Cancer

Nineteen

*mikey*

Some things you never expect coming. Like I'm sure my brother never expected me to get cancer, I'm sure I'd never expect a comic we made when we were nine to become one of our major albums. And I was sure that our band would always be the five of us. But unfortunately stuff happens, and we have to learn to let go.

"I'm sorry, but what?" Frank says in a confused tone, staring at the man in front of us. Bob just stared back, equally confused.

"I said that I-"

"Yeah I know what you said, I'm not an idiot. But why? I thought you liked this band?" Frank snapped at the taller man. He seemed heartbroken, but so were all of us. It's always been the five of us.

"I just have things I want to do, the band is holding me back," Bob confesses, looking all of us in the eye.

"What things? We've had this whole thing planned out forever and suddenly you're changing your mind?" Gerard cries out.

"It's not that I don't want to be here, I just.. It's too much at the moment. I'm getting married, I need to find a real job," Bob was now listing off reasons for leaving, none of them making much sense.

"Mikey had fucking cancer and the only reason he stopped was because we practically tie him to a bed," Ray snapped angrily. I don't know if he was angry that Bob was coming up with these reasons or that was actually the truth.

"Well I guess we're different," Bob says and stands up. He heads for the door and turns around, taking one last glance at us before he leaves.

"So I guess it's just us four now?" I said confused. Bob was always a big part of the band, even if he didn't get all the credit he deserved. The guys all looked at me, wide eyes.

"What does this mean for the band?" Frank whispered out. If one member leaves it doesn't seem like the end of the world to most people, but it is. Most of the time it only takes one to leave and that's it, the rest follow his lead.

" I don't know," Gerard said in a monotone voice. We were all confused now. "I think that's enough writing for today," and headed upstairs.

~

"So he just quit?" Pete asked taking a seat next to me. He finished his tour and Fall Out Boy decided to take a hiatus. This is the kind of thing I was scared of happening to our band.

"Yeah, he just said he wants to get married to his girlfriend and that we're holding him back," I tell him. It was odd, he just...left.

"That is weird, but you can't let him get in the way of this. You're going on tour again! If he doesn't want to be a part of that, then that's his loss," Pete reassures me, placing a hand my cheek.

"I guess you're right,"

"Of course I'm right, I'm me,"

"I wouldn't be talking Mr. 'I let some random fangirl take my phone and run'," I mock him, resulting in hi rolling his eyes.

"That happened one time!" He laughed. We sat there for a few moments, content in each other's presence. Or so I thought. "Hey Mikey, where's your brother at?" I just stared at him for a couple seconds, confused.

"I think he's downstairs, why?" I asked confused.

"I just wanna talk to him about something," he said standing up. "It's nothing to worry about," he said giving me a fake smile.

"Last time you wanted to 'talk' to him I didn't talk to him for a week and you left me on your doorstep crying," I said with a joking undertone. I was really unsure how this would turn out.

"I know and I'm sorry," he whispered, pressing a light kiss on my forehead. "This is so different, I need you trust me," he says with a pleading look. I give him a nod and he runs downstairs to my brother.

Now I'm left alone with my thoughts, which isn't helpful at all. The anxiety kicks in and I start to wonder. What if he doesn't want to be with me anymore? What if he realized how much better off he would be without me?

Not soon enough, Pete returns to the room with a giant smile on his face. I look over at him confused. What could my brother have said to make Pete so happy?

"How'd your little talk with my brother go?" I asked a but curious.

"Amazing," was all Pete said. "You okay? You look a little flustered," Pete asked taking a seat near me.

"I don't know, you've just been acting really weird lately, and it's just got me a bit worried,"

He just looks at me, shocked filling his eyes. His mouth was agape and he seemed dazed.

"That is not true at all, I love you so much and nothing has changed. I'm sorry I made you think that," he tells me.

I couldn't hold back anymore and I brought him into a kiss. His lips are soft and taste like coffee. I wish I could live in this moment forever, but air is a thing some people need.

We pulled away and our foreheads just touched. That's the amazing thing about our relationship, I still get the sparks I got when we first met.

Our foreheads were pressed together and I just stared into Petes eyes. Any doubt I had was gone the second I looked in them.

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Fun fact- I freaked out this morning and almost deleted this book. I need to stop writing fanfiction before I go to sleep, it's brainwashing my dreams.

Goodnight
~the other half of kess