I constantly thank you

Gerard's POV
"Time to wake up" I hear coming from behind the door. I grunt trying to open my eyes. Suddenly a small figure is over me. "Come on Gee time to wake up!" My eyes open and I see Mikey with a huge smile on his face. "What's with the smile Mikey?" I ask while I smile as well. "Mom and Dad are still asleep, so we have enough time to get food from the kitchen!" Mom and Dad don't feed us when they start fighting. We sometimes go days without eating. Mikey backs away from my bed so I can get up. We sneak out of the basement where my room is. And head to the kitchen. When we got to the kitchen we searched for food. I heard something fall to the floor and I jerked around and saw that Dad was there watching what we were doing. Dad yells at us "What the fuck do you think you're doing!" I turned my head to see Mikey was starting to tear up. I walked over to him to comfort him, but Dad took a swing at Mikey. "MIKEY!!!!" I screamed from the top of my lungs as my eyes started to water. I saw his head hit the counter Mikey is on the floor with a pool of blood around him. "How could you do this! To your own fucking son!" I grabbed the car keys luckily I was 18 I carried Mikey to the car. I put Mikey in the back seat. I ran back inside grabbed some blankets and some bandages to stop the blood. Dad was running after me yelling "Let him die! It would be one less mistake I would live with!" My eyes were filled with anger and misery. I flipped him off and pulled out of the driveway. The hospital wasn't far from here and I was grateful for that. Luckily traffic was light. I pull up to the hospital and slam my door quickly and going to the back seat an pulling Mikey out. His head was gushing out more blood and I almost fell to the floor due to seeing my baby brother in pain. A nurse from inside the hospital saw me carrying my brother and she ran out and helped me bring him to the emergency room. When we got there she was panicking she kept asking me questions. "What happened to him?!" "How old are you?!" "Should we call your parents?!" I didn't want to answer her. I was still bawling. My eyes were red, my nose was red and my eyeliner messy from waking this morning. After she repeated "Should we call your parents?!" I yelled "NO!" she nodded and went back to get other nurses to treat Mikey with her. By the time the nurses came Mikey open his eyes. A smile as wide as the Grinch was on my face. I wanted to go hug him, but the nurse told me to stay back for a minute. "Gee?..." His voice cracked. He put a smile on his face when he turned around to see if they're parents are here. I get closer to him and I whisper to him "Mikey...it's okay...I am here for you and always will be." Tears were running down my face. Mikey noticed and wiped them away. The nurse told me to leave the room so they can stitch up his head. After a few hours I peaked through the window and saw that he was sleeping. The nurse walked out looking a bit worried. I felt my heart go to my mouth and I was feeling sick. "U-u-um." She stuttered. Tears filled my eyes again. "He lost a lot of blood and might not make it.." I fell to the floor on my knees. I wanted to die there. To the thought of loosing my baby brother.

Notes

This is my first story I hope you enjoyed in and yessss a cliffhanger! and sorry that the first chapter is tragic.