Cemetery Drive

My unusual life

"Please...." I cried out.

I never thought I would be on my knees begging you. I also never imagined you would've been the one to sacrifice things for me. It's a nice gesture, but I love you too much for you to do this for me. I don't want it to go down this way.

"No, Gerard." He whispered, not daring to look at me.

I sniffed and got up off the floor and ran towards you, pulling you into the tightest hug. A hug you denied and pushed me away from, causing me to fall onto the floor. I was taken back from this action. You are never violent and especially towards me. I sat up, groaning to look at you. This time you finally made eye contact and I was sick to my stomach to see your face. Your eyes were wide, full of fear and regret.

I looked at your lips. You were biting them harshly. I kept looking at you. Studying your appearance. A few long hard minutes passed and neither one of us spoke a word. I didn't want to talk at the moment and I didn't want to hear what you had to say. I was hurt by what you did and want to do. I know from the look on your face you felt bad doing it and you should. I have done all I can for you to be happy and safe and how you are treating me now is brutal. It's brutal to fucking see my brother starve himself to pay back the things I've done for him.

I finally broke the silence I dreaded for it to be broken and stood up. My brother looked at me terrified. Anger was coursing through me, instead of the sickening feeling of sadness. My anger drifted away, because I love you so much kid brother and it pains me to be angry with you. I sighed and walked towards you, hugging you once again. You didn't push me away this time, and instead wrapped your arms around me, returning the hug as you cried onto me.

"I-I-I'm s-sorry G!" He cried.

I shushed him as I ran a hand up and down his back. I don't like my kid brother crying and especially because of me. I stood there holding you, until you quieted down. I assumed you fell asleep, but when began to talk I knew you weren't.

"I'll eat Gerard..." He whispered.

I smiled and kissed the top of his head.

"Want to come with and get food with me?" I asked.

He nodded and pulled away.

"Come on." I quietly responded with.

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Mikey seemed to have been eating and it was pleasing for me. I was happy to see my brother not starving himself. You might have not been eating a lot but you still put some of it in your mouth. I finished the bread slice I was eating and turned my body to face you, since we were on the floor in an abandon starter home, that had a bit of furniture which was good enough for us.

The place wasn't much though. It was dark and there was never any light in here unless it was morning, but we were never here in the mornings. Mikey was always roaming the park, while I either was getting us food, was with him in the park or was in the Cemetery. I was always attracted to that Cemetery since I was a kid. Something about pulls me towards it.

I waited for you to finish what you were chewing on, before I can start talking. Once you did you sat your slice of bread down on your lap and took a sip of a dirty water bottle we had, since I haven't been stealing water or anything to drink since I was busy trying to find something to eat.

"Mikey..." I asked.

He furrowed his brow and nodded.

"What made you feel like you needed to starve?"