Life is Colourless

Pain is the colour. The feeling he left us with. What the fuck?! Why would someone even do that? Do the guys know this? Probably now. I should tell them. But they'll want to know how I found out. What do I say then? Argh, this is so messed up.

I've actually been wanting to stop this. I've realised that it's dangerous. That I could 'slip' and cut through a vein. But what will Frankie think if I tell him? He'll help me stop, I know that, but he'll be so hurt. I can't do that to my baby, I just can't.

The only other option is Mikey. My little brother. I don't want to do this to him. But it'll kill my baby to know that I do this to myself. It has to be Mikey. Now I just have to psyche myself up enough to tell him without vomiting from nerves. Hey, I've done it before, it's possible.

*Mikey's P.O.V*

I'm just chatting with Frank over pancakes when Gerard walks into the kitchen.

'Where'd you go? We missed you' He'd been gone for about an hour.
'Yeah, your food went cold' Frank gets up to kiss his cheek. They look so cute together, it's unbelievable.

Mikey, I need to talk to you. Now'
'Why? And why is it not in front of Frank?'
'Stop asking questions, just get your ass here' He mumbles. This isn't like him, to keep things from Frank. I mean, they're practically inseparable.

He goes up the stairs, and I follow. What does he need to say that's so important? We reach their bedroom and he sits on the bed. I sit next to my older brother, I'm worried about him now, he's being quiet, and we normally don't get a minutes peace with him around.

'Are you okay, Gee? You seem a bit… I don't know, weird?'
'Mikey I have something I need to tell you…' He doesn't answer my question, and this scares me.
'I gathered that, what is it?'
'I-'

Notes

Hey guys! I can almost play Therapy on my guitar! Yay! Too many exclamation marks! Yay! I'll stop now… Do you think Gee will actually tell Mikey? Or will he make an excuse (can't spell that)? I'm off to learn the chorus and bridge of Therapy now, bye!