A/N so yeah, I got bored and wrote this. Please, read and review.
"Shit, Mikey! Are you okay?" Gerard stared at me once he burst into the room, eyes full of horror. I too, felt a sickening terror begin to settle in my gut. I didn't dare take my eyes away from those of my older brother. "W-what the hell happened?" His voice was shaky and panicked. There was a distinct tremor in it that made my spine tingle.
I gulped, unable to release the grip I had on the drenched axe clutched in my hands. Gerard's eyes slowly dropped to it, and he stumbled backwards shaking his head. "No..." he mumbled under his breath, his gaze still soaking up the weapon I was holding. "Mikey... How could you...?" His wide hazel orbs tore through the thick silence surrounding us to meet mine. Remorse, guilt and terror stirred within them, eating up any conscious thought that entered my head. I was mesmirised, stuck in a trance that I couldn't be ripped from. My dull eyes rolled down, finally falling from Gerard's to land upon the corpse at my feet. "Why would you do this?"
The stale question hung in the cold air. It was filled with hatred. Gerard hated me.
My own brother hated me.
He fell to the floor, dropping to his knees on the dusty ground. He looked at the body before him, tears sparkling in his eyes. They began to run down his face, tainted black from his makeup. His dark stringy hair hung limply, casting dark shadows across his eyes. His shoulders began to tremble as his hand reached out. His pale fingers caressed his cheek, slowly ghosting over his jawline. He was hesitaint to ruin the beauty of his death, not daring to press down on his skin with the smallest amount of pressure. He suddenly went still, not moving an inch. He gritted his teeth, and his hands balled up into tight fists that were ready to thrash out at me. Ready to give me the end that I deserved. His head snapped up, his vacant and stained eyes tearing right through me like bullets.
"Why...?" The word died on his lips, as if it was the last thing he ever intened to say.
"Because he loved you,"
A/N: There you have it. Drop a review down in the crotch telling me what you think. If you want me to expand on the story and write some more, please say so, and I'll take it into consideration.