If you'll be my star, I'll be your sky! (Frerard)

Gerards P.O.V

Me and Frank were now completely naked. I couldn't wait for this. It's been so long since I slept with anyone. Last person I slept with was Frank when he got drunk that time. It kind of hurt thinking he'd slept with Andy when they were together. I had no right to be hurt about that. He was a free man then. Thoigh I wished he was still with me at that point.

Frank snapped me out of my thoughts as he slammed into my prostate. I screamed out in pleasure. This moment was perfect for me. Of course the doorbell went and Frank stopped dead in his tracks. I groaned. My intention was to carry on. Frank on the other hand hzs other ideas and pulled out of me. I sighed and he looked at me and mumble a sorry before pulling on boxers and my favourite robe.

I'm not moving from my spot. He will be back in a few minutes hopefully. "Gerard Mikey's here to see us." Fuck you Mikey Way! Well my plans gone down the drain. I stand up and pull bowers on. Instead of a robe thoigh I pull sweat pants on too. I wonder what mu perfect little brother would want me for, His life is so perfect he never needed me for anything anymore. Yeah I was pissed and jealous.

As I walk into the living room I catch Frank's eye and when he see's me wearing sweat pants his face takes on a look of dissapointment. Mikey is seated on the couch nearest the Kitchen. I notice he has a coffee in his hands. The bastard went to Starbucks without me! Not that we ever went together. What happened to us that made us drift apart?

Mikey looked up from his coffee and pointed to the coffee table. Two coffee's were placed there. Frank picked up one. I guess the little shit bought me one. Now I can forgive him for interrupting mine and Franks pleasurable moments. I thanked him and took a quick drink of my coffee. There was something off about Mikey. He refused to look at anything nut the cup. Even when he'd finished.

"I'm hungry. I'm going to go get dressed and then go for a take-out. Leave you two to talk" Frank said breaking the silence. I lookedvat the time and saw it had already somehow reached 7PM. Fuck. This long of ana awkward silence meant something was really wrong with Mikey. I toldvFrank what to me and Mikey. Then passed him enough money for all our food. He protested but I gave him a pissed off look and he took it and left.

"G-Gee?" That ripped my attention away from the quietly playing TV. Mikeys voiced has cracked and now he was sobbing helplessly. I rushed to his side and pulled him into a hug. Seeing him like this made me want to cry. I didn't though. The other has to be strong when the other breaks. Normally it would him cuddling me. What had happened? He pulled away from me practically straight away. He rubbed his eyes voilently, then looked at me. "Don't do t-that. Y-you will make this harder than it already i-is" he manged to choke out.

"Mikey what's wrong?" He took a deep breath before replying with something I wish he hadn't "I-I got a phone call earlier from mother. Uncle Scott. He-he died. Car cra-crash. GEE HE'S DEAD!" Mikey ended up falling off the couch he was crying that much. Whenever I went to touch him he would always tell me to go away.

A long ten minutes had passed of Mikey crying. He sort of got it under control by the time Frank came in the door. Frank looked straight at Mikey and stood frozen in the doorway. "Gerard? What happened?" I looked feom Frank to Mikey. That's when it finally sunk in. Mikey just told me my uncle had died in a car crash. That when it came crashing down on me. Time seemed to have stopped and I couldn't stop the tears. I ran past Frank out the door and ignored all the shoutsvfrom him and Mikey. Everyone around me was carring on with their lifes. Why wasn't they sad? I mean I knew they didn't knowbhim but to me it seemed wrong. How could they carry on woth their lifes when mine had stopped? It wasn't fucking fair!

I don't know how long I was out but I had sereval missed calls from Frank and Ray. Ray? He never called me. I decided to ring him.
Ray: Gerard! Thank fuck. You need to get to the hospital now!
Why did he sound so panicked? Shit Mikey. No please tell he didn't.
Me: What did he do?
Ray: Does it matter? Get your arse here.
Me: Of course it matters dickhead. Now I wont ask again WHAT DID HE FUCKING DO?
Ray: H-he tried to kill himself. I shouldn't of argued with him. I didn't know he'd do this.

So they had a fight? Ray seemed so nice though?

Me: Ray it's not because of that.

I only said it then because he started to cry.

Ray: T-then what?
Me: We just found out.
I paused took a deep breath to stop myself from crying and started again.
Me: We just found out our uncle died today. We were really close to him.
Ray: Shit I'm sorry.
Me: Don't worry about it. I'm on my way.

With that I hung up and ran to the hospital. I'd never ran so fast in my whole life. When I got there I saw Ray and Frank watching through a little window at what the doctors and nurses were doing to my poor brother.

None of them said a word to me when I stood next to them. Ray gave me a hug, which lasted a while and resulted in my shirt being so soaked it stuck to me. Poor guy. I could tell in that moment how much he did really love Mikey. Problem is I didn't know if Mikey loved him anymore. He's been acting distance from Ray for a while now. Frank put his aem around my waist and kissed my cheek lightly while still not taking his eyes off Mikey.

I watched ans watched. From what I could see he took a real intrested in Boose, pills and a kitchen knife. I shouldn't of walked out. I should of stayed and comfortated him. God I'm stupid. I will stay with him when he wakes up. I will be a better big brother. Though that was stopped short when the machine completely flat line and I screamed and fell to the ground.

Mikey, my little brother, was dead!

Notes

So Scott here.
Tatz didn't want to write smut. So she made the mistake of letting me write this chapter.
What have I done?
Did I really Kill Mikey?
What werebhim and Ray arguing over?
So many questions to be answered.
Ask away and I will answer you lot.
(I used my name for their uncle because I couldn't think of a name.)
Pleasure writing for you kot.
Scott and Tatz. X