Wipe Away Those Tears of Blood

Mikey's POV

"Fuck, fuck, fuckety fuck!" I repeated to Pete for the tenth time. Why was I swearing so much? Because Gerard fucking Way and Frank Iero left us here. In a park. The worst part is that I have no clue where the actual freak we are. Frank drove us to a park at on the other side of town. He must've known this place really well, as him and Gee probably walked home. Frank, that idiot, left his goddamn car here. But did he leave us the car keys? No! Too much trouble. Wait, it gets better. I don't have my phone with me, and neither does Pete. So we're stranded.

"Mikes, babe, you're over reacting," Pete said smoothly.

I'M OVER REACTING?!

"Pete, as much as I love you, you're not helping. Frank and Gerard are probably cuddling up and watching a movie while we're... Wait, what are we doing?"

"Nothing?" Pete asked.

"Exactly. We're stranded here for ever. So what we gonna do 'bout it? Huh?" I screeched. Okay, maybe I was over reacting. Maybe...

"Mikey, you know we could ask some random person where the fuck we are. They could actually give is some directions, ya know?" Good idea Pete. Smart thinking. We walked up to a young woman with her five year old child and asked her where the actual fuck we were. As it turns out, we were about a twenty minut walk from our house. Well, that's embaressing. We passed that forgetful idiot's car and stuck our tongues out at it. And then I stuck my tongue down Pete's throat. Why not, ya know?

"Eeewwww! Granny! They're kissin'," a kid told their grandmother. I expected the woman to start preaching about how homosexuality is a sin, or at least tell us to stop but she just said:

"If they wanna kiss, let 'em kiss. It's their choice. Your parents kiss, why shouldn't they?" Finally! One older person that isn't a homophobe! See, the world isn't made up of only homos and homophobes. There's actually people who support the lgbtq+ community. Crazy, right? We walked home but had to stop like ten times to ask for directions. Once we got home, I opened the goddamn door and stormed upstairs. Pete stayed in the living room with my mom. I kicked Gee's door open and started shouting at my brother and his idiotic boyfriend.

"Why the fuck would you just leave us? In a park! We didn't even know where we were! We hd to ask like a hundred people for directions. You two are freakin' pathetic. I hate you!!!" I screamed at the two boys cuddled up on the bed. Gerard laughed.

"We forgot, okay? Like, people forget stuff, people even."

"Yeah, and it's your fault for not havein' your phones with you!" Frank backed Gerard up. Typical. So they leave us in a park but somehow it's our fault. Yeah, right.

"Well, we forgot our phones. People forget stuff, you know?" I mimiked Gerard. They laughed and I stormed out of that tiny-ass room. Stupid motherfuckers. I don't think it's possible to be more pissed right now. I really don't.

Notes

Hey! Did y'all like this chapter? Its roastin hot where i am! So right now im sitting on the beach eating ice cream. Living the dream, right?