Mikey's POV

"We can't keep the baby!," Emily screamed walking away.

I grabbed her arm stopping her from running away, "you're the one who wanted to keep the baby. I do too, we'll get jobs and you can stay here with the baby and do homeschooling and I know Gerard and Frank will help with the baby. So we can go to work while they watch over him," I said calmly.

"we don't know if it's a boy,".

"it's gonna be a boy," I kissed her lips softly.

I grabbed her hand taking her to the room, between mine and Gerard's.

"look it can be his room,".

"Mikey!,".

"it's gonna be a boy," I kissed her again softly.

She walked into the room, "it's cute," she said.

the room was Gerard's and i's old play room. Then Frank, Bob, andRay always came over. It was a lot of fun. Gee and Frank always kinda cuddle and watched me and Ray re-make movies with card boarder and tape. Bob would always record. I loved that room it had my memories.

"FRANK ARE YOU HERE," Gerard yelled.

"HES NOT HERE GERARD," I yelled back.

" FUCKING HELL," Gerard ran up the steps into the small room. "have you seen him?," he said catching his breath. "out of shape much?," Emily said giggling in the background.

"very funny Em, but have you two," he said. "no, we haven't sense this morning, we heard to you come in but you to left, probably because of our fighting,".

We all went silent.

"I need to find him," Gerard ran out of the room, down the stairs, and then out of the house.

"cmon lets get your boxes in my room," I said softly.

"what's wrong,".

"nothing".

"tell me the truth,".

"I know where he is,".

*earlier that day*

"are you sure you want the job," Bert asked carefully.

"it pays good, right?," I asked.

"every bag you sell is 45 dollars, you get 16," he whispered.

"that's cheap for weed".

"I know".

We stood there awkwardly. I knew I needed the money but- if I get caught I'm going to jail, I can't leave Em and the baby behind but- we need the cash.

"I'll do it," I said.

"good," he handed me his book back, "sell this all in a week," I said sternly.

"a week?," I said scared. A bookbag full of cheap weed. I can't do this, it's a book bag full.

"sure you can," he said smiling, "two weeks of this and you'll start in pill," he said walking away but stops in his tracks, "tell anyone and I'll fucking kill your ass," he said.

"get the fuck away from him!," Frank yelled running to my rescue.

"Frank! just the faggot I wanted to see," he said chuckling, "you stay the fuck away from me and my friends," Frank said.

"Oh Mickey?".

"Mikey".

"same thing," he said rolling his eyes at Frank,"we have a business together,"he put his arm around me.

"if Gerard finds out- don't except to have your legs," Frank said.

Bert let go of me which left me running to the boys bathroom to get away. The doors swung open.

Frank and Bert.

I ran into a stall before they could see me.

"listen faggot, your mother wants to see you at the Pizzeria today at 6:05? She told me to tell," he said bluntly.

Frank yelled, "FUCK YOU," spitting in Bert's face.

Bert grabbed Frank spinning him up to the stall I'm in, "I would kill you. I seriously would because your a fag but-," he dropped Frank, "I'm a fag too," Bert began to cry, Frank took his chance and kicked Bert him fall to the ground.

"Cmon Mikey lets get out," shocked I ran out with Frank.

"who's that?,".

"my cousin,".

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Frank's POV

Walking to the pizza place wasn't in my plans, but I can't lie I miss my mom.

"hey faggot! you coming to see your mommy?" Bert said from the parking lot with a bunch of his friends.

they all laughed.

they all laughed at me.

"well guess what? she doesn't love you," they all kept laughing.

the tears filled my eyes, I couldn't hold this in.

"awe is the little faggot gonna cry?," he said mocking me.

this anger, I couldn't hold it in.

I ran towards him with all my anger but it didn't work, the tables wee turned and I was the one being beaten. . .

Notes

hey guys aorry it's been awhile ;-;

but my birthdays the 19th and I'm so happy ^-^