The Only Way

It had been two days that I was living at Mike's. They made me feel very welcomed and appreciated. Suzanne seemed happy to have someone her age around as she could make references that Michael didn't get. I had a week off school and Mike and her would take turns so that I was never alone and I was glad for it. I was on the sofa, watching t.v. and had just hanged up with April who wanted to make sure I was treated well, when my phone vibrated.

From Gerard
Hey babe, sorry I haven't give you news, I'm home. I have to work late tonight, I won't be able to see you.

To Gerard
Okay, that kinda sucks but it's alright.

From Gerard
I'll make it up to you. I love you.

To Gerard
I love you too.

From Gerard
Again

To Gerard
I love you

From Gerard
Text me when you go to bed.

To Gerard
Okay I will.

From Gerard
I love you.

To Gerard
I love you more, now go to work.

From Gerard
Alright xox

I put down my phone smiling like an idiot.

"Awww it's nice to see you smile." Suzanne told me from across the room.

"Stop staring at me all the time" I told her sticking my tongue out.

"I can't help you're so gorgeous." She told me, laughing.

"And already taken and gay." I pointed out.

"Yeah see I'm not so sure about the gay part" she told me giggling. She must have been drinking cause she could barely stand straight. She walked towards me, almost tripping on everything that standed on her way and sat down next to me. Yup she was definitively drunk, her breath smelled like wine.

"You kissed a girl and you liked it.." She sang, another fucking allusion to a Katy Perry's song. This had written April all over it.

"So she told you."

"Oh you bet she told me. How you looked so turn on and so desperate to be fucked." She said, biting her lips.

"Where the fuck's Michael?" I asked a bit concerned. This was getting a bit too intense for my taste.

"He's not there to save you from having this conversation. No. No." She said, with her finger on my lips.

"I bet you were dying to know how it felt to be inside a girl." She whispered in my ear.

"Not...re..rea-l-ly.." I said, stuttering.

"She told me she made you hard, is it true Frankie?" She asked, two inches from my face.

"Ye..-ah buu-t I was th-inkk-ing about Ge-erard."

"Liar..I know I can make you hard too.." She told me as she started moaning in my ears like in the porn I watched from time to time.

"Stop that Suzanne.." I told her, feeling half turned on and half traumatized.

"Yeah you prefer Michael I know. He has dreams about you, you know?"

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about him dreaming about fucking your tight ass. Yeah..I said thight ass cause Gerard won't shut up about it." She said, giggling again.

"Huh..okay.." I told her, shyly. I didn't know what to do with that information.

"Imagine..the way brothers, both jumping your bones and begging for you to fuck them after they're done."

"That's just..wrong."

"Is that why there's a lump in your jeans, Frankie? Cause you looove it when it's wrong?" She said, pointing at my growing erection. Since Gerard had touched me, I had been craving sex. I didn't know why, I just did and I couldn't control myself.

"I bet Gerard showed you how it's done. You seemed to enjoy it so bad. Ohh humm fuck..Gee.."She said mocking the sounds I had made a couple nights before.

Where was Michael!?

I got up to find out as she tried to stop me but she was way too drunk to hold me back.

"Mike, where the fuck are you?!" I shouted in the backyard. It was so dark I couldn't see shit.

"Here" I heard from the back. I walked towards him. He was sitting on the ground holding a bucket that smelled like puke.

"Great, you're both wasted as fuck." I told him, sitting next to him.

"Suzanne's saying dirty stuff to me, trying to make me hard. It's not appropriate at all."

"Is it working?" He asked, not giving one single fuck about it.

"It kinda is, but I didn't think you would agree so I came here to tell you." I said. What was the point in lying?

"You're such a good boy" he said patting my head like if I was a dog.

"Why did you both get that wasted?" I asked. It was a wednesday night after all.

"Got into our first fight, can't remember what it was about, something to do with her brother, a difference of opinion as you may call it. And we made up and we just decided to celebrate it." He said, raising the bottle of vodka that was next to him.

"That's kinda crazy."

"That's called living in the moment..oh and being a recovering alcoholic who can't hold his liquor no more. Well not recovering so much today but..you get the picture."

"Yeah..."

"Want some?" He asked, giving me the bottle of vodka.

"Well at this point, I might as well join the party." I told him, taking a sip from it. I was getting used to the awful taste.

"I don't care if Suzanne is hitting on you. I know she does it cause she has a kink for gay sex." He told me.

"I know you like me better anyway." He said winking at me.

"I'm not going there, Mike. Next subject."

"Haha oh man, what's the harm in that? We're just talking."

"You are very, very drunk man, I don't want you to end up doing something you might regret."

"Cause you would let me?"

"No I wouldn't."

"You're so full of shit man, I've seen you looking at me with those puppy eyes of yours."

What the hell was going on!? Was I in the fucking twilight zone where everyone was dreaming of hitting on me?

