No Coffee For Gee ~rewritten~

"Dear Gerard,

Hey Gee, been a long time huh? So I was trying to decide what to say in this letter. The first time I wrote it I just kept saying I'm sorry over and over again, but it looked stupid and with the tear stains too. Then I did it again, but it was too wordy and full of bullshit. They say third time is the charm right? So here we go.

I'm sorry for everything that I did to you and put you through. I'm not going to lie though. You were my first love and my first heartbreak. Still, that did not give me the right to treat you or Frank like shit. It didn't give me an excuse to betray the trust that we had either. The alcohol and drugs were not an excuse. The fuck up was all mine.

I don't know if you cared, or care now, but I went away to a rehab camp that my friend Pete told me about. He is the one that saved me from doing something really stupid and yes, it was that. I know we swore that we would always be there for each other when we felt like that, but I could not turn to you after what I did.

I have been in the program for three months and completed it with 100% sobriety. I will be home in time for the first day of school.

I understand if you do not want to ever speak to me again. The same with Frank, who got his own letter. I just want you to know that I care about you, I love you, and I will always be your friend.

Love,

Patrick

Gee read the letter for the eighteenth time since he'd received it two weeks ago. His friend had been hurting that bad, and Gee hadn't even known about it. He felt awful. He wanted to run right up to Patrick tomorrow when he went back to school, and hug him as tight as he could, but he wasn't sure that would be welcomed.
Patrick had said in the letter that he loves him still, and will always be his friend, but Gee was scared that he'd just fuck things up again, like he always does.

He was looking forward to returning to school and seeing all his friends, but he was worried too, because Mikey was starting this year, and he had been a particularly nasty little shit during the summer, and had promised to make Gee's life a living Hell when he joined the High School.

There was one ray of light though...Bob wouldn't be there.
Bob had gotten into big trouble a couple of weeks ago with the cops, and his dad was sending him to a military academy for troubled youth, or something.
Whatever. Gee was just happy he wasn't getting beaten up any more.

Tucking Patrick's letter into his secret hiding spot, Gee yawned and snuggled down in his bed before reaching over and clicking off his lamp.
Tomorrow was going to be a big day, but whether it would be good or bad, was yet to be seen.

(Time passes)

Gee woke up to his annoying alarm clock and slammed his hand down on it before huffing and crawling out of bed.
Grabbing his toothbrush and towel, he headed out to the bathroom. Of course, just his luck, Mikey was exiting the room as he approached it.
Gee lowered his head and pressed his back to the wall.

"Hey Gee. Ready for the first day of hell?"

Gee swallowed harshly, eyes glued to the faded carpet.

"You had a year to enjoy yourself, but now you are mine again."

Mikey ran a finger down Gee's chest.

"No he's mine and you don't get to touch."

Frankie was coming up the stairs.

Gee looked up slightly through his hair. He was trembling, and couldn't really find the strength to smile right now.

"You can have him."

Mikey pushed Gee hard and walked back to his room.

Gee slumped, the first tears of a new school year tracing down his cheeks.

"I'm gonna shower."

He turned and disappeared into the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind himself.

"Gee."

Frankie sighed and went to wait in Gee's room for him to finish.

(time passes)

Gee stepped out of the slightly too hot shower and started to dry off. The mirror was completely fogged up; that was the point of having the water so hot, so he couldn't see himself.
Once he was dry, he wrapped his damp towel around his waist and left the room.
His dad was stood right outside the door with his arms crossed and an angry look on his face.
Gee froze, eyes wide.

"Gerard...I wanted to talk to you about Michael. It is his first year in your high school and I want you to make sure he gets to all of his classes on time."

"Yes s-sir."

Gee whispered out, hands shaking.

"He would have had Bob, but you know how that went. Shame too, he was a nice well mannered boy, but I guess that shows that you can never judge a book by it's cover. Let that be a lesson to you son that you can't trust everyone."

"He...um."

Gee stuttered quietly, but couldn't get his words out.

"Father, you need to let Gerard get dressed or we will be late."

Mikey walked out of his room and headed down stairs.

"He's right. Off you go son."

"Y-yes sir."

Gee walked quickly past his dad toward his room. His legs were shaking as he entered to find Frankie sat cross legged on his bed.

"Gee, you okay?"

Gee nodded and walked to his closet in silence. He pulled out his black skinnies and a plain black shirt.

"Baby?"

Frankie walked up behind him and hugged him.

"Talk to me please?"

"I'm ok."

Gee murmured.

"Dad just..."

He shivered, then shook his head.

"I'm ok."

Frankie was not having this. He pulled Gee gently so that he had turned around.

"Gee, we are not going to start the new year like this. You know you have friends now who care about you, and Patrick is coming back, and...you have me. You are not alone anymore and you don't have to go through this alone either."

Gee sighed, dropping his head to hide in his hair. He knew all that, but his dad always had this effect on him.

"I know."

He buried his head in Frank's shoulder and just let himself be held. He ignored the fact that he was still naked, and that his towel had just come undone and fallen to the floor.

While Frankie loved every part of Gee, including his body, this moment was about his fragile heart.

"Come on Gee, let's get you dressed."

