaking out. His brother, his amazing younger brother used the word moist. It shattered his heart and soul.
"What other word do you want me to use, wet, damp, wet? Not many words to choose from."
"Dewy."
Mikey halted and made a disgusted expression. Dewy. Dewy sounded like some weird sick sex thing a porn star would call themselves. Turning his head he gave the older male a WTF face and gaped, "Dewy? Gerard that sounds even worse!"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes!" Mikey flailed his arms and just laughed. He could not believe what conversation they were having. It made no sense at all. Technically a majority of their conversation made no sense. "What are even talking about?"
"Something about what we are exploring then you said moist-" Gerard shivered at the word, "then I said dewy and you freaked out."
"Yeah, let's swear to never say those words in the future." Mikey said still laughing as his brother nodded agreeing. Hopefully these words would never come up in their life, or they would never even mention by saying they now think the words are off their, "List of words not to say." Only wish they hoped for in the world of English language.
Still laughing off their conversation, they moved on a few more feet until Mikey noticed their stop where they would be staying at until lunch. Then they would move to the next location. Finally Gerard realized something, it took them only twenty two and half minutes to reach the location. When Mikey said it was close to town, he sure was right!
"Wow, it really is close to town!"
Mikey stared in disblief, "I think it is your homework to annoy the shit out of me this two to three weeks."
Gerard smirked and wiggled his eyebrow, "Damn fucking straight it is!" He chewed his lips and rethought over what he just said. "Me and straight don't belong in the same sentence. Or context. "
Mikey scoffed at this statement and on how true it was. Hell, himself was bisexual, had share of girls and boys here and there, but his brother loved to point of his weird ass jokes in his own sentences. It was totally a Gerard thing.
Gerard gave his brother look, "You know it's true as fuck." He stated taking off his bag and setting it down on the dark forest floor. He plopped down on the ground and began to take out his pastels, books, pencils and his trusty Ipod. Next to him, Mikey sat down and began to take out his notebook, textbook, and a piece of graph paper. Really, he had no idea why the fuck he even had graph paper? Like what would even graph? How many animals he sees, the number of the same god damn species of flower? He had no idea. His teacher told them in the project details use graph paper for part of your project. Really it made no sense what so ever. He could tell his teacher was out to get them in glass. All the students wanted to hop on a train to "Nopetown" and be far away from class as possible, yet sadly that would never happen. Unless they wanted to head to Alaska. Seemed legit too.
Staring into space, Mikey bit down onto his pencil with his teeth then began to write what he seen so far in their small walk into the clearing. He stared over to Gerard to find him sketching what seemed to be two of the trees in the distance, in the middle he put in some rough deer, flowers, and other small animal outlines he would possibly draw over later. Oh yes, having his brother on this homework assignment was a wonderful gift. His brother was a wonderful drawer, and adding the deer in between the trees was a good addition. Smiling to his self to not disrupt his brother who was in full drawing mood, Mikey went back to writing, thinking of what a wonderful brother he had in his life and what he would not be able to do without him.

Notes

Hahaha! Yes, I ish alive and school is still stressing due to finals and Festival of Sound coming up in the following weeks. This chapter is mainly dedicated to the wonderful Mikey Way who has been the most bravest person(next to his brother) to over come his problems and be strong enough to share his story with us. Him and Gerard are really brave people who I would love for them to go to schools and talk about their problems and just to inspire others to never give up on life and keep fighting. There is also some foreshadowing at the end if you can tell. I will be updating more during Christmas break due to the fact I'll be at my Grandma's and have wifi*parties like a weird person*. I want to give you all shoutout, because I just realized everytime i post a story on here it gets 10.0 rates in like twenty four hours so I really like to thank you guys and that I love you and miss your beautiful comments when I can't update.
Love you all,
~WretchedRomance~
**I will posting original stories on Wattpad and FictionPress.com. Once those are up, I will put up links so you can read those too. :3

Comments

Don't feel angry, there's no need! X

@GeesCLUELESSgirl!
Thank you!!
I'm glad it was worth it. I felt so angry with myself while writing this chapter.

WretchedRomance WretchedRomance
11/22/14

It was worth the wait! :D xo

Wow! This is a really really good start!

Coffeeklljoy Coffeeklljoy
10/29/14

Aww, hey don't beat yourself up about it. Take all the time you need
and if you need to talk, message me. I'm full of love and good advice (;

IfIWereATurtle IfIWereATurtle
10/29/14