the light in the dark

Gerard pov
a couple hours have past since mikey got here. My head is still throbbing from what happened earlier. How cam people be so cruel. At least there is still a nice bunch of people left in this cold world. I really need to shower. I feel all gross.
"May I use your shower?"
"Yah. Ill show you where the bathroom is. Follow me." Tristen showed me to the bathroom.
"Thanks."
"No problem" She left and closed The door behind her.
I turn on the water and undress while it warms up. When I get into the shower it feels good running down my back. I then feel a sudden pain in my legs. The hot water was burning my cuts that I had put there this morning. Thank goodness tristen didnt find them when she was helping me. She probably realized that im way to light for my age, height, and bone structure. Hopefully she doesnt tell frank anything. If she does he might not want to be near me any more. I dont know what I would do if that happens. Yes I know ive only known him a couple days but theres something about him that draws me in. I dont know what it is yet.
*tristens pov*
I meed to ask mikey some questions. Gerard was way to light. I mean I know im really strong but he should not weigh only a hundred pounds. I walk down the stairs and into the living room where mikey and frank were sitting on the couch.
'Mikey, I need to ask you some questions. Could you come into the kitchen with me." He looked nervice after I said that. But then he nognodded his head and stood up and followed me to the kitchen.
" I need to know why your brother is so skinny. A guy his age height should not weigh only a hundred pounds. "
" He doesnt eat often. Mum and I have tried to make him but everytime he does eat he pukes it back up when we arent paying attention."
"Does he have any other problems? "
"Yes, deoression and anxiety. His anxiety isnt as bad it used to be but its still pretty bad."
"Okay, lets not tell frank abiut it okay. He worried about your brother enough as it is. "
"Really? Why does he worry about my brother? "
"A dream he had, it freaks the fuck out of him."
"Huh. Thats weird because Gerard had a dream with franknin it. He didnt tell anyone else but me."
"What happened in your brothers dream?" I began to get kinda. I cant thinknof thebword I want to use its like a mixture of worry and curiosity.
"Someone had slit his throat and frank ran to him and started to cry over his lifeless body." Okay what the fucknis going on.
"Okay. I have to tell my mom.. MOM!!!!!! HERE NOW." Both frank and my mom come in.
"Tristen whats wrong?" Frank had asked.
"You know the nightmare yiuve been having. Yah gerard has it to."
The next to speak is my mom "this is not good."

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