Frankie walked his boyfriend to the bed. He sat him down and then went and pulled out some clothing for him. He helped him put his simple pair of white lace panties on and then eased him into a pair of his favorite jeans. Then he grabbed one of the shirts that he had bought for Gee on one of their mall trips. He slipped it over his head. Frankie then grabbed a brush and the styling gel and did his boyfriend's hair. He made him look up as he carefully did his eyeliner and then gently smudged it with his thumb. He smiled at his handy work.

"At least we will get to school with little incident since it was Bob that used to really physically hurt you...oh and this."

Frankie walked to Gee's desk and picked up a cup.

"It's never too early for pumpkin lattes."

Gee's eyes lit up as he made grabby hands.

"Coffee coffee coffee."

"Ah ah ah..."

Frankie pulled the cup back.

"...you know the rules. You have to pay for it first."

Gee pouted, his bottom lip sticking out, but a twinkle in his eye.

"What will it cost today?"

He asked sweetly, eyelashes fluttering.

"How about...a sweet kiss from the lips of the sweetest boy I know."

Gee giggled, then stood up and stepped toward Frankie.

"That's a fair price."

He leaned in and gently pressed his lips to his boyfriend's.

"Mmmm sweet as sugar baby."

Gee smiled shyly as his cheeks flushed.

"Coffee now?"

"Yes Gee coffee now."

Gee grinned, taking the cup from Frankie's hand, then gave him another soft kiss, this time on the cheek, before taking a big sip of his drink and moaning slightly at how good it was.

"Gee, if we don't get going now, I'm going to get going...on you."

Frankie raised his eyebrows playfully.

Gee blushed scarlet. He wanted to say he was in no rush, and see what Frankie would do, but he chickened out.

"Ok Frankie."

He wanted to do more than kiss, but he'd decided already that he would wait...at least until Halloween.

"Let's go."

(time passes)

"I can't do this."

Patrick was shaking. He was having trouble breathing. He was going to pass out.

"Calm down baby boy."

Pete wrapped his arms around Patrick's waist and pulled him in close, gently kissing his nose.

"I'm with you. You'll be ok."

Patrick tried to take a deep breath.

"What if he still hates me? What if he doesn't forgive me?"

Patrick looked down.

"I still love him...I mean...you know...not the way I..., but yeah."

"Not possible."

Pete shook his head defiantly.

"No one could hate you for more than a second, and if he does, then he's an idiot."

He squeezed Patrick to him.

"Oh and baby boy? I love you too."

Patrick blushed. Pete had been with him every step of the way. He had grown from a friend to much more and has a special place in his heart.

"You won't let go right?"

"Not for a second."

"Okay, let's go."

Patrick opened the door taking a deep breath and stepped out into the morning light.

(time passes)

Gee had managed to drink just over two thirds of his flavoured coffee before Mikey had "accidentally" knocked it from his hand, and all over the carpet in the front hall.
Of course, his dad didn't see as Mikey did it, but he did see the resulting mess.

Now, as Gee had been shouted at and made to clean up the mess, the three teens were running late, and weren't surprised to arrive just after the bell for homeroom had rung.
Gee pointed Mikey in the direction of the office, then headed the other way with his hand in Frankie's.
Gee wanted to see Patrick, but he guessed that would have to wait.

(time passes)

Patrick was both upset and relieved that the first three classes he had with neither Frankie or Gee. Now he walked into his fourth period and there by the window was Gee.

Gee had his head on his desk as he doodled on the corner of his notebook. He didn't see Patrick approach.

"H-H-Hey G-G-Geee?"

Gee looked up slowly, his pencil stilling.

"H-hi. How...how are you?"

He had never been scared to talk to Patrick before.

"G-G-Good, you-u-u?"

Patrick was stuttering so badly.

Gee nodded.

"I'm ok."

Silence fell for a moment between them, then Gee moved his bag off of the seat next to him.

"Do you...do you wanna sit here?"

"C-Can we p-p..."

"Alright ladies and gentlemen, we will be seating you in alphabetical order."

Patrick's heart sank. There was no way that he was near Gee now. One by one the students took their seats.

"Carmen Sevant you sit in the fourth seat of the third row and Patrick Stump, you...oh, you can sit right where you are."

Patrick looked relieved as he sat down.

Gee smiled softly at him.

"You...you look well."

He didn't say "better than the last time I saw you", but his meaning was obvious.

"I feel better. I really needed to get away and realise how stupid I was being.

"I wanted to say I was sorry. I should've seen how bad things were. I should've been there."

Gee looked down at his hands, his hair falling in his face.

"Hey."

Patrick laid a hand on Gee's shoulder.

"You can't take all the blame. Gee, we are still kids. Shit, we are not even 16 yet. We are going to make mistakes. I just had to learn that the hard way."

"Gerald Way?"

Patrick rolled his eyes.

"It's Gerard Sir."

"Right, well you need to move one desk up."

Patrick looked around. There were no more students standing.

"Wait...who sits here?"

"That would probably be me."

Pete smirked as he stepped into view from the doorway.

Gee looked at the boy he'd never seen before, and saw him wink at Patrick. He looked at Patrick, and saw him blush and smile in response.
Picking up his things, he moved silently to the other desk.

