My Ferard Romance

(Mikey pov)
Three weeks later:

Its been a few weeks since and I'm feeling better and getting back to my old self, mom has been helping a lot and I call Gerard a lot as well. I ask him things and just talk to him, it's satisfying to me to hear his voice and know that he's always here to listen to me. I know how much he loves me as a brother, I know Frank does too.

I've been focusing on school more and trying to talk to people. I try not to get attached to people unless I know that there going to be around for a long time and if they leave unexpectedly, then that's when it hurts the most, Gerard's like this too, except for when he's with Frank. We're both introverted but Gerard is worse than I am.

Let me tell you a little bit about Gerard's childhood.
*flashback*

When Gerard was a child he was like any other child, he played with trucks and destroyed things that he built and things of that nature, until he got a bit older. But but once he started third and fourth grade he was bullied by people that he thought were his friends, it wasn't at him directly, but they would talk about him behind his back and say things about him to other people. He eventually learned about it and my parents put him into a different elementary school and he started to draw more. Gerard and I went to different elementary schools, he changed a bit because I noticed that he was quieter because no one really talked to him. And that continued until he was in middle school, he tried many different things to get people to talk to him. But people still bullied him, only this time it was physical. Like punching and hitting him and they called him names. That's where he really changed he almost never went to school, never talked and basically never left his room. I went to talk to him sometimes and he would talk to me and tell me things, it was hard for him to do that, but I never noticed a difference in the way he talked to me, so I assumed everything was fine. When I went into his room I would see drawings and papers everywhere. Fast forward to high school. He didn't have many friends only like one or two. He kept drawing and drawing and still wasn't really going to school all that much. The physical bullying stopped but they would still say things to him and call him names. It wasn't until I was a freshman and he was a senior in high school that I knew the severity of the bullying toward him when I had witnessed it myself. But it stopped bothering him
suddenly one day when he started to date one of his "only" friends. That's when he told me he was gay, I was freaked out at first but I learned to accept that and he told me that he was dating a friend that was too. They didn't date very long but when they were that's the happiest I have ever seen him in a long time. He would talk to me and our parents more and he would go out more and do normal person of that age stuff. Then they broke up and he fell back into his old self. He was focused on his art again and that's when he decided give in and go to an art school in Manhattan to have a new start. But for me I felt bad for him and I couldn't do anything about it so I didn't really mention it or talk about anything to him. Well that's a some what of a brief explanation of Gerard's younger years.

*end flashback*

When Frank told me about Gerard's depression and cutting a few month ago I realized that it's the times when middle and high school when it happened and I was oblivious to it all. I felt bad that Gerard had to go through that and he didn't tell me. We told each other everything. And something like that I guess you don't want anyone to know about.

I mean looking back it makes a lot of sense now and I missed all the signs of it. And I I'm mad at myself mostly cause I know I could've helped him and maybe he wouldn't been so bad.

Then when I visited him and told him about Frank several months ago I really wanted to help him be happy. He was at his happiest when he was dating in high school, and I knew Frank would make a good match for him since he and I were friends and I knew him for years. But the fact that he told me that he was gay, we had a weird barrier that I was afraid of ever mentioning to him, he knew I had a brother but he didn't know anything about Gerard, until I told him that he was gay then he seemed a bit more into wanting to meet him.

So that's when I arranged everything. And I haven't seem Gerard so happy and content with life and himself since he met Frank, I'm so proud of him. They are both so in love with each other and I know that as long as they are together, their lives will be amazing.

Notes

Sorry it took me so long to update I had to write a new chapter and an idea I kept deleting it. Anyway I hope you all like this chapter enjoy! =)