Gerard woke, the marrow in his bones as cold as the arctic in the middle of winter. He pulled himself up from the floor and peered at the mirror. In the darkness all he could see was his pale skin, and his sad eyes merging into the darkness that surrounded them.
'Oh great' Gee whispered to himself, wincing as he moved his hand over the bruise on his forehead and then down to the purple splodges that wrapped like a blanket around his arm, 'great for the first day of school.'

He walked over to the door to find that when he pushed the handle down that the door opened. He tried his best to make sure that the door would not creak or make a sound when he opened it and he tip-toed across the soft carpet until he reached the door of Mikeys room. The handle was freezing as Gerard placed his hand on it and slowly moved it downwards.
When he entered the room he saw Mikey, shivering in the corner of the room; five perfect red marks showing on his neck. He looked up at Gerard with no hope in his eyes and his head dropped to his hands with all feelings drained from him.

"I think we should probably get ready for school, Mikes." Gerard whispered, trying desperately to ignore the gut-retching feeling in his empty stomach that twisted and turned savagely.
"Okay."

In hardly anytime the two Way brothers were outside, change jingling in Gerards pocket. They started there half an hour walk with the sun appearing on the horizon casting an orange glow to Mikeys face. As they continued down the mudded track, they crossed the road, and walked up the gigantic hill past yet more houses with 3+ floors and chandeliers with 5 cars all parked out front: Shiny and spotless.

As soon as it appeared on the horizon both of the brothers automatically sped up without even noticing it. Nope, not school but Gregg's (a pasty shop). They wondered inside, the sweet smell of the bread almost making them sick and the smell of the freshly baked pastry made their own stomachs drool with little patience. Gerard picked out an array of food and a drink from the stand in the corner. He gained a few odd looks though, many just staring at the two broken brothers with bruises on their heads and around their neck who practically absorbed all the food that they bought.

"Gerard?" Asked Mikey as they walked, more school kids joining them on the path with dull grey jumpers and black trousers, "where did you get all the money from for the food?"
"Um." was all Gerard could say in reply.
"Um, what Gerard? Nick took all of our money off of us and stored it in a safe in his room. So I'll ask again: Where did you get the money from?"
"Well..." Began Gerard peering up at the long green bars that formed the school gates, "I figured that we could just borrow some of his money for now and pay him back out of our own money when we get back home. And besides I don't even think he'll notice."
"Gerard! Are you honest to god telling me that you took money from him?!"
Gerard mumbled a reply.
Mikey decided to let it drop, after all what would fighting between the two brothers do to help anyway? Both of them walked through the school gates and passed huge groups of kids hanging round together. Well they do say, 'strength in numbers'. Gerard and Mikey kept their heads down and shuffled along the floor. They almost reached the school door. Almost...

Notes

Hey. I guess that that is the updating spree finished for tonight, I will try and actually update regularly and hope that that works out. I'm sorry that this story is just kind of sad event after sad event etc... Lets hope that it gets better. Thank you for reading. :) x
-Lou