"Ah Mr. Wentz, will you always be fashionably late to class?"

"Sorry sir. I had to get my schedule and stuff from the office."

"Well you can take the seat that...Gerard vacated."

Patrick smiled to hear the teacher say Gee's name correctly. He reached out and touched his shoulder.

Gee jumped slightly and turned around to look at Patrick. He gave a small smile, that slipped a little as Pete dropped into the seat next to Pat.

"Hi. I'm Pete."

"Gee."

Gee mumbled, accepting Pete's outstretched hand before turning back to the front of the class.

"Gee, Pete is the one that showed me how to get help. He also reminded me how important you are to me."

Patrick wanted Gee and Pete to get along so much. He didn't want to have to choose between them.

Gee hid in his hair as he looked back at them again.

"I'm g-glad he h-had you."

He stuttered, sheepishly.

"I hope we can be friends Gee."

Pete grinned.

"From what Patty tells me, you're a pretty cool guy to know."

Gee blushed slightly, his head dropping a little as he shook it.

"I'm n-nothing sp-special."

Patrick felt his heart break that Gee felt this way. He was not making everything better, he was ruining it. He never should have said anything. Patrick rose to leave, but felt Pete grab his hand. He looked over with tears welling up and saw Pete shaking his head.

Pete pulled Patrick back into his seat, gently squeezing his hand before addressing Gee again.

"Hey. Why don't we all hang out at lunch? Make it like a...double date?"

"D-D-Do you have lunch with F-F-F-Frankkki..."

Patrick stopped himself from using Frank's nick name. He felt like he had no right.

Gee nodded. He still hadn't emerged from his hair. He liked having it long again. He'd missed being able to hide when he had it cut short.

"Yeah."

He looked down even more.

"M-Mikey too, I think."

"Mikey."

Patrick thought about how he had abandoned Gee to Mikey and Bob when he left. he was so wrapped up in getting himself better, he left Gee to get picked on and worse.

"I can't. I just can't!"

Patrick ran out of the classroom.

"Where is Mr. Stump going?"

Pete leaned forward.

"Gee. Go after him."

"But you're his..."

"Just go silly. He needs you right now, not me."

Gee hesitated then nodded and stood up, heading for the door.

"I'll...I'll get him sir."

"Be quick about it, you will both still be responsible for what you miss in the lesson."

"Sir, it's only the first day of school."

Some kid at the front moaned. The teacher rolled his eyes.

Gee slipped out and looked around. There was a boy's bathroom at the end of the corridor, and he was pretty sure that was where he'd find his friend... Was he still his friend?
When he reached the toilets, he opened the door and stepped inside.

"P-Patrick? Are you...are you here?"

The sound of throwing up echoed in the small room, bouncing off the metal stalls.

"Patrick."

Gee went to the last cubicle in the row and tried the door. Of course it was locked.

"Patrick, open the door."

Patrick freaked out and felt more of his little breakfast come up. His stomach was hurting so badly.

"Fuck."

Gee muttered, digging in his pocket and pulling out a quarter. He made quick work of jimmying the lock, then opening the door and stepping inside. He closed the door behind himself, then sank to his knees behind Patrick, placing a hand on his back and rubbing soothing circles there.

"Easy Patrick. You're gonna turn yourself inside out if you keep on like that."

Patrick just groaned.

"Patrick? Please talk to me."

"I think it's kind of hard to talk when your head's in a toilet Gee."

Gee chuckled.

"Yeah, I know."

He swallowed, remembering doing the same thing himself. He shook his head, dismissing the memories.

"It can't smell great in there either. Why don't we get you cleaned up, yeah?"

Patrick allowed himself to be pulled up. He knew he looked horrible.

Gee smiled slightly at him as he grabbed a handful of tissue and wiped around Patrick's mouth.
He dumped the tissue and flushed the toilet then pulled Patrick up onto his feet, and over to the sinks.
He turned on the cold water.

"Here, wash your face."

Patrick trembled a little as he splashed water on his face.

Gee grabbed a couple of paper hand towels and passed them over.

"Dry up, then we can talk."

Patrick took the towels, but he didn't dry his face. He just stood there shaking with them crumpled in his hands.

Gee watched him for a moment then grabbed more towels and dried his face for him.

"There now, that's better."

He smiled softly.

"Now, why exactly are we in this shithole, pun totally intended, instead of in class with your cute ass boyfriend? Hmmm?"

He smirked.

Patrick looked up at Gee and just broke down. He cried for how he abandoned him and Frankie.

"Shhh...it's ok. Everything's gonna be ok."

Gee cooed, his arms wrapping around Patrick and pulling him in against his chest.

"We'll both get through whatever's thrown at us..."

He lifted Patrick's chin to look in his red-rimmed eyes.

"And you know why?"

"Why?"

"Cos we're best friends, and we'll always have eachother's backs..."

Gee got suddenly nervous again, looking down.

"If...if you want to be friends still, that is."

"Yes please. I need you Gee, you and Frankie and Pete and..."

"And you have us."

Patrick heard another voice behind him.

Gee looked up, tears in his eyes and a small smile on his lips.

"Hi Frankie, why aren't you in class?"

