Don't forget about me

I grab my backpack and start fast walking home. I'm just gonna leave early, like a rebel. So I thought that Mikey being a murderer was enough to mess up my week, but now I get to think about a kiss I just got from someone i've never met, on the first day. Holy crap. I bite my finger nails as I watch cars fly by on the bumpy road. For some reason, Every person in their car looks like an alien of some kind. Pretty fucking weird. I mean, everyone has their strange things they think about or see but me? now that's another story.

Watching the cars still, I see a really familiar black honda slow drive up to the curb and stop. Oh fuck, it's Mikey...again... I feel more nervous as the window rolls down. "Get the fuck in the car Gerard!" His eyes seem more brown than usual, and he has dark circles under his eyes. "Not getting much sleep lately huh? I wonder why that is." He frowns and scratches his head. "Nighmares about how you stabbed Ronnie in the back?" "Get in the car god damn it!" I chuckle a bit and get in the back seat. I don't want to be seen in the front seat with my brother... my brother the murderer...

"Buckle up!" "Buckle up..." I mock in a low voice as I grab the seat belt and tuck it under my thigh. The car roared off and I flew forward from the force of the gravity. "Why are you out of school again Gerard?" He asks in a tone that sounds like he's gonna stab me any minute. "Well, I just got k-" "Nevermind! we're going home and you're grounded!" Now he made me angry. I might be in trouble for running away from school again but he's not my parent, he can't ground me like that. "You're not my parent Mikey you're my brother. You can't ground me." I saw the car pull into our driveway, and tensed up as Mikey turned around. "Um... who's been the one taking care of you since mom and dad died forever ago Gerard? that's right me. Now since i've fed you and shit, you can stop skipping classes and get grounded when you do." I felt the seat belt slowly slipping out from under my thigh as he turned back around. "Fuck you..." I mumbled under my breath then stormed out fo the car.

What he said to me kept floating around in my brain and I hated it with a burning passion. I hit myself in the head over and over as I ran up the stairs and into my bedroom, slaming the door out of frustraion. "Fuucckkk!" I screamed.. "I HAATTEE YOU MIKEEEEYYYY!!!" I heard pissed off foosteps marching up the stairs really fast and darted under the comforter on my bed. And before I knew it, he was in my room. "What ever happened to the knocking rule in this house? I ask. My voice muffled under the thick fabric of my blanket. He ripped it off. "Do your school work now and no dinner until it's done." I flipped him off out of pure "in the moment" anger. He came forward nice and slow, and grabbed a thick bundle of my hair. I screetched like a little girl. "Let do dude!" "Then stop throwing all these F bombs in my face Gerard." His voice was thick and heavy. Almost scary. "Now I don't want to see you downstairs for the rest of the night since you decided to flip me off." I shook my head really fast.

I just want him to let go of me, I don't give a shit about what he said. My head freaking hurts. He let go with a small shove and marched right out of the room. But in my head, doing school wasn't the problem at the moment. Fixing my fucking hair was. I ran over to my dresser and grabbed a blue comb off the top. Now I hate Mikey even more. I combed and combed my hair to perfection then realized I left my backpack in the car. "Well fuck." I said quietly to myself.

"Smack! Hit! Bang! I Jump and my comb goes flying out of my hand

Notes

You guys like it?? will write more soon, so srry .