"You wanna kiss me, Frank?" He asked all serious. I put the bottle on the ground. I knew better than to getting wasted around people acting like they were.

"No I don't. Not like that."

"Even if I want you to? Hey remember, I owe you. I'll let you use tongue." He said, pleading.

"Geez, Mike. Would you take no for an answer, please? You're really starting to freak me out."

"When we fuck each other she makes me say your name sometimes." He said, almost proud.

"Did you really..just...tell me that..?" I asked, shocked.

"Yeah I'm a pretty honest guy, you know. I like to tell it like it is." He said casually.

"Do I really have to remind you that you once said that your ass was off limit?" I asked him, trying to shake him up a bit.

"I'm not talking about my ass, I'm talking about an harmless kiss. It would make me feel attractive." He said.

"You are attractive Michael, why do you need me to prove it to you?"

"I don't know..I just..I know Suzanne would prefer to date a bisexual guy, one that gets turned on by gay stuff, or maybe a guy her own age you know? I'm just gonna grow old and she'll dump me for the next pretty young thing." He said, almost tearing up.

"She's crazy about you! How can you say such things?!" I asked him, shocked. One thing that he hadn't to worry about was the fact that Suzanne loved him. He was all she would talk about.

"Now you're all happy but you'll see, it'll be the same for you and Gerard. He'll be 50 and you'll be 30 and you'll end up thinking you're dating an old man and you'll dump him or if you're stupid enough you'll stay because you'll pity him." He said, sadness in his voice.

"I won't..Michael come on. Don't. I love him. I don't care if he grows old, I'll love him even more. It's not just about his body, it's about his soul." I said, realising how much I really cared for his brother.

"How naive and sweet you are." He said, pinching my cheek.

"I liked it better when you were hitting on me. Now you're fucking depressing." I told him.
"Kiss me and shut me up then." He told me.

"You told me I could choose the place and time." I reminded him.

"Okay so what's the plan? When is it going to be better than now? I'm wasted and I might even like it."

"First of all when your breath won't stink puke." I told him as he tried to smell his own breath.

"Second, when Gerard is gonna be watching." I told him, revealing my machiavelic plan.

"Kinky, kinky boy." He told me smiling.

"Yeah, maybe we could play truth or dare and recreate the same thing you told me about the other day."

"It's gonna turn him on more than he would want to, you know?"

"Yeah, I know, that's the plan."

"He wants to wait till your 18. You'll just piss him off and he might end up fucking you and regretting it afterwards. Is it really what you want?"

"No of course, it can wait till I'm 18."

"Okay, deal then."

"Are you sure you're gonna remember you even made that deal tomorrow?"

"Of course. Now I just wanna go to bed." He said, looking all dizzy and exhausted.

I helped him getting up and I followed him to the living room, making sure he could walk straight.

"Hey sexy what you doing?" He asked Suzanne who was watching tv on the sofa.

"Frank dumped me there..I think I might have pissed him off but I can't remember why." She said pouting.

"Nah he isn't pissed off, aren't you Frank?" Mike asked me. I nodded. I wasn't pissed, I was disturbed.

"Then come here you sweet bear." She told me as she squeezed me in her arms, kissing my cheek like my grandma would do.

"Come on, man. Ain't no sweet bear." I said wiping my cheek from the exceed amount of saliva she had put on it as she pulled me on the sofa.

She laughed amused by my reaction then layed on top of on me, locking my legs so I couldn't move.

"Nah you're more like a lamb and I'm a lion and I wanna eat you up."She said, biting her lips looking at me.

"Is that what you meant by innapropriate?" Mike asked me while Suzanne started to kiss me on the neck, pretending she was taking bites of my skin.

"What do you think? Help me please." I tried to escape but she was holding both my arms firmly.

"I don't know, I'm enjoying the view." He said, crossing his arms, looking at both of us.

"Humm Frankie, you taste so good...Gerard is such a lucky guy." She said, sucking on my skin. I prayed to god that she wouldn't leave marks.

"Yeah and he's gonna kick both of your asses when I'll tell him how you acted around me." I said, threatening them. I just wanted her to let go of me, I wasn't enjoying any of it.

"Alright, end of fun honey, Frank has spoken." He said, lifting her and hugging her tightly so she would leave me alone.

"Did she leave a mark?" I asked Mikey, a bit panicked, showing him the side of my neck.

"Nah she didn't." He told me, a bit releaved. He knew that Gerard would have killed him.

"I want you, honey, right fucking now. Make up for stupid Frank, he doesn't know what he's missing." She said, acting all needy.

He started kissing her as I decided to go to my room. I didn't want to be a victim of collateral damage. I figured out they were not used to having people around by the noises they were making in the living room. I closed the door, sat on my bed and started sobbing. I felt weirded out and used. It reminded me of all the times my dad had abused me when he was drunk, hitting me, wipping my skin, breaking every part of me that still loved him. I didn't like to be around drunk people because of it. They always ended up making me stuff I didn't wanted to do. I rolled up in a ball on my bed, wanting to shake the feeling but I started crying instead. After a couple minutes my ring tone made me almost jump to the ceiling.

"Hey sweetheart." Gerard, said. His voice sounded exhausted.

"Hey." I answered, not wanting to let him know I had cried.

"I'm going to bed. I wanted to hear your voice." He said, all sweet.

"Ok-ay..goodnight." I stuttered.

"Are you okay? You don't sound like you are."

"It's just...it's nothing. I love you."

"I love you too but you've been crying and I wanna know why." Dammit.

"I was thinking about my mom." I lied, I felt disgusting for using her as an excuse but I didn't want him to know about what had happened between me and Suzanne.

"Want me to come by and sleep with you?" He asked.

"You would really do that?" I asked, suprised.

"Yeah, anything for the love of my life."

"Your brother and Suzanne are doing it on the couch tho."

"No worries, I'll come in by a secret entrance." He said, all mysterious, then hanged up.
I tried to regain some composure, put on my pjs and brushed my teeth. 20 minutes later I heard a knock on my window. It was Gerard. I opened it to hear what he was saying.

"Open the screen, I'm gonna climb at your window." The house was a single storey house so it's not like it there was something heroic about it. I did as he told me and I helped him as he entered the room.

"You're so romantic." I told him, squeezing him in my arms, not wanting to let go.

"Anything for my baby." He told me, kissing the top of my head.

We layed down on the bed and I helped him take off his pants and socks. He was wearing a superman tshirt and navy boxers that complimented his perky butt.

"I'm glad you're here." I told him, taking a deep breath in his hair, he must've washed it earlier, it smelled like coconut.

"I wouldn't have got much sleep anyway, now that you're mine, I don't wanna spend a minute away from you." He said kissing the top of my hand.

"How was your day?" I asked him, genuinely interested.

"Same old, but April came by. She told me she wants to try to be my patient again. I don't really know what made her change her mind, but I'm glad. She could really benefit from it." He said, in his therapist voice.

"I think it's because she really hate her therapist. It might be because we're together too, maybe she feels like she can trust you now." I answered.

"You told her?" He asked, frowning.

"Dude I was so excited, I texted all my friends. So like..Mark and April." I laughed realizing I didn't have that much friends. I didn't mind. I preferred quality over quantity.

"Why? Do you mind?" I asked, worried. We were supposed to be official but I knew he was still reticent.

"Not at all. I told everyone too. Well, not Vincent but...I told my mom." He said, relaxing his face.

"Your mom?" I knew he had a mom but it was the first time he ever mentionned her.

"Yeah she called cause she wanted to see Mikey and me. Apparently she has great news. She asked me to bring you along."

"You want me to meet your mom?" I asked him, suprised.

"Only if you want to."

"Of course I do!" I wanted to know everything about him and I knew her mom would probably have some embarrassing pictures of his childhood hidden somewhere that she would be more than happy to show me.

"Don't be too excited, my mom's not so nice. She never really cared much about me and Mikey. I don't even know if he'll accept her invitation." He said, warning me.

"We'll try to convince him! Maybe make a day out of it?" I suggested.

"She lives 3 hours away from here. I could show you the town I grew up in. Mike won't be too thrilled to go back to memory lane but we could go at our favorite restaurant. He might like it." He said, pensive.

"Sounds like a plan! I can't wait" I told him with entusiasm.

"Alright, I don't know exactly when but..I'm glad you seem so excited about it." He smiled.

"Of course, I mean, meeting your mom! It makes it so much more official." I squeezed him again.

"You're such a girl." He said, rolling his eyes.

"You like it" I said, knowing he found me adorable most of the time because of it.

"Yeah I do. So feminine, so sexy, Frankie my little girl." He purred as he caressed my ass.

"Stop it, perv." I said, knowing he wouldn't take it seriously. He laughed and kissed me on the neck.

"I wish you could've met my mom, I know she would've loved you." I said, pensive.

"She probably would've kicked my ass and forbid me to see you again." He said, only half joking.

"Yeah..but I would've convinced her that you were good for me and she would've changed her mind...but.. I guess we'll never know now..I shouldn't have brought it up." I said, tearing up. I was still really emotional about her death.

"Aww I know, my love, it's okay to miss her like you do. It's only been a week. Give it time."

"What if her face fades away in my mind and I end up forgetting how she looked like..?" That thought brought tears to my eyes.

"You won't. You got pictures of her but even if you hadn't, she's in here, my love." He said, pointing my heart.

"Thank you for being there for me..I love you so much." I said, hugging him tightly.

"Anytime. I love you even more." He said, kissing my lips.

"Impossible." I told him returning his kiss. He was and always would be my everything.

Notes

Sorry it took longer than I thought guys! My sister got married this weekend :)

Enjoy! ;)