Author's note: HALLELUJAH! I FOUND SOME TIME :D

FRIKEY IS STARTING TO COME INTO PLAY SO, YOU MAY HAVE TO CONCENTRATE IN ORDER FOR YOUR MIND TO PROCESS CRAP MMMKAY?

Chapter 4 (Mikey's POV)

I shivered in the New Jersey autumn air whilst waiting outside Frank's house with Ray and Bob.
"He's probably not in" Ray sighed. "I told you this wasn't a good idea!"
"He can't not be in after 2 days. That's just unlike him" Bob argued. I then felt a vibration come from my phone. A text.
"Hold on guys, keep your hair on! I have a text message" I informed, hoping to get their attention.
"It's probably just Alicia. Again." Ray sighed heavily. Well somebody's depressed today.
"No, no, it's...Frank?" I said, surprised at the convenience.
"What does it say, Mikes?" they asked