Blackheart High (18+)

The Only Exception

Gerard's POV

I lazily unlock the door and drag myself into the house, kicking off my Allstars. It took two buses and one train ride to get home from Billie's mansion cause we live in a weird area of the city. Mikey and I still had to walk 3 blocks to get here after.

Speaking of Mikey, he hadn't spoken to me at all since we left the party. In fact he pushed past me to get in the house.

"Excuse you?" I say to him. "Where the fuck do you think you're going? We have stuff to talk about!"

"I don't have shit to say to you." Mikey groans with his back turned to me.

"Well then listen-"

"How could you fucking embarrass me like that Gerard? What the hell is your problem!" He yells turning to face me.

"Ronnie is my problem. Him and those two sacks of balls he hangs out with. They're not good people and I wish you'd just listen to me for once instead of trying so hard to rebel. You weren't even supposed to leave the house!"

"Oh, so it was okay that you were there? You get a pass? Are you joking?" Mikey argues.

"I'm a senior and it was a SENIOR party. Plus, I'm a legal adult which makes me responsible for YOUR safety." I argue back. "I was only trying to save your ass!"

Mikey lets out a sarcastic laugh.

"From what? Having friends? Getting comfortable here? Leaving the house finally? All the shit you're constantly up my ass about?" He complains. "I'm so sick of you telling me what to do and who to hang with."

"Don't be delusional Mikey please. As if I would EVER encourage you to hang around people like that! You don't have anything in common with those dick heads. I'm your brother, and I know whats best for you. And it's not them!" I shout at him.

"YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW THEM!" He yells at the top of his lungs.

"I KNOW A FUCKING NOUGH! IM NOT ARGUING WITH YOU ABOUT THIS SHIT ANYMORE! EITHER STAY AWAY FROM THEM OR ILL KICK YOUR ASS INTO NEXT WEEK." I yell, slamming my fist on the table.

Mikey just stares at me silently. I was so pissed I was working up a sweat. And me still being a bit tipsy didn't help.

"Great.... all I wanted to do is fit in at a new school. You get all the friends, all the clubs, all the praise and shit. And what do I get? A pat on a back and a few nice compliments when I'm around this fucking house. I can't expect you to understand shit about me cause you don't bother to. Just always looking for a way to make yourself look better than me for mom and dad." Mikey says heartlessly.

"Mikey.... I-" I begin to say more softly.

But he interrupts me and goes to his room, slamming the door behind him.

Fuck.

The next day....

I roll my head around on my pillow, suddenly hearing the birds outside and seeing the sunlight beaming through my blinds. I look over to the clock on my night stand to see its the late hours of the morning. I must've been asleep longer than I thought...

I sit up, holding my head. I had a massive headache and I felt like I could hurl again at any moment. I guess I was hungover from last night. The exact thing I was worried about happening to me.

I look out the window to the driveway to see my parents had gotten home. Considering no one came screaming in my room this morning, I had gotten away with last night.

I get my phone off my nightstand and check my messages.

I had one from Ray:

Hey dude! My bad about last night. My dad went crazy on me, so I had to get home otherwise, he'd kill me.