"Something told me to go take a piss."

"Ewww. TMI Frankie."

Gee giggled slightly.

"No. In case you didn't realise it, the bell rang. I met this hyper guy outside and I saw that he was holding yours and Patrick's back packs."

Gee smirked.

"I'm guessing you met Pete."

"Yeah."

Patrick stood up with Gee's help.

"I'm not sure I can eat lunch after that."

Gee kept an arm around Patrick's waist as they left the room.

"You need to eat something Patrick."

He said, gently passing him into Pete's arms as Frankie slipped an arm around his waist.

"Gee's right baby boy. You have to eat."

Pete gave Patrick a look that didn't go unnoticed by Gee.

"Maybe I can have something simple, like a fruit salad?"

Pete kissed his cheek.

"That'll do babe."

He grinned.

The four of them made their way to the cafeteria.

(time passes)

Mikey didn't remember school being this hard. He didn't have any classes that his friends were in and he missed Bob. He was pushed around by a few seniors with his skinny size making it easy. Now he was putting his stuff in his locker excitedly. It was lunch and he knew he would see Gee. Finally he would have some fun.

(time passes)

Gee was sat at the table that he, Frankie and Patrick had claimed as their own last year. There was more than just the three of them now though, there was also Pete, who had his arm around Patrick's shoulders as he waxed lyrical about the mystery meat they were serving today, Jeremy and Jonathan, twins who spent more time in the drama department than the drama teachers, and Hayley, their token female friend who could never decide what colour her hair would be, one week to the next.

Frankie had one hand on Gee's left thigh as he laughed at Pete's poetic interpretation of the school's idea of food.
Gee was happy. He had his friends around him, and he was actually feeling pretty good right now. That was until he looked to his right and saw Mikey enter the cafeteria.
Gee's mood shifted dramatically, his head dropped, and the laughter died on his lips.

Gee's new friends had heard of Mikey of course, but they'd not witnessed his cruelty first hand. Gee was scared, cos what if they took Mikey's side and started laughing at him? What if they decided Mikey was more fun to hang out with, and left him?

Gee was shaking now.

Mikey looked around and saw his brother and his loser friend...wait, when did Patrick get back, and who is the guy next to him? Mikey also saw quite a few people sitting with Gee and then three more walked over. This moment of humiliation might be better than he thought it would.

"Gee Gee Gee, did you see did you see?"

Alex, who was elected the head of drama last year bounced up to Gee.

Gee looked up slightly.

"See w-what?"

He stuttered quietly.

"You won the drama lottery from last year! The class picked you play for the Winter Festival!"

"Hey man, you okay Gee?"

Taylor, the girl Alex was in love with and confided in Gerard that she likes him, but they hadn't told each other yet, put her hand on his shoulder.

"You're shaking like a leaf."

"Uh y-yeah. I'm j-just a bit c-cold."

Gee smiled weakly, trying to reassure her.

"Awww poor baby."

Taylor hugged Gee tightly.

"Frankie, you need to keep this boy warm at night."

Frank chuckled.

"Oh I do, believe me."

Everyone laughed at the table including Patrick. He didn't feel any jealousy for either Gee or Frankie. He was happy for both of them. Patrick snuggled into Pete more and sighed.

Gee blushed red. He wasn't keen on the details of his and Frankie's relationship being broadcast to the whole school, or even their little group, and it was even more mortifying right now, as Mikey was in earshot, and was bound to say something.

He pressed himself into Frankie's side, trembling more by the second as Mikey approached.

Frankie looked over and saw Mikey and understood why Gee was trembling. Mikey walked over and leaned on the table. He looked at Gee and cleared his throat.

"Gerard, you were supposed to wait for me at my locker. Father told you it was your job to take care of me today."

"Who are you?"

Alex looked at the new boy curiously.

"I'm Gerard's little brother Michael, but you can call me Mikey."

Gee could feel his heart racing fast, and his breathing becoming ragged. This was really happening. It wasn't the nightmare he'd been having about this day for the last two weeks.

"S-sorry Mikey."

He stuttered in little more than a whisper, his eyes glued to the floor as he hid in his hair.

"You don't need to apologise Gee..."

Pete jumped in.

"It was my fault he wasn't there..."

He turned a bright but challenging smile toward Mikey.

"I distracted him and dragged him here. Right Gee?"

Pete was standing up for him? They'd only known each other for less than an hour.
Gee realised that Patrick must've told him about Mikey.

"Err yeah. Right."

He mumbled.

"Oh, and who are you? You seem awfully close to Stumped here. Speaking of, welcome back Stumped. I see you managed not to kill yourself, better luck next time right? Hey let's drink to that!"

Pete stood up sharply and stepped toward Mikey.

"Now..."

He began, keeping his voice even and calm, but with a certain edge that was hard to miss.

"I understand that you are a little shit with no friends, bad hair and a small dick..."

A murmur of laughter went around the table.

"And while that all could be considered a good reason for being bitter and twisted, and for your obvious jealousy toward your brother, I don't think it gives you the right to say what you just did to my boyfriend."

He let that sink in for a moment.

"And I think you should apologise. What do you think guys?"

He looked around the table.

