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Constellations

A mind so bitter


"When are you two pathetic little shits going to leave me alone?"
"Sorry...." Gerard mumbled as he looked to the darkness that fell down outside the window.
"Get your scrawny arses off to bed then!" Nick yelled, sliding down his chair and placing yet another empty beer bottle on the side table. A cigarette hung out of his mouth as he spoke.
"Aren't we going to have food though, like tea sir?" Mikey asked as he rose from the floor and helped Gerard up.
"I ain't feeding you! And don't even think about stealing any of my food. Now, get yourselves out of my sight!" He picked up another empty beer bottle from the floor and hurled it at the opposite wall near to Gerard and Mikey. They ducked as it smashed onto the wall and the brown glass shattered all over the floor.
"Come on Gee..." Mikey muttered, grabbing Gerard's wrist and dragging him from the room and up the glass stairs. As they entered Gerard's room, Mikey collapsed onto the bed and hid his face into the gentle white duvet that soaked up his tears as he cried softly into the covers.

"I just want to get out of here. Now!" Mikey sobbed.
"I know. I know." Agreed Gerard, nursing the arm that Nick had stamped on. He traced the blue outline of a bruise that was forming on his arm and peered at the bruise already painted onto his skin in the mirror. How had it come to this?

"We'll get out of here one day Mikes, I promise. If it's the last thing that we'll do."
"But I'm scared Gerard. And hungry." Mikey whined.
"I know. We'll get some food from the shop on the way to school tomorrow morning. I'm sorry I haven't been able to look after you Mikey. I'm a failure of a brother."
"You're not Gee. You try your best. Listen...." Mikey trailed off.
"What? What is it Mikes?"
"Um. Could I um, sleep in your room tonight Gee? I just don't think I'll be able to face the night alone."
"Of course..." Gerard assured, wrapping his arm around Mikey. "of course you can."
The huge double bed was warm and cosy and despite the circumstances the brothers fell asleep rather quickly; only a few tears staining the pillows.

Notes

Hi. Sorry I wrote this chapter and my phone deleted it again so I had to re-write it. Thank you for reading and I hope that this is okay. :) x
-Lou

Comments

Hi. I am not sure if anyone else is still here but I haven't updated in like a month because I haven't been able to log in so I made a new account. I wasn't sure on wether to continue this story on the new account or nah. If anyone sees this and has opinions on wether to continue then pls just say and I will. Thank you. :)
-Lou

@Gee'sCLUELESSgirl!
Your song's not shit. I like it.
Thank you. :) xxx

"Can Cris get hit by a bus,
can Cris get hit by a bus,
oh please, oh please, oh pretty pretty please,
can Cris get hit by a bus."


ok, so my song writing's pretty shit...but I love this chapter.
xxx

@Gee'sCLUELESSgirl!
Ah! Thank you so much!
(Okay, that's probably my favourite song so far) :) xxx

I'm loving this fic, I can't wait for more!

"Gee's got a crush
on little Frankie Doodle,
Maybe they can kiss
and then go out for noodles."

xxx