Headfirst for halos

During the night, Frank, Mikey and I all settle down to watch movie.
I skim through all the movies.
"I'm going down stairs to get a movie," I announce.
"Okay,"Frank smiles. It seems like Mikey is glaring at him. I flash him a fuck you kind of look.
I hurry down stairs and run my hand across the cases of the movies as I read through them.

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Gerard leaves the room, leaving Mikey and I alone. I feel mikey's eyes watching me. Judging me, even.
"So...,"I try to lighten up the mood.
He mutters something under his breath. It sounds like' fuck off emo,' but I ignore it.
"You are like, fourteen, right?"I ask.
"Fifteen...,"he snaps.
"Sorry,"I roll my eyes. The next thing I say is an awful choice.
"Someone's on their period,"I scoff.
"You can get out, okay? Fuck you!"He sounds angry.
"I'm here for Gerard, not his seven year old brother,"I smirk.
"I really don't like my brother hanging around with gay, emo. I don't want him turning out gay, or fucked up like you." That really hurt. I can't believe that he's a homophobe.
"You shouldn't say things anti-gay like that,"I say softly.
"Why? Am I offending you, faggot?"his words are harsh.
I suddenly feel my face getting got, and tears welling up in my eyes.
I'm gay, and he just made fun of it.
I let out a quiet sob and feel the tears rolling down my cheeks. I get up and leave to room.
I hurry down to the living room where I find Gerard.
"Hey, um Gerard? I think I'm gonna go home,"I wipe my eyes.
"Why?"he asks.
"It-it's n-n-nothing,"I stutter.
I walk for the front door.
I think I was wrong about this all. Talking to him. Being friendly for once. Trying hard to impress this guy, who I thought I liked-who I KNOW I love.
He pulls my arm.
"Can you and I please talk?"he pleads.
"But... Fine...,"I sigh as he tugs me to living room.
"What happened, Frankie?" He asks.
"Your brother. He was really missing me off."
"What'd he do?" He holds my hand.
"He made fun of me, calling me gay. He said we shouldn't be friends because he doesn't want my gay to rub off on you,"I breath out.
"He did?"he hugs me. "I'm sure he didn't mean it."
"I wish you could've been in there to see."
"That doesn't sound like Mikey,"he shakes his head.

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I walk into the room. Mikey is sitting on his bed looking pleased with himself.
"Why are you so mean?"I snap.
"What? To your emo, faggot of a friend?" He rolls his eyes.
"Can you not call him that? I don't like it," Frank stands beside me. He seems like he's hiding. Cowering could describe it more.
I hear a soft s in escapee escape Frank's mouth.
"Why? Are you gay too?" I want to hit him right now.
"What make you think he's gay?"I growl.
He shows me his phone screen. Is a text from a random girl.
"Okay?"I ask.
"He dumped her because he said he was gay,"he smiles at Frank.
Frank's breath is startled sounding.
"Do what?who are you to judge someone's sexuality?"I nearly snap and hit him, but I resist smashing his face.
"Oh my god! You're gay!"He roars.
My eyes darts around the room.
"N-no,"I lie. How can he tell? I have known I am gay for years, but I've never told anyone. I never thought Mikey would say something like that.
He knows. And he's a homophobe. I'm never gonna live up to this.

Notes

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