Cancer (Frerard)

Chapter 5 Cookies and their consequences

Gerards POV

I head home wearing a glorious smile glowing through the harsh and bitter cold rain and grey skies. I smile knowing that I'll see Frank tomorrow, it makes me so happy. The drive home was short with hardly any traffic because I came home an hour late after what happened this morning. I mean, it wasnt my fault was it? God boss is such a bitch compared to the rest of the staff.

When I arive, Mikeys home early , oh yeah I was late from work and he looks pretty happy for Mikey, he's even smiling which is rare for him.

"Whats up with you? your happy" I act surprise and appalled at his happiness.

"Its Holley Gerard, I really like her, I really do" He bounces up and down on the sofa like a kid after having a new toy.

"Why'd ya call her Holley? Her real name is Taylor anyways" I ask wondering.

"Her middle name is Holley and besides, I prefer Taylor anyways. Bob was there when we went back to hers and he gave me a stern talking to" We both jump onto the black leather sofa to watch some film called 'Sweeney Todd' by Johnny Depp and Tim Burton which I think it's genius but Mikey dislikes.

" I'm sure your gay" he laughs as my Throat does dry and hands go sweaty.

"Yeah, gay" I pretend to laugh as his eyes fall on me.

"Im starved, want some cookies?"

"Fuck yeah, their cookies and Mikey, their mine!" Cookies is a hard topic for me, their dangerouse to discuss in this house because well, all cookies are mine and no one elses.

"Im having the first one!" Mikey runs to the kitchen with me running behind him, catching him up. Mikey opens the cabinet door so fast, it bounces back and smack's him in the face.

"Ow, that hurt" His smile dissappear's as he holds his left cheek which is sore but not swolen.

"Here, let me stop it hurting" Mikeys eyes glare at mine as I start to think, is he working it out?

"You sounded just like mom did" I twitch my lip thinking about her.

I open the freezer door which is under the fridge and grab the closest thing thats cold and to the top- cookie dough icecream by my bestfriends Ben and Jerry's. Ironic huh?

So Mikey and I sit on the sofa eatting Ben and Jerry's talking about mom and how much of a 'laugh' high school was. I pretend that I enjoyed high school because deep down I know that when he saw mom in me, it hurt. I dont want him ill again. No, that was one of the worst months of my life.

"So, day off tomorrow, what ya gonna do?" Mikey asks next to me, its getting pretty late.

"Im not gonna lay in bed all day sleeping and watch a porno like I know you do. Mikey, your bed sheets like glass" He grabs the furry cushion and hits me with it. Thanks Michael, thanks.

"Nah, really I'm going out with a friend."

"Ooh, lucky lady"

"Yeah, I'm tiered Mikes, I think I might go to bed"

"Okay Ger, I'll be up ina bit, Top Gears on" I turn to go upstares before grabbing my phone out of its place to go on charger which is in my room and I think should be called 'Apple Juice'.

I deside to text Frank...

*Hey, you awake? -G

*Now I am yeah, you okay? wa you wanna do tomorrow?-F

*Anything you wanna, I was thinking Christmas shopping?-G

*Sounds perfect, can't wait to see you-F

He can't wait to see me? he can't wait to see me!

*I c5ant wait to see you to. I gotta get some beauty sleep now, night-G

*Not like you need it-F

I hear Mikey come to bed at about half 1 talking.

"Tay, its okay. Come here, you'll be safe here the only thing thats dangerouse is my cooking. Please baby don't cry, I'm coming to get you." I get up quickly and get to my door where the dim landing light shows Mikeys shadow face.

"Its Taylor, Bob's kicking her out because of me Ger. I have to go" I can tell he's worried about something.

"Mikey whats wrong?" I ask, thinking of the only problem is her dad doesnt like Mikey. He turns and walks out the door without answering so I go sit onto my bed untill they arrive silently.

"Mikey Way whats wrong!" I demand while he walks away from my room. He turns slowly and carefully to meet my gaze. He looks so little.

"Ger, she's pregnant" And my jaw drops. I look towards the poor girl sitting before me, shes sitting legs crossed and eyes firm onto the wood floor with Mikeys white shirt baggy for her small frame and shorter body, legs bear and curled up crossed. I gaze at Mikey, who looks similar in disgrace.

"Mikey, thats..."

"Awful" Taylor buts in alarmingly.

"Wonderfull" Mikey says at the same time.

"Are you gonna keep it?" I ask hoping its a yes, this house really needs a baby because well, its so old and boring and the last kid here was Mikey so a child would bring happiness. I couldn't have a kid, unless adoption but New Jersey Adoption agency frown apon same sex couples fostering a kid. I mean, what poor kid would want me as a dad anyways.

The pair remain silent indecating its a hard topic for them both. I go out to the kitchen and pour 3 glasses of cold semi-skimmed milk and grab the cookies I bought on Sunday. Its so quiet and late, its fucking 3 am and I'm eatting cookies. They both sip the milk and eat the lush, sweet choc chip cookies before turning towards each other. Taylors eyes are hopefull and Mikeys are full of something else, something new.

Mikey loves her. That's it, Mikey is inlove with taylor.