It's Time

(A/N-Just to let you know, instead of saying -Time Lapse- I am just going to do this, ~~~~~)


*Gerard's POV*

I sighed, Mikey won't even help his older brother.... Maybe he hates me, just as much, maybe even more, than I hate myself.
But then again, he's just trying to help me. Help his older brother... His one and only, older brother.

Mikey and I have been talking for the past hour about me not counting the hours correctly, well yeah. But, what if I want to take them a little more.. than, you know, usual. Yeah, just more then usual.. That would work, for now, Mikey won't buy that for too long.

"Gee, we will talk more about this later. Just gooo in the shower." He sounded like he's getting bored of talking to me. I would too, get sooo bored of talking to me. "Fine, fine Mikey. See you in a bit." He nodded and went upstairs to his room.

I stripped off my clothes and threw them in the corner of my bathroom. I put my hand inside of the shower, the temperature felt colder than I usually would put it at. Oh yea, Mikey started it for me.. I turned the handle that made it warmer, a lot. It started to make some more steam into the bathroom. I then felt the temperature again. "Aw!" I pulled my hand away, hotter than I wanted it to be. But it'll work.

I grabbed my shampoo, rubbed it in my hair making sure my hair wouldn't look oily after my shower. I stopped rubbing it in, and rinsed my head. The shampoo bubbles came sliding down my sides. I felt myself get hot and more hot by the minute, my back getting red from the heat. But the pain felt nice, felt good, I could say that.

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"Gerard?" Called my younger brother. I got dressed quickly and ran up my stairs to the living room. "Yeah Mikes?"

"I was wondering what took you so long.. I don't mean to sound like mom or.. dad... But, you did take a loner shower, than uh, usual."

I grinned, "You count how long I'm in the shower? Oh my god, my own brother takes the time on how long I'm in the fucking shower!" I playfully punched his arm and bolted to the kitchen. "Geraaard" Mikey called, he repeated on calling me until he found me hiding inside a small closet. "Ohh yess Mikey?" I replied, giggling uncontrollably. He opened the kitchen's small, but a good hiding space, closet. Which I am surprised on how I can fit in it. I jumped at him and said. "Boo!" He actually laughed. He never laughed when I used to do this. He would smile, or just keep his 'Poker Face' on. "Oh you scared me Gee, sooo much, not really." He said the last two words quieter, but loud enough I could hear them.

Mikey walked away from me and towards his bedroom upstairs. "Hey Mikey? You alright? You were all happy, and now just... like, sad and unhappy.." He sighed. "Umm, kid of alright. I just remembered we're going back to school in like, four days. Remember they gave us a two week break.. Well, it's almost over... and, you'll get bullied again, by those worthless jocks. I fucking hate what they do to you Gee. You d-don't deserve t-this, w-why do t-they d-do this t-to you??"

He started to whimper slightly, he turned around and bolted to his room. I ran after him.... I heard him lock his door. I sighed... "Mikey??" ..... I called again, "Mikes? Please answer me, we will talk if you let me come in your room. Even mine, if you want to?" I heard a sigh. Then a clicking of a lock being unlocked, then finally Mikey's door being opened. "Fine, if you let me talk. And you listen. Okay Gerard?" I said. "Yes Mikey." He grabbed my arm and pulled me into his neat room, unlike mine is unorganized, his is like, perfectly neat. I sat down on his carpet with him. "And what do you want to talk about? Tell me, whatever you want me to know. Just, anything. I will listen, and will not interrupt. I promise Mikes." I nodded for him to talk to me now. And hopefully find out what is wrong. Why he's sad, and everything else for me to find out.

Notes

I'll try to update soon. And this is a boring filler, I know. Like I said, I'll update as soon as possible. (With a better chapter... with maybe Frank back into the picture, somehow I'll make it work.)
How are you guys and girls?
Did you have a nice Halloween?
And celebrate Frank's birthday a little bit?
Anyways, have a good week my furry friends.
~FireBreathing Killjoy