Gee was speechless. He'd never heard anyone talk to Mikey like that before, apart from Frankie.

Mikey held his ground outwardly, bu inwardly he was bothered. Everyone always sided with him when he made fun of Gee or any of his friends.

"Whatever, I'm going to get food. Gerard give me money."

Mikey held his hand out.

Gee reached into his pocket. It was an automatic response, and one he never thought to question.

Mikey snatched the money from him and walked off without another word.

"Dude, are you really related to him?"

Alex looked at Gee.

Gee dropped his eyes to the table and pushed his half eaten sandwich away.

"I've lost my appetite."

Mikey returned carrying a taco salad. He walked so that he was heading to the table to take a small opening that was across from Gee. As he got close he "tripped" and spilled the whole salad all over his brother.

"Oh man, clumsy me."

Mikey laughed looking at the pathetic mess that was his brother.

"That's fucking it!"

Frank shot up and punched Mikey in the face.

Gee was up and running a second later. Straight out of the cafeteria.

"Frank. You better go after him."

Pete suggested, pulling his newly made friend back, and stopping him from hitting Mikey again.

"I'm going too."

Patrick got up and kissed Pete's cheek.

"Come on Frankie!"

Patrick took Frankie's hand and they ran after Gee.

Gee was standing in the bathroom trying to wash sour cream out of his hair at the tiny sink. His eyes were red, but he wasn't crying. He was angry.
He looked up as the door opened. If it had been anyone other than who it was, he would've probably screamed at them to get out.
He looked at Frankie and Patrick blankly for a second then went back to his sticky mess of hair.

"Here, let us help you."

Frankie and Patrick both flanked Gee and moved his hands. They tried to the get the mess out, but it was too much.

"Frank, you should take him to the gym."

"Yeah, that's a good idea, he can put on his gym clothes for the rest of the day too."

"Fuck."

Gee groaned in defeat, letting himself be pulled gently out of the bathroom.

"I only have my volleyball uniform here today."

He'd joined the team after discovering that he was actually rather good at the game. He liked the uniform, but that didn't mean he wanted to be seen off the court in it.

"It's better than smelling like Taco Tuesday Gee."

Gee sighed.

"I guess. But I'm not looking forward to bumping into Mikey in that thing."

Frankie growled.

"Someone needs to put that little shit in his place."

"Yeah..."

Gee looked down.

"Maybe."

"No Gee, no maybe. What Mikey did was just plain mean."

Patrick sniffed.

"I can't believe he said that to me."

Gee smacked himself in the head.

"Shit Patrick. I'm stressing over sour cream and wearing a dress in public, and Mikey said...that."
He grabbed Patrick and pulled him into a hug.

"I'm sorry."

He looked down and giggled after a moment.

"Guess we're both wearing our gym clothes now, huh?"

There was sour cream all over the front of Patrick's shirt.

"Ugh...gross!"

Frankie laughed at them both and then pulled Gee in for a hug.

"There, now let's see Mikey fuck with all three of us."

Patrick laughed as they left the bathroom for the gym.

(time passes)

"Yes yes yes!"

Frankie shouted as the last bell rang and he ran out of his class with Patrick in tow.

"Come on, we have to meet Pete and Gee by the drama class!"

"I still can't get over it Gee."

Pete marvelled at Gee's legs in his volleyball dress.

"You could pass. You know that, right?"

He grinned.
Gee blushed and shoved his shoulder.

"Stop it Pete."

He whined, though he actually didn't mind the attention he'd gotten wearing it.
It had almost all been positive, though he was yet to see Mikey, and he wasn't looking forward to that little slice of Hell.

"Hey hey Way, lookin good today!"

Alex and the rest of the drama club strolled up.

"So, how does it feel to get the lead?"

"Amazing!"

Gee declared excitedly.

"I can't wait to tell Frankie."

"Tell me what baby?"

Patrick and Frankie arrived and Patrick let go of Frankie's hand and walked up to Pete.

"Did you miss me?"

"Every second."

Patrick blushed and kissed Pete's cheek.

"So what's the good news?"

"That Gee got the lead."

Pete said like a proud parent. Gee blushed.

"It's not that big a deal."

He tried to play it down, nervously playing with the hem of his dress.

"Oh stop being modest Gee. You are perfect for the part."

"Is anyone going to tell us what the play Gee chose is?"

Patrick was not there in June so he would not know.

"We're doing Grease."

Pete grinned.

"I'm playing Danny."

"Wait...so Gee is playing..."

Gee blushed pink, looking at the floor like it held the meaning of life or something.

"Sandy."

He said quietly, waiting for the laughter and name calling to begin.

"I can't wait to see him in those skin tight leather pants."

Alex looked over at Max and Max shrugged.

"What, he has a great ass, right Iero?"

Frank couldn't help, but smile.

"Yeah he does."

"Y-you don't think it's w-weird?"

"Why would we think that Gee? You are an amazing actor and everyone knows that boys used to play girls parts."

The whole club nodded.

"But...but everyone will see me in a skirt."

He looked down at himself and laughed slightly.

"Well I guess that cat's out of the bag now anyway."

