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Cruel World, But You Are Beautiful To Me

Chapter 3: Mikey’s POV

I get up and go to open the door, I see Gerard and Frank waiting right outside, making me jump back a bit. “Jesus Christ!” I say, startled that my brother and my best friend are waiting with their ears pressed against the door.

”Dude, you were in there forever. Ray and Bob’s gone back to the bus to play Guitar Hero.” Gerard says, a hand on his hip, Don’t ask me why the awkward pose, I guess it’s just the sassy arm poses for him and awkward knees for me.

”Huh, you guys didn’t go with?” I ask, a little confused, we all try to get out of here as quick as we all possibly can.

”Nah, wanted to see how this turned out.” Frank says bluntly, as per usual.

”Ah, okay. Well... I have news.” I say, biting my lip slightly out of nerves. I think Gerard is reading my nervous tells as well.

”Oh yeah?” My brother says, prompting me to continue.

I take a breath and start talking. “So, the good news is that Patrick - the kid in there - never has to see his ‘boyfriend’ again.” I say but hesitate a bit.

”Good.” Gerard says with a smile, trying to push to get more out, he knows I hesitated. He can read me too well, almost like our Mom.

”And the... ummm... surprising news is that... I... um... may have... umm... I may have accidentallyinvitedPatricktostaywithus.” I say in one breath, getting a little red in the face.

”Oh...” Frank says, not quite realizing what I said yet, and then it hits him. “OH!” He says, a little shocked.

”Is he even legal?” Gerard asks, a little wary of the issue of him potentially being under age.

”He’s over 18.” I inform them.

“Well... huh, okay then.” Frank says with a hum. “Can we meet him?” Frank asks, tilting his head a little, almost like an overactive puppy.

”Why do you think I came out?” I ask with a smile, but I can see my brother holding back a gay joke. I roll my eyes at him and put my hand on the door handle, turning it to open.

”Patrick? It’s Mikey... and Gerard and Frank.” I say softly, cautiously approaching him, telling he’s still pretty nervous.

”O-okay.” He says, his breath shakes and his voice so quiet that I can barely hear him. He balls up in his chair a bit more. I wish I could make this easier on him.

Gerard and Frank don’t seem to notice his uncertainty though. “I’m Gerard. I love your piercing.” My brother says with his goofy excited grin. He’s awkward meeting new people but I guess he’s trying to cheer Patrick up.

Frank though, of course, has to be an ass and try and embarrass Gerard. “Yeah, even though he’d never get one because he’s too scared.” Frank smirk, getting a sharp nudge in the ribs from Gerard.

“Shutup.” Gerard mutters with a playful glare at Frank.

”Mikey says you’ll be staying with us. I have to warn you, they’re pretty messy.” Frank says to Patrick, trying to egg Gerard and I on, but it doesn’t work this time.

”You mean you’re pretty messy.” I correct with a laugh and hear Gerard chuckle.

”I’m the cleanest out of all of us.” Frank protests with a playful pout, making Gerard and I chuckle more.

”H-h-h-hi.” I hear Patrick mutter nervously. He is hiding behind his hair. He looks very nervous.

”Did you like the show? We changed up the setlists a bit, you know, to include some songs from Revenge.” Gerard rambles on passionately, sitting down across from Patrick. I notice Patrick tense at this. Frank sinks down next to Gerard, like usual.

”Y-yeah.” Patrick mumbles again quietly.

Apparently the conversation isn’t moving along fast enough for Frank so he bluntly says. “Your boyfriend was a dick. Plus, Mikey is so much hotter.” I glare at him, but also blush a bit, completely in shock of what he just said.

“Frank!” I hiss out at him, my face getting darker by the second. Gerard just giggles at us. “He’s just kidding!” I say to Patrick, trying to laugh off the awkwardness.

”Am I though?” Frank says with an eyebrow raised and a giggle. I blush an insanely dark red, very embarrassed. I notice that Patrick isn’t replying though, he just stays silent. I see him playing with something under his hair and tracing along his tattoos on his hands.

”Nice tattoos. What do they represent?” Frank asks excitedly, he’s got a collection himself so no doubt he’s be talking about tattoos for a while.

”Oh great, now he’s going to be pestering you about tattoos for the next couple of days.” Gerard says with a fake groan. Though he asks about Franks tattoos all the time.

“Shove off Gerard. I want to know, they’re cool.” Frank counters, sending Gerard a playful punch to the shoulder.

I hear Patrick let out a very nervous sounding um, followed by quiet clinking of his lip ring against his teeth.

”See Frank, you scared the poor kid.” Gerard taunts Frank, slightly serious at the same time though, he’s picked up on Patrick’s uncertainty around all of us.

