Caraphernelia {Frerard}

c h a p t e r f i v e

Caraphernelia.

Save me from myself, hold me down. Lock me away, don't let me out. Tie up my wrists, and have me shot. Please save yourselves so help me God.

Front Porch Step - So Help Me God

f r a n k

It had taken me some time before someone that was walking past me had even bothered to pick up all the remaining pieces of me and scrape up the scraps.

At the time, I didn't pay attention to who it was that was picking up, soothing me and directing me to their car, it wasn't like I was in the state to care whether someone was planning on kidnapping me because they had seen me in my moment of weakness, they had saw the chance to grab a five foot something man that looked like a ten year old that lost their mum in a huge Sainsbury's and they took that chance.

It wasn't actually until the person that took me along with them pulled up outside our flat and stopped the car, calling my name several times before sighing. I wanted to talk to them, to him, but when I knew it was Gerard's little brother that was sitting beside me, I knew that I would cry harder and make myself sick if I even looked at him.

From a quick glance between the brothers, you never really see a similarity between the pair, but as soon as you start paying attention to the details, you notice their eyebrows are shaped the same Mikey's maybe a little thinner but the same no less, their eyes happened to be the exact same shape as each other's, the colour practically identical.

They didn't have much in common for appearance other than that, Gerard's face was a little rounder than Mikey's, Mikey's jawline and cheekbones a lot sharper than his older brother's. They were the same sort of height, but it was more their personalities that made them so similar.

They were both huge dorks, they loved comics and they had grown up sharing what ones Gerard had, Mikey getting his own collection soon after and sharing them with his big brother, Mikey continuing his collection even when Gerard was kicked out as a sort of 'fuck you' to their parents, Mikey going to Gerard just go share his newest addition to piss of the parents of Mikey and Gerard Way.

Now that Mikey had left home behind on his own accord and moved down to London in attempt to stay with Gerard, getting into the best college and university as close as he could to spend time with his big brother. Now that Gerard has left Mikey and I behind, he didn't have any need to be in London.

"Frank... Hey buddy, gotta get outta the car and into your house." Mikey tried slowly, leaning across and slinging an arm around my shoulders to draw me into his chest. Just the kindness he showed towards me set off the tears again that only stopped a minute ago, soaking his shirt through quickly before I even got a chance before I got my arms around him tightly.

My hands balled behind his back, gripping tightly onto his shirt as I started sobbing, "H-he fucking left me! Mikey, he left without a second thought! Being him back please."

Mikey didn't seem to know what to do with me so he just held onto me and rubbed my back, "I really want him fucking back! I need him!" Mikey continued making circles on my back, adding the extra few pats in between as he buried his face into my neck and he stifled his own cries for his brother's absence.

Mikey let loose a little because he knew that he was feeling just as I was, pulling away from me a few minutes once he had done with the worst of his crying, wiping away his tear tracks as a way to compose himself, trying to make it seem as if I had never even heard him crying two minutes ago. He was such like he older brother, it was unbelievable.

Gerard had passed the not wanting to show the weakness in front of anyone he knew trait onto Mikey, he didn't want the emotion to be shown, he didn't want me to know he felt shitty but he did want to make sure that I didn't feel like utter crap, "C'mon Frankie, we should really get up there. Maybe you will feel better once you've had a lay down, something to eat or have coffee."