"Yeah, but Sandy's skirts are like long poodle skirts and shit. Besides, this hardly counts as a skirt, you got shorts under it."

Alex playfully lifted the skirt to show the matching tan shorts underneath. Taylor squawked and hit him.

"Alex!"

"What?"

Everyone laughed good-naturedly. Those two were so meant for each other.

Gee blushed deeply, pushing his dress back down.

"Yeah, but it could be a full length gown, or a mini skirt... I'm still gonna get shit from Mikey, and...and dad."

His mood dropped to the floor, where his eyes had now returned.

"Fuck them both Gee, you shouldn't have to put up with those assholes."

"Put up with what assholes Frankie?"

Patrick looked up and saw Mikey. He saw the face he made when he saw his brother. Before anyone could blink he took out his phone and took a pic of Gee.

"Thanks Gee, this will make a great background for my facebook."

Gee sniffed and turned away. He couldn't handle any more of Mikey today.

"I gotta pee."

He walked off toward the bathrooms.

"No Gee."

Frankie grabbed Gee's wrist gently, but firmly.

"This ends today."

"Ends!?"

Gee said in disbelief, turning to face his boyfriend.

"This won't end. He's my brother, and no matter what I say or do, or what you say or do...he will always be my brother, and he'll always hate me."

Gee took a breath as his anger drained to leave despair in its wake. His voice and eyes dropped.

"And even if by some miracle he stops treating me like dirt, there's still my dad, and he'll never stop."

Tears slipped from his eyes as he tried to pull away.

"What's wrong Frankie?"

Frankie looked at all the friends that Gee had made over the year. He knew they would protect the fragile young man too.

"Get his phone."

Frankie pointed to Mikey.

Alex and Max turned and Mikey took a step back.

"Frank, call off your dogs or I'll tell my father!"

"You're father already hates me Mikey, that shit won't work on me."

Pete may be short, but he's faster than he looks. He was on Mikey in a second, and pulling the phone from his hand the next.

"Got it."

"Hey!"

Alex took it from Pete and handed it to Frankie. Frankie went in and started to delete the pics.

"No! Give it back!"

Mikey started to shake and try to pull away from the boys holding him.

"I'll give it back after I..."

Frankie stopped speaking and just looked at the phone.

"Gee...look at this."

Frankie showed Gee the phone.

Gee's eyes went wide.
There were no less than a hundred screenshots from porn, and several saved videos too.
Of course, this being a teenage boy's phone, that wasn't so surprising. What was shocking as Gee scanned through the files, his face growing redder by the second, was that these were all male porn.

He slowly looked up.

"Mikey?"

Mikey looked up with tears in his eyes. He broke free and ran off.

Gee sighed. He looked at Frankie.

"I better talk to him."

"You sure you're gonna be okay Gee?"

Gee nodded.

"He may be a little shit, but he's still my brother, and I think he might need me for the first time in his life right now."

He softly kissed Frankie's lips, then turned and ran off after Mikey. He was pretty sure he knew where to find him, the same place most kids hid from their troubles. The bathroom.

When he pushed open the door, he knew he'd been right, as he could distinctly hear crying coming from the stall at the end.

"Mikey? Do you wanna talk?"

"F-F-Fuck off!"

Gee walked over to the stall and leaned next to the wall outside.

"I'm not going anywhere Mikey. You may as well open the door and talk to me."

"J-J-Just go back to your st-t-tupid boyfriend."

"Mikey."

Gee sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"I can't make you talk to me...I can't make you do shit, but you know that I'll understand, and I won't judge."

He stood up straight.

"You know how to find me if you want to talk about...anything."

He headed toward the door.

Mikey started to cry again.

Gee stopped in his tracks. After everything Mikey had done to him over the years, he should just walk away. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he turned around.

"Please Mikey. I just wanna help."

"You can't even h-h-help yourself, how are y-y-you gonna help me?"

Gee faltered. Mikey was right. He couldn't help himself.

"Fine. I'll see you later."

He turned again to leave, feeling his own tears brim his eyes.

When Gee walked out the door Patrick was standing there.

"Gee, you gotta see this."

Patrick opened Mikey's phone and showed him pics that were in a separate folder. They were all of Bob.

"Gee, these are too carefully taken to be just friends...at least on one end."

Gee screwed his eyes shut, letting a few tears fall. He took the phone, smiled softly at Patrick, then went back inside.

"You like Bob."

He said quietly.

"Did he know?"

Mikey didn't say anything, Just sniffed.

"Either that's a 'Yes he knew but didn't feel the same', or a 'No, he had no idea'. So which is it?"

Mikey went from sniffing to making strange noises and then he was throwing up.

"Fuck."

Gee muttered before pulling a quarter out of his bag and opening the stall door.

"I know you don't want me here..."

He said as he entered and placed a hand on his brother's back, rubbing gently.

"But I'm not leaving til I know you're ok."

Mikey shuddered under Gee's hand.

"Easy Mikey."

Gee soothed.

"Why don't you h-h-hate me?"

"I n-never hated you Mikey."

Gee kept his voice low.

"I...I guess I was afraid of you."

"A-Afraid?"

Mikey's voice echoed inside the porcelain.

Gee leaned his shoulder against the side of the stall, but kept his hand on Mikey's back.