“Did I? Sorry ‘Trick.” Frank says, looking over at Patrick, a look of true apology in his eyes, which is a rare look for Frank. “You’re probably freaking out right now huh?” Frank asks, clearly not having a filter over anything he says.

”Humility Frank.” Gerard says with a snort, not knowing how to deal with the awkward situation that just arose.

”I didn’t mean because of us dickhead.” Frank shoots back at Gerard, correcting his misunderstanding of the situation.

I just shake my head and put a hand on Patrick’s shoulder, feeling him tense up. I bite my lip but just let it slide for now. “It’s getting late and you’re probably tired. We should get you back to the bus.” I say, my voice soft.

Patrick just nods his head without a word and stands up when he can tell the others are already up. I notice him following behind me, not close, but not so far back either, though he is behind all of us by a bit of a distance.

We all just walk back to the bus in a blissful silence. By now the ‘just came off stage’ adrenaline has worn off frank Frank, and Gerard is in a relaxed mood, probably ready to sketch a little and then hit the sack. When we get to the bus Frank knocks on the door quickly and Ray opens the door from inside.

”Took you long eno- oh, hey.” He says, a little confused catching the sight of the lanky goth kid hiding behind me.

”His name is Patrick. He’ll be staying with us for a while.” I say, my tone and the look I’m my eyes telling Ray not to ask any questions, not with Patrick around anyways, I don’t want to bring up his ex again.

”Huh, okay. Cool.” Ray says dismissively with a hum. “Well, Bob’s gone to bed, he got tired of waiting for you guys.” Ray informs us once we all get inside of the bus. I can tell Patrick is hesitant about the bus. “You need anything or...” Ray starts, but doesn’t finish.

”We’ll be fine.” I say smiling at him. He nods and exchanged good nights along with Frank before slipping into the bunks and go to bed. “Come on Patrick, I’ll show you where the bunks are.” I say softly, gently laying a soft hand on his shoulder, still noticing he tenses up.

He gives a silent nod and I lead him to the bunks he finally starts to talk. “Are you sure I won’t be in the way?” He asks very quietly, making me frown.

”Of course, you’ll never be in the way ‘Trick.” I tell him with a smile. I hear my brother announce that he’ll be on the couch, no doubtedly sketching or at least with his sketch book. Probably staying up into the ungodly hours of the night. I reply quickly to him before turning back to the boy in front of me. “You don’t have clothes huh? I think I have some shit.” I mutter and rummage through my suitcase a bit. “The tee-shirt might be a little short on you because you’re so tall.” I explain.

He just simply shakes his head and mutters something I can almost not hear. “It’s okay... I just wear this... I don’t want to break any more rules.” He says quietly, looking down and playing with the hem of his shirt.

”What rules... oh... ‘Trick, he doesn’t own you anymore. He doesn’t control you anymore. You don’t have to follow any rules or listen to a thing he has to say. You’re free now with me.” I tell him, passing him a pair of track pants and a Rolling Stones tee-shirt.

He he tries to pass the clothes back to me, making me frown. “I have to follow the rules, I’m bad for breaking one rule. I can’t break another.” He mumbles and I hear his lip ring clink against his teeth again. “I need to follow the rules.” He says very quietly. I notice him shaking slightly.

”Patrick, Patrick, look at me.” I say softly, gently pulling him into my arms to try to ground him. “Relationships don’t have rules. Relationships are just love, and friendship, and partnership. There’s no breaking or keeping rules. Patrick, he’s not your life anymore. You don’t have to care what he thinks anymore.” I tell him very softly.

He shakes his head again, still shaking in my arms. “No, looking at people exposes your weakness, only he can know because he loves me. He made rules so I wouldn’t be a bad boy.” He says, still quiet but this time I can actually properly hear him.

“You’re not weak ‘Trick.” I say with a soft sigh. “I think you’re brave. Really, really brave. Gerard looks at people all the time, do you think he’s weak? Ray does too. And Frank, and Bob and me as well. We’re all not weak Patrick, we’re human. His rules are bullshit and he made them only so he can control you.” I tell him, getting serious....

Notes

To be continued next chapter. It’s nice to be back. I’ve been so stressed lately and just got myself a new job. It’s late here and I have some classes and work tomorrow. Again, thanks to Homophobia.Is.Gay for helping me write this out over roleplay. Almost 2 years of role playing. Man, do I have a lot more story to write for you. I’ll see you soon. Have a good day/night my pals! See you soon!

Comments

Is this still going?

Thatonefriend Thatonefriend
10/11/18

@Emo Trinity Trash
Thanks! I've been working on the next chapter!

AlexInMCRland AlexInMCRland
6/25/17

I love this. :)