Cancer

Five

*Mikey*
About a block from Petes house is when the rain really started to come down. Only an idiot like me would choose to walk when he had a car. I think about the rain and how I thought it would be fitting when I found out the news. Well, here it is.

As I approach Petes house I begin to wonder about the different outcomes this could have. It could either lead to us laughing at the misunderstanding and carry on as we always do, or a huge fight could break out. And as much as I dislike the idea, my money is on the latter.

"Pete?" I call out as I walk into his house. I look around in his room but he's not there either. Then it hit me, he writes when he's upset.

I walk into Petes office to find him spinning in one of the black chairs. He must have noticed my presence because he immediately stopped and looked up at me. His mocha eyes, which were once filled with joy, now filled with pain.

"I-" he cut me off by pushing past me.

"Save it," me mumbled, walking to the living room.

"Look, I know you're mad, but we have to talk about this." I tell him, hoping he'll give me a chance to explain.

"We need to talk? Oh that's funny, don't you mean you need to get your brother and he can talk?" He snapped at me, confirming my theory that this was not going to end simple.

"Look, I'm sorry!"

"SORRY? DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO FIND OUT THE ONE PERSON YOU LOVE MAY BE DYING AND THERE IS NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT? FROM HIS BROTHER NONE THE LESS!" He spits out the word brother like it's venom.

"Look I know you're upset-"

"YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING MIKEY!"

"LOOK I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO-"

"HOW ABOUT YOU START WITH 'OH IT WAS JUST A JOKE AND I JUST WANTED TO PISS YOU OFF' CAUSE IT'S WORKING!" At this point he was holding back tears.

"I wish I could Pete, I really wish I could," I say a bit calmer this time.

"No you don't," he tells me, and with that he runs back to his office, slamming the door behind him and leaving me sobbing on the floor.

It couldn't have been more than five minutes before I got myself together. I was about to try to talk to Pete again, but Frank decided now would be a great time to call me.

"What?" I skip the greeting, not too thrilled with him calling me at this moment.

"Mikey hey!" He says too enthusiastically. "I just wanted to let you know that we're meeting up in the studio in like ten minutes to talk about new album ideas."

"Yeah, sure , see you there," I tell him,hanging up and heading out the door.

As I walk into the studio, I feel all the guys staring at me like I'm an alien or something.

"Glad you could make it," Ray said sarcastically. I glanced down at my phone and saw I was twenty minutes late. Great job, loser

"Sorry," I mutter and take a seat next to Bob and Frank.

"So as I was saying, we should definitely do a... What's it called again?" Gerard asked looking over to the other guys.

"For the fifth time Gerard, it's a concept album" Bob sighed, explaining to Gerard for what I'm assuming is the fifth time.

"Yeah that thing," Gerard finished, making Bob roll his eyes.

"What's the theme?" I asked, receiving the same look I got when I first walked in.

"Actually we haven't decided yet, it's a work in progress," Gerard said quickly, getting a confused look from the rest of the band. "Anyways meeting over we should all leave," Gerard said ushering all of us to the door. I was opening the door when I heard something.

"Why didn't you tell Mikey what the album is about?"

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You're welcome EggGodNumber1 you pressured me into writing another chapter. I'm headed to band camp soon so I have no idea when I'll be able to update next. So it may be a while, sorry...