"Yeah. You were always stronger than me, and I knew that if your verbal and emotional abuse ever turned physical..."

He shuddered.

"I was always more scared of you than Bob."

Mikey slowly lifted his face up.

Gee withdrew his hand nervously, his eyes dropping to the floor.

"You're gonna flush my head in the toilet now, aren't you."

He shrunk back, suddenly realising that he was trapped.

Mikey started to get up. He pushed past Gee and left the stall.

Gee chewed at his bottom lip as he stepped out after him.

"I'll... I'll leave you a-alone."

He edged toward the door.

"D-D-Do you hate me?"

Gee shook his head.

"I told you I don't. You know I can't lie for shit."

"I-I-I don't hate you either."

"Huh. Yeah right."

Gee huffed, unconvinced. He studied his shoes.

Mikey sniffed and moved past Gee to the door.

Gee sighed deeply.

"Mikey?"

Mikey shivered as he felt Gee grab his wrist.

"Here."

Gee held out Mikey's phone to him.

"I don't know what was deleted, but...but Bob is still on there."

Mikey started crying. He missed Bob so much and for all the wrong reasons. Bob didn't even know he liked him.

Gee wanted to hug his brother, to comfort him, but there was too much bad behind them for him to feel confident enough to. Instead, he rested a hand gently on Mikey's arm, prepared to pull it back quickly if Mikey got mad.

"If you wanna talk, I swear I won't tell anyone what you said. Not even Frankie."

"Thanks Gee."

Mikey gave him a sad smile and then left the room.

Gee slumped against the wall, his heart racing and his hands shaking. Now that he was alone, it started to sink in that he'd just had his first ever civil conversation with his brother, and that pretty much scared him to death.
Before he even realised what was happening, he was leaned over the toilet, bringing up everything he'd eaten that day.
God, that bathroom had seen a lot of puke today.

"Oh man Gee."

Frankie ran in when Gee didn't come out right away. He grabbed some wet paper towels and moved over to Gee. He lifted his head a bit and gave the toliet a curtesty flush.

"You okay baby?"

Gee was shaking and quite incapable of speech right now.

Frankie held Gee quietly till he calmed down.

"I'm... I'm ok F-Frankie."

He eventually mumbled.

"Come on baby, let's get you home."

Frankie carefully lifted Gee up and carried him out of the bathroom.

"Is everything okay Frankie?"

"Yeah, Alex can you give us a ride home?"

"Sure, come on."

Frank followed Alex out to the parking lot.

"Can I come too?"

Mikey was standing there looking small and scared.

Gee nodded softly.

"Ok."

He said quietly, his head rested against Frankie's shoulder.

Frankie was not sure what happened between the brother's, but things seemed a bit different. He sat in the back seat with Gee, and Mikey climbed in the front. They all bucked up and then headed out.

(time passes)

Gee was curled up on his bed, earbuds in as he watched Netflix on his laptop. Frankie had gone home about half an hour ago, and Gee was reluctant to leave his room.
His dad was downstairs and seemed to be in a particularly foul mood, so he'd decided to stay in his room for the evening. He didn't hear his bedroom door open.

"Hey Gee."

Mikey shuffled at the doorway.

Gee's eyes were glued to an episode of Queer As Folk, the British version, and he didn't hear his brother with the sex scene playing in his ears.

"Gee?"

Mikey closed the door entering his brother's room quietly. He moved over to where the bed was and then gasped.

Stuart Alan Jones was fucking some little twink on the screen, and Gee was on the verge of pulling himself from his pyjama pants and jerking off when he realised he wasn't alone.

"Shit."

He squeaked, slamming the laptop shut, his eyes large as saucers.

"Sorry! I called your name, but you didn't...are you watching Queer as Folk?"

Gee nodded dumbly. He had no words. After a moment, he frowned.

"You know this show?"

"Uh...yeah, I uh, watched it with Bob a few times. He always had to use the bathroom when scenes like that came on."

Mikey rubbed his neck.

"Did you watch the UK version or the US?"

"US. There is another version?"

Gee nodded.

"Yeah. The U.K. version actually came out first. I have the whole series on here... if you wanted to watch?"

"Is it much different?"

Mikey moved closer to the bed and sat on the edge.

"It's more...explicit."

Gee blushed.

"Um...sure, I guess i could watch one episode...you know, just to see the difference."

"Cool. Actually, the first episode is the best. It has rimming and everything."

He opened the laptop up and quickly found episode 1.

"Rimming?"

Mikey squeaked.

Gee looked at him, suddenly realising that he might've crossed a line.

"Sorry I...I'll find a different episode if that's too much."

Mikey reached out and touched Gee's wrist.

"No! No, I mean it's stupid to start a series in the middle right? I'm sure i can handle it."

"You d-don't have to."

Gee stuttered nervously.

"I want to. Please Gee."

Gee took a breath and pressed play.

"Ok, don't say I didn't warn you."

"Wait."

Mikey went and shut the door and locked it. He then nudged Gee over and settled next to him on the bed against the head board. He took one of the ear buds and stuck it in his ear.

