Mikey’s POV
It was incredibly nice of Frank and Mrs. Iero to take us in. The situation at home had rapidly incensed since Gerard had run away, with Dad’s temper becoming absolutely explosive. Occasionally he would walk around the house, muttering dark phrases and threatening Gerard. It was really quite terrifying.

Upstairs it takes all three of us to wrestle the sheets onto the bed; every time we got the elastic over one corner, another would pop back up and undo. When we finally finished the frustrating job we all plop down on the bed, a little exhausted. Frank turns on the TV after a minute.
The screen flickers for a second before settling on the title menu for a movie named ‘Coraline’.

Creepy music plays softly; the volume steadily increasing and decreasing. I stare at the screen, partly mesmerised and partly disturbed. The lyrics are nonsensical, gibberish. A shiver goes down my spine. This movie is definitely going to give me nightmares.

Frank clicks the play button as the song fades and the screen goes black again. The movie opens with a few credits, and then its title. For some reason a black button falls where the ‘o’ should be and all the words are stitched. I have a sick feeling we’ll get to know why there is a button soon.

I’m proved partially correct when a doll with buttons for eyes falls through the air, caught by hands made of needles. I shuffle a little closer to Gee, who is in the middle of Frank and I. He wraps an arm around me protectively. The doll is taken apart piece by piece – I appreciate the detail that has gone into the art but at the moment I am too uneasy to fully notice it. The hands attach new buttons to the doll, sewing it a coat made of yellowing fabric. Then it is dropped through a small window and disappears as it closes.

*
Gerard, Frank and I are curled into each other rather closely by the end of the movie.
“W-what the h-heck was that?” I stammer quietly.
“Every time I see that movie it creeps me the fuck out,” Frank shivers. Gerard lets out a short bark of laughter which is cut off as soon as it started. Soon we’re all giggling uncontrollably, somewhat out of fear.
“What do you guys want to do?” Frank asks.
“Hmm…let’s play truth or dare,” Gerard says mischievously, his eyes glinting in the half light.
“That’s not fair!” I whine. “I already know everything about you,” I slump.
“Yeah, and there are some things I would rather keep to myself,” Frank punctuates.
Gerard just sticks his tongue out at both of us, and directs a question towards Frank.
“Frank. Who’s the hottest guy in the room?” Gerard says smugly. I swear to fucking god-
“Definitely Mikey,” Frank announces without hesitation, and then winks at me. I think my jaw drops a little. Gerard playfully shoves Frank’s shoulder and then plants a sloppy sounding kiss on his cheek.
“Gross, guys!” I complain. To emphasise my point I dig the heels of my hands into my eyes. They both laugh at me then continue with the game.
“So Mikey,” Frank turns to look at me. “Are you straight, or queer as a three dollar bill like your brother over here?”

I blush intensely. Gerard snorts at the description.
“I’m not that gay. Just for you, babe.” With that Gerard presses his lips to Frank’s and that’s really enough to give me nightmares forever. I interrupt before it gets any further.
“Okay if you guys are going to get all mushy and kissy maybe I’ll just sleep downstairs,” I joke.
“Okay, okay.” Frank relents and finally pulls away from Gerard who pouts. “So, what’s the answer?”
“I, um…ahem, well, I mean, I don’t know.” I say, quite flustered. I'm not really all that used to talking about who I like, it’s quite personal to me.
Gerard narrows his matching hazel eyes at me for a moment and then turns to whisper something inaudible to Frank who claps a hand over his mouth in a giggle. All I catch is Pete Wentz which is enough to make me freeze and blush harder.

*

Frank leans over to check the time on his phone. The LCD lights illuminate the whole room with a bluish glow.
“11:47.” He announces. “We should probably get to sleep, seeing as there’s school tomorrow.”

I make a noise of agreement and snuggle down under the warm blankets on the bed, ensuring to stay in the middle of the mattress (which is where we were all sitting) because the covers are warm from body heat. Frank and Gee stand up off the bed.
“Mikey do you wanna get changed?” my brother inquires.
I murmur a no from underneath my little blanket den. I’m wearing sweat pants so they won’t be too uncomfortable.

I hear both boys talking quietly and then leave the room, presumably to get changed and/or passionately kiss each other in private. Ugh. A shudder goes down my spine. I really don’t need to think of my brother and his boyfriend making out right now…I shiver again. So gross.

I end up falling asleep before they come back, still huddled up under my blanket den even though I know nothing can hurt me.

Notes

I'm going through the story and reading my first couple of chapters and it's sooo cringe worthy oh my lord.....
Like Gerard this is the second chapter pls find ur chill
Also that was back when every title for my chapters was reminiscent of Fever era Panic! At The Disco

- Run Bunny x