To Write Love On His Arms

A week passed from the incident and Gerard had lost it. Although Benny didn't rape him, he still felt disgusting. The alcohol stained lips stained his lips...with disgust. Gerard was lost, his depression got harder to deal with and he started to drink. He stopped taking his prescription drugs and started doing cocaine and his dad's Valium The more alcohol he had the more his parents got mad and they started to drift apart but they still tried to keep it together. As for Mikey, he and Pete started to get to know each other but he started to drift away from Gerard. Gerard closed the door of their relationship. He didn't mean to hurt Mikey but it happened whenever Gerard was getting high or drunk.

"Gerard, honey?" Donna knocked on Gerard's door.

"What?" Gerard asked waking up from a long sleep.

"Aspirin?" She held out her hand with two pills, one being aspirin and the other being his antidepressant pill.

"That shit ain't going to fool me." He got out of bed and denied the pills.

"Fine, but take the aspirin." She put the aspirin on his dresser and a cup of water next to it.

"Close the door on your way out." Gerard said. Heat was radiating his head and he felt like he needed to puke.

"After you're done getting ready please come down. Your dad, Mikey and I want to talk to you. Oh and Pete is here so....uhm. Yeah." She explained.

"Okay, but I think it's a bit too early for Pete to ask for my blessing." Gerard said putting in humor and a fake smile.

"Okay, I'll let him know." Donna smiled and closed the door.

Gerard's headache wasn't getting any worse but his health was. He took the aspirin and swallowed it without the help of water. Then he grabbed a pair of black jeans and a plain black tee. Before hopping in the shower he took a look at himself.

"You're a lucky shit that you're still alive. Quoted by Benny." Gerard said to himself as he looked at his face. Looking over his bruised face and dried up blood from three days ago. He hasn't taken a shower in days, he carried a stench of booze and blood. He didn't care though

"Where the hell did I get the blood?" He said as he took off his clothes. Few seconds later he was nude and was ready to get washed.

After the shower Gerard went down stairs and saw everyone sitting in the living room. They looked at him and Mikey looked happy to see his brother.

"Hey Gerard! Come sit next to me." Mikey gestured to an empty spot on the couch. He smiled and walked towards Mikey.

"Honey, you want to tell him?" Donna whispered into Don's ear.

"Uhm, sure." He whispered back then cleared his throat. "Gerard, uhm we need to talk."

Gerard furrowed his eyebrows, "What is it?" Now would be the good time to take a sip from his cup of coffee but he didn't make it because he wasn't expecting this.

"Uhm, we, as in your mom and I, have been talking about taking you to a house."

"A house? Why? I already have this house."

"A house where people can help you." His mother budged in.

"What do you mean?" Gerard started to feel hurt and betrayed. Pete and Mikey got up and started to leave the room.

"Gerard you've been sinking into alcoholism and drug abuse. Hell, you might be out there getting stoned and sucking dick for cocaine!" Don told Gerard.

"I can assure you that I'm fine and not doing drugs." Gerard said, how could he lie? He probably passed out on the lawn with a stench of booze and his parents had to carry him inside.

"Gerard." Donna looked at Gerard, he saw that they knew.

"We know, we see you. We want to help you and that's why we're talking to you." Don said.

"Well what are you going to do to help me? Nothing." Gerard said making his parents feel guilty, they knew why he was acting this way. They have paid no attention to him or Mikey until now. Mikey wanted Gerard to get better and they saw that what is keeping the household together are the boys.

"No, we talked to Mikey about this before we did with you and he agreed with us." His mom started to explain.

"And like we said, we're going to send you to a house. People will help you, fuck they already agreed into helping you." Don added.

"You really think they'll help?"

"Definitely." Don replied.

"Fine. I'll go."

Within thirty minutes Gerard had a duffle bag packed with a weeks worth of clothes. He overheard Mikey and Pete in Mikey's room. Mikey was crying about how Gerard shouldn't go and get help from the family. Gerard knocked on Mikey's door but was pushed away. Pete said Mikey didn't want to say goodbye, not yet.

Gerard and his dad left the house and headed to an unknown destination, well more like Gerard. His dad knew where he was going. Within twenty minutes clouds came in and it was starting to rain. They ended up at the hospital and Gerard saw the building, he turned to his dad.

"What are we here for?" He asked.

"To get you fucking locked up." His dad answered him as if he was being sent to prison.

"I thought you were taking me to the house." Gerard said, scared.

"Well that's what your mom thinks and Mikey. But you belong here. On the third floor with the other crazies." His dad got out of the car and Gerard was panicking.

Gerard tried to find a way out but his buckle was caught. "Shit, fuck." He mumble to himself.

"Come on you piece of shit." He took hold of Gerard's arm and dragged him out of the car. He threw his duffle bag at him. After Gerard got to his feet he was being manhandled by his dad and then he tried to loosen his arm out of his dad's grip.

"Let go!" Gerard elbowed his dad's face and ran. He didn't exactly where he was running but he ran, it started to rain but that didn't stop him. He didn't look back, he ran and ran.

Notes

Another chapter will be up in like an hour...but uhmm yo it's an update