About ten minutes into the episode, Stuart, a 29 year old man had gotten Nathan, a 15 year old boy into his bed, and things were far more explicit than the US version would've allowed. Gee was pretty sure that this scene had been deleted from YouTube for legal reasons.

Mikey just stared at the screen. He was pretty sure that he had stopped breathing at some point.

"S-S-So that's r-r-rimming huh?"

Mikey was gripping the blankets at his side.

Gee nodded, his face red. He really wanted to jerk off right now, but that would be weird, right?

Mikey felt himself getting hard. He was wearing a pair of shorts since it was hot the first day and it did nothing to hide his growing erection.

Gee was having his own issues. His cock was stretching out his Hello Kitty panties, and his pj pants weren't concealing that at all.

"H-H-Hey Gee...maybe we better s-s-stop."

Gee turned concerned eyes toward Mikey.

"Why? Is this too much?"

"Um...I..."

Mikey groaned as the scene changed to something even more explict.

"Oh God!"

Mikey covered his erection, which was throbbing now. The new scene had a guy that reminded him of Bob.

Gee suddenly understood.

"Oh!"

He flushed pink, then giggled.

"Don't be embarrassed Mikey, I got hard too."

Mikey looked over and saw that Gerard was not lying.

"Oh."

"I mean we can stop it if you want, but I really like this episode, and, well, we're not kids. This is natural. Getting hard to stuff like this, I mean."

"So what do we do about it then?"

Mikey looked every bit like the little brother now.

Gee frowned slightly.

"You won't hit me if I make a suggestion?"

Mikey shook his head.

Gee hesitated a moment, trying to judge if Mikey was lying or not. He couldn't detect any falseness.

"We could always, you know, take care of our problems."

He suddenly realised how that sounded and rushed to correct himself.

"I mean you take care of yours and I take care of mine. Completely separate. Opposite sides of the bed, not looking at each other at all."

He was the colour of a ripe tomato now, and really wanted to go hide in his closet.

Mikey looked at Gee. Was he suggesting they jerked off together? Well no, not together together just...

"I..."

The scene escalated and Mikey groaned.

"Yeah, just please anything right now."

Mikey started to pull his shorts down.

Gee looked away, not wanting to see his little brother's cock. Instead, he slipped his hand inside his pyjamas and panties, and wrapped his fingers around his length, groaning slightly at the feeling.

Mikey hopped on the bed again and faced the lap top. He started to stroke himself slowly keeping his eyes on the screen.

Gee watched the men on the screen intently, but his mind strayed to thoughts of Frankie as his hand moved lazily on his cock.

Mikey heard Gee let out a little moan and relaxed a bit. He was afraid at first that Gee was trying to trick him to get back at him, but without even looking he knew that his brother was jerking himself too. Mikey closed his eyes and started to think about Bob.

Gee was still scared that Mikey was gonna laugh and call him a freak or something, but a small flick of his eyes to the side confirmed that they were on the same page. He swiped his thumb over the tip and shuddered.

Mikey was getting close, he could feel it. The sounds on the laptop were filtering into his ear and making he pump himself harder.

Gee dug his thumb into the slit. He normally needed to finger himself to get off properly, but this video was just too good.
He moaned a little louder than he intended, then blushed and mumbled out an apology.

"I-Its okay G-Gee."

Gee was nearly there, and didn't want to come in his panties so he pushed his pjs and panties down around his thighs as his breath started to get short and uneven.

Mikey was remembering Bob's arms around him as they slept in his bed after school. He felt warm and safe and...that was enough to make him start cumming.

Gee heard his brother and would deny it to the grave, but the sound sent him over the edge too.

"Oh, f-fuck."

He whimpered, spilling over his hand.

Mikey sat there panting in sync with Gee. He looked over and saw the box of tissues. He grabbed one and handed it to Gee.

"Here."

"Th-thanks."

Gee took the tissue and cleaned himself up before tossing the tissue in the bin by his bed, and tucking himself away.
He didn't know what to say or do now. Do they finish watching the episode? Or do they turn it off? Was it going to be weird between them?
Gee realised that things could be whatever they wanted them to be from now on. Today was the start of a new kind of brotherly relationship that he had never had before, he hoped Mikey felt the same.

"Mikey?"

"Yeah Gee?"

"We're good, right?"

Mikey finally looked up and gave Gee a small smile.

"Yeah, I think we are."

And then Mikey did the unthinkable. He hugged Gee for the first time in over nine years.

Gee froze, unsure what to do for a moment then slowly hugged back.
After a minute he giggled.

"As much as I love this little bonding moment we got going here Mikey.."

He pulled back slightly.

"We both just jerked off. Maybe we should go wash our hands?"

"Yeah, good idea."

Mikey slipped off the bed and put his shorts back on. He then held his hand out for Gee to take.

Gee smiled softly, taking his brother's hand and letting him lead him out of the room.

They walked to the bathroom together.

"After you Gee."

Gee smiled.

"This is gonna take some getting used to."

"How about we start with coffee?"

Gee grinned wide.

"You read my mind...brother."

"Yeah."

They went into the bathroom and Mikey shut the door.

Notes

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So we think there is only one chapter left of this, so we thought we'd give you a nice long chapter today. Hope you enjoy.

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