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My stomach churned slightly as Mikey pushed the two pills and a cup of water towards me. I let out a heavy sigh, finally taking them from his hands. I placed the pills in my mouth, once again moving them underneath my tongue. I quickly gulped down the water, and then after making sure my throat was dry I swallowed the pills. Just as planned the pills got stuck at the top of my throat, nearly gagging me, but at least they'd be easier to puke up.

Mikey gave me a warm smile. "I'm so fucking proud of you, Frankie." Mikey beamed.

I returned a weak smile, nodding slightly, "I have to pee real quick, I'll be right back, darling."

I quickly jumped up, kissing his head on my way out of the room. As soon as I walked into the bathroom I dropped to my knees in front of the toilet, soon puking out the contents of my stomach. It's been about five days since I last actually took my pills. I've called Gerard and told him I'm not taking them anymore, but of course I've gotten no response so far. I don't know if he even listens to the messages.
I sighed heavily wiping my mouth with my sleeve before returning back to the room. I plopped down next to Mikey, looking around the room slightly. I felt Mikey place a hand on my waist gently, pulling me close to him. I let my gaze fall back onto him, he had the most adorable smile spread across his cheeks I couldn't help but return one.
I don't really know how Mikey's so okay with cheating on his wife, but I can't really complain I'm not stopping him and I'm not gonna lie it's surprisingly hard to think about Gerard when I'm fucking the shit out of his brother. That sounds really bad. I mean don't get me wrong. I love Mikey. But it is kinda nice to just fuck and forget about how much I miss Gerard.
I shook my head slightly, pulling myself out of my thoughts as I heard Mikey mumble something out.

"I'm sorry. What'd you say dear?"

Mikey let out a soft chuckle, "I said you look so beautiful when you're daydreaming."

I felt a blush creep onto my cheeks and then a small wave of guilt wash over me. Mikey would probably get so upset if he knew what I was thinking. Whatever. What he doesn't know won't kill him, right?

"Awe, well you look sexy all of the time." I responded with a wink.

"You're damn right I do." Mikey stated proudly, puffing his chest out slightly.

I chuckled softly, laying down on the bed ignoring my now growling stomach.

Mikey raised an eyebrow, turning towards me, "What are you hungry for?"

I shook my head, "I'm not. Just lay down with me."

Mikey crossed his arms, "We've talked about this, Frankie. You're eating."

And with that Mikey began pulling me up off of the bed. I whined, fighting against his grip, but of course it didn't phase him one bit and before I knew it Mikey threw me over his shoulder, carrying me into the kitchen, and of course passing Kristen in the process gaining me a huge glare.
Mikey finally stopped, plopping me down onto a chair.

"Stay and I'll make you some coffee and waffles." Mikey stated.

I grunted softly, "That's not fair. You know damn well I can't turn that down."

Mikey chuckled, bending down grabbing the waffle maker as he mumbled out an 'exactly'. I sighed softly, slouching down in the chair. I groaned loudly letting my arms wave around similar to a five year old. Mikey glanced back at me, just groaning even louder in response. I let out a small chuckle, as I sat back up, waiting patiently for my food.
I sighed heavily, grazing my eyes over the room. I narrowed my eyes seeing the multiple picture frames filled with Mikey and Kristen. It's like Kirstens trying to just remind Mikey that he loves her anytime he walks into a fucking room. I quickly turned my attention back to Mikey as he let out a sharp hiss. He was clutching his finger, groaning softly in pain. I jumped up, rushing over to him.

"What happened??"

Mikey sighed softly holding out his hand to me revealing a small burn across his hand, "I'm fine, dear. It's just a little burn."

I sighed in relief, pulling Mikey's burned hand up to my lips, kissing it gently. Mikey awed softly, his cheeks turning a soft pink.

"Alright. Now go sit down, I'll finish making breakfast." I breathed out, still inspecting the small burn against his skin.

"But-" Mikey began to protest.

"No. Go sit down. I got it." I cut him off, dismissing any other protests from him.

Mikey let out a heavy sigh, plopping himself down onto a chair. I gave him a soft smile before turning to the now burning waffles. I breathed out a small 'fuck' while scraping the waffles into the trash. I smiled wide to myself as I heard a small disappointed squeak come from Mikey. Fuck he's so adorable. I sighed happily as I began pouring new batter onto the waffle maker.
About five minutes later I placed two waffles on a plate, sliding it over to Mikey along with some syrup. Mikey smiled wide squeaking out an excited thank you before digging into his waffles.
I smiled softly before making some coffee. I hummed softly as I watched it fill up.

"You have a really good voice y'know." Mikey mumbled out, his mouth full of waffles.

I turned to him raising an eyebrow, "you're a really good liar y'know?"

Mikey scoffed softly, " I'm serious Frank. You should sing more."

I made a small 'hmpf' noise before turning back to the now finished coffee. I pulled out two cups pouring the steaming coffee into them and then adding some milk and sugar. I began carefully stepping towards the table, cautious of dropping the cups that were now burning my hand. I was just about to place them on the table when I heard the front door slam shut. I quickly jerked my head up gaining straight eye contact with the one and only Gerard Way.
I instantly felt my heart drop. It's like I stopped breathing, I hadn't even noticed the cups slip from my grip until I heard the loud crash as they hit the ground. I didn't even flinch.

Gerard gave me a weak smile, "Hey baby.."

I gulped harshly, "W-why are you here?"

"I miss you Frank. I miss you so fucking much."

I felt a huge smile spread across my cheeks as I ran over to Gerard, throwing my arms around him. I held him close to me drowning out Mikey's attempts to get my attention. I've missed Gerard so fucking much there is no way he's ruining this for me. I took in a long breath of his scent before finally turning my attention to Mikey, who I might add was fucking screaming my name.

"What, Mikey?!"

Mikey was just fucking staring at me with wide eyes, "W-what are you doing?"

I scrunched my eyebrows. Was he fucking serious? I mean yes I care about him, but there's no way I'm not gonna go back to Gerard.

"I'm hugging my fiancée." I stated simply.

Mikey slowly approached me, narrowing his eyes, "Frank..Have you been taking your medicine?"

I shrugged, "Not really. I don't need it. I'm not sick."

Mikey sighed heavily, placing his hand on my shoulder, "Frank, no ones there."

I narrowed my eyes, "Gerard is right fucking here. I'm not playing this fucking game. He's really here this time."

Mikey chewed harshly on his lips, "No.. He's not."

I gritted my teeth, "Fucking stop. I'm not fucking playing this goddamn game!"

Mikey grabbed ahold of my shoulders, looking me straight in the eye, "Frank it is impossible for Gerard to be here."

"And whys that, Mikey?"

Mikey took in a sharp breath, "Because Gerard's dead, Frank."

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