Diseased [Frerard] [Petekey]

Chapter 9

Gerard-

Loud noises roused me from sleep. I don't remember trying to nap, but I felt refreshed.

The loud noises continued until I realized that I was on the ground after a panic attack. I looked over to my phone. The noises continued.

I suddenly got extremely scared. What am I doing? What's going on? Is someone trying to break in?

"Mikey", I shrieked. "Please come back". 

My voice was shrill and screechy, just the way I wanted it to be. I looked at my phone and noticed a missed call from the number that called me before and a missed call from the police station. I slid back into the corner of kitchen and kept screaming for Mikey.

When I got light headed and stopped for breath, I heard him.

"Gerard! It's me! Open up! Please!" he was yelling. 

I took a few deep breaths and got up on shaky legs to open the door to three people. That was two more than I wanted. I only wanted the one in the middle. I hugged my brother as the other two backed away.

I noticed that one was the dude who was here last night and the other was someone who drop kicked me. They gave each other knowing looks and decided to leave. Mikey and I went inside his apartment and before I asked any questions, I quickly called the missed call number from the police and clarified that he was okay.

"Where were you?" I asked.

"Why'd you call the police?" he retaliated.

"I was scared, you didn't answer your phone!" I began to fathom the thought of him being lost again.

"I'm sorry", he looked down. "I should've told you that I was.... uh, staying the night at Mr. W-Pete's."

"Mr. W-Pete is a weird name to call a friend", I giggled.

"Yeah", I smiled. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you."

"It's okay. I'm sorry I freaked out," I held out my arms for another hug.

"I understand. I was losing it when the thing happened to you. I know it's not to the same scale, but I can sympathize", Mikey nodded after he accepted my hug. 

Him and I hung out and finished our marathon as the rest of the day passed. It was extremely fun. 

Mikey must have not noticed Mr. W-Pete had his phone, because around seven, a firm knock sounded on the door. Mikey answered it with skepticism and accepted his phone. They had a hushed conversation that I decided not to snoop on. 

Mikey closed the door quietly and our quaint marathon continued. 

Mikey-

As I laid in bed, I thought of everything that went down last night with Pete. 

I couldn't sleep as I tried to process all of it as it became a little more clear. His words echoed nonstop and caused me to go insane.

"You know Mikey, the first time I heard you talk, I knew that I really really really like you. I'm not wanting to date you for a quick fuck. I like you. I like like you."

"You know Mikey, the first time I heard you talk, I knew that I really really really like you. I'm not wanting to date you for a quick fuck. I like you. I like like you."

"You know Mikey, the first time I heard you talk, I knew that I really really really like you. I'm not wanting to date you for a quick fuck. I like you. I like like you."

"You know Mikey, the first time I heard you talk, I knew that I really really really like you. I'm not wanting to date you for a quick fuck. I like you. I like like you."

"You know Mikey, the first time I heard you talk, I knew that I really really really like you. I'm not wanting to date you for a quick fuck. I like you. I like like you."

 "Gerard!" I called out.

"Yes?" he answered.

"Will you come and sleep with me tonight?" I asked.

"Sure," he sounded unsure but excited.

It'll be just like old times. When I was a kid and I'd get spooked, Gerard would always sleep with me. He's a great big brother. I never give him enough credit. 

He walked in and climbed into my double bed just like the first night he came to live with me.

"Thank you Gerard", I whispered.

"Anytime, Mikey", Gerard assured.

Then it was silent. And even through that silence, my head was still cleared. I didn't think about Pete, and it was a huge relief.