A Kiss and I will Surrender || A Frerard Fanfic

Chapter 28

Mikey placed his bass back into its stand as he heard the doorbell ring. He made his way down the stairs and towards the front door, wondering who the fuck was at their house this early on a Saturday morning. While he walked down the stairs, he thought about pulling his shirt down a little to cover his crotch a little more, he was only in his underwear and his Anthrax shirt after all, but he couldn't care less about it right now anyways. It was probably just Frank or even Gerard to get some of his clothes for him. Ugh, then he would definitely get a look from Frank or Gerard would laugh at him. And while he definitely didn't want that to happen, he would have preferred it so much more than facing the guy who was standing outside of his front door right now.

"Hey Mikey, is Gerard here?", Bert asked him, his voice sweet and friendly. A small smile was on his face, but Mikey wasn't fooled by it. He saw the way he was clenching and unclenching his fists, the way he was clenching his jaw and how his smile didn't reach his eyes.

"No, he isn't", Mikey shrugged and leaned against the door frame. Bert wouldn't hurt him, he had no reason to. At least he hoped it.

"Oh, where is he?", Bert asked and peered into the hallway behind Mikey a little, as if Gerard was actually standing around the corner.

"Didn't he tell you?", Mikey asked, acting confused. "He's in a mental hospital for a while".

"He what?", Bert asked, his voice not sounding concerned at all.

"Yeah", Mikey sighed, scratching his neck gently. "A lot of shit happened in his past and he said that he really wanted to get better now. It was his idea to go into a mental hospital. He said, that a break from everything would be the best for him right now. He and Ray left a good hour ago", Mikey explained and smiled inwardly at the thought of Ray.

"He didn't tell me about that", Bert said and looked down, his gaze lingering on his underwear with sushi printed on them for a second.

"He told me he texted you", Mikey said, now honestly confused. He knew that Gerard had texted him that, Frank had send him the screenshots.

"He never mentioned that to me. Wow, and I thought he loved me", Bert scoffed and kicked at the floor a little.

"It's not easy for him to talk about it. Maybe that's why", Mikey shrugged. Bert looked up at him and it looked like he was about to punch him.

"Yes, but I'm his boyfriend", he spat, his voice laced with venom and his gaze furious.

"Yes, and I'm his brother", Mikey mocked, but quickly dropped the scowl that had made its way on his face. He couldn't get mad at Bert right now, he had to keep up the good facade.

"In which hospital is he?", Bert asked, stepping closer to Mikey and for a second Mikey thought that he was going to grab him and beat the answers out of him.

"I can't tell you that. He wanted to be alone there and focus on himself and getting better", Mikey explained, only half lying to the older right now.

"That's fucking bullshit. I'm his boyfriend! I want to see him", Bert growled and Mikey almost took a step back.

"Look, I know you want to see him, I want to see him too, but this isn't about you, it's about Gerard getting better", Mikey tried to reason to him, but of course Bert didn't want to calm down right now.

"I don't fucking care about what you want. I want to see him", Bert took another step towards Mikey, their chests were almost touching now. Bert was so close to him now, that he could almost taste his bad breath. His eyes were wide and furious and he stank like cigarettes and cheap beer. Even though Mikey was slightly taller than him, he couldn't help but feel intimidated.