Frerard-Complicated

Chapter 8: Mikey

Gerard:

The next morning Gerard woke to see Frank still sleeping in his bed. He didn't lie like Gerard, who curled up in an almost foetal position, shutting out the world. Frank lay on his back, starfish like and, Gerard saw moving closer, with a half smile on his face. During  the day, Frank was always so...angry with everything. However when he was asleep you could read his true nature, sweet and peaceful. Gerard felt a lightning bolt of emotion rush through him. He had only felt this before with one person, with.....him. But with Frank it was different. No fear, no pain and Frank was good for him. Not like he had been. Gerard stepped forward and brushed Frank's black fringe off his face. He stirred a little bit, snoring slightly. It was the cutest thing Gerard had ever heard. It made him want to dance, and he grinned to himself. For god's sake Gerard, you've only been with him a day. Keep a hold of yourself man! So Gerard grabbed a shirt off the floor and pulled it on, walking out of his room and down the hall to the kitchen. He'd make breakfast in bed for Frankie, ha! He was such a good boyfriend! But in fact Frank woke up to hear the sound of screaming, instead of the smell of coffee.

Frank:

Frank's eyes flew open at the sound of the screaming. It took him a second to work out where he was, and that it was his new boyfriend screaming, and now sobbing. Immediately he jumped up and ran towards the sound. Hundreds of awful scenarios flashed through his mind, of murderers, burgalars or rapists. However when he finally got to the kitchen he found Gerard huddled over an unconscious man. Looking closer, he saw that it was Gerard's brother Mikey, the room stunk of booze and weed. Mikey was lying in a puddle of puke, with his head half on Gerard's lap. His glasses were cracked and lying next to the kitchen table. A skinny blonde girl  in a bra and shorts was lying on top of the table, clutching a nearly empty bottle of tequila. Gerard was shaking Mikey's shoulders and crying. Oh fuck!

Gerard:

Frank grabbed him by the shoulders, pulling him off the floor and pushing him into a kitchen chair. Then he threw himself to the floor, opening Mikey's mouth and checking he could breathe properly. Then he shook him viciously, aggressively even. He spoke his name calmly and loudly. Then, slowly, Mikey started to stir. Frank jumped up and ran to a blonde girl on the table that Gerard hadn't even noticed, he was so concerned for Mikey. He shook her by the shoulders. She stirred almost immediately: "What the....fuck?" She rolled off the table, just missing Gerard, who was still crying. The girl dragged herself off the floor, took one look at the scene around her and fled out of the door, even though she was only wearing one boot. Gerard couldn't say he was going to miss her. Mikey meanwhile, had turned his head to one side, puked violently then opened his eyes. He felt around for his glasses and then hauled himself to a standing position. He looked at Gerard crying and Frank, who Gerard had just realised was still shirtless and was now standing awkwardly in the middle of the room.

"Oh hello guys....did I ruin your night?" Then he looked more closely at Frank: "Oh my god, I've actually seen you before! And you're back for a second time? For my brother you see, that counts as a long term relationship!" Gerard blushed a dark red. However Frank squared up to Mikey. "And what the FUCK is that supposed to mean?" Mikey laughed. He was still very, very drunk. "Whoa  Gee you always go for the aggressive ones don'cha? I only meant that my brother is kinda a......well...hes not a relationships kinda guy" Frank answered quickly: "Well, I happen to be his BOYFRIEND now, so you're wrong. Now, I suggest you go to your room and sleep off the drink, before you say something else you regret." He stared angrily at Mikey until he left the room. Then he turned to Gerard, who was still crying. He pulled him off the chair, and kissed him till neither of them could breathe anymore. Then he brushed the tears off his face and took his hand. He sat down opposite Gerard and waited for him to talk.