The Only Hope For Me Is You

Part 4

A nice and long chappy for you all! xx

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Mikey’s POV:

I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing, I cursed under my breath and struggled to get Bob off from on top of me- his favourite sleeping spot. I stumbled out into the hall and coughed before answering the phone, “Mmm?”

  “Mikey Fucking Way. We have been knocking on your fucking front door for half an hour now, open it!” Gerard yelled into the phone and hung up, I yawned and looked at the clock on the wall which read seven thirty. I looked out a window, it was morning- shit, I had slept all of yesterday.

I dragged my feet as I found a shirt and pulled it on with the jeans I had fallen asleep in before being followed by Bob to the front door, “why didn’t you wake me up you loser?” I questioned and Bob made a grumbly noise and I shook my head before opening the door.

I yawned as a greeting, Gerard, Frank and Ray stood there and gave me a disapproving look. “When was the last time you brushed you hair?” Frank questioned as he walked past me and into my place.

I shrugged and Gee looked concerned, I said nothing but walked into my living room, Ray shut the door behind them before we were all in the living room.

   “Have you eaten breakfast?” Gee wondered and I shook my head.

   “No… I was planning on sleeping in…” I yawned again and watched as Bob chased Frank so that he jumped onto my kitchen counter.

 I rubbed at my head and watched Frank crawl along my kitchen counter toward one of my cupboard and pull out a box of sugary cereal, it was probably a month old. He stuck his hand in it and pulled out a handful of colourful cereal and shoved it in his mouth before throwing the box at me.

  “Thanks… I think.” I muttered before seeing the way Gee and Ray were looking at me.

  “Mikey. Dude, you have to stop shutting off from the world.” Ray said abruptly and I blinked.

   “I don’t-”

   “Don’t lie Michael. We know what this week is, we know what happened on this exact day five fucking years ago. Everyone does, we also know that Poppy left. Everyone feels the same hurt but that was five years ago! We still love Poppy, we always bloody will but you have to get on with your life.” Gerard spat out and I swallowed, staring groggily at my brother. I wasn’t wearing my glasses but I could still make out the stern expression.

    “I know Gerard.” I muttered and put the box of cereal on the cushion next to me before standing up and walking to my bathroom, I cursed before heading to my room and finding my glasses, then I was back in my bathroom and running my hands through my hair.

I rubbed some sleep from my eyes and yawned yet again, maybe sleeping for a whole day wasn’t too good for people.

I noticed Gerard in the doorway, “Mikey, I mean it. Everyone is worried sick about you.” He said softly and I nodded.

    “No one has to be. I’m almost twenty-two and I can look after myself.” I shrugged and turned before strolling out of my bathroom with Gerard following closely.

    “You don’t get it, you obviously can’t look after yourself. You are in the same jeans as yesterday, you probably haven’t eaten and I can already tell you haven’t even drunk a cup of coffee.”

True with the coffee part… Maybe it was time for me to try and straighten things out. I swallowed, “What am I supposed to do then?” I questioned and watched Frank jump off the counter before doing a chicken run and jumping next to Ray and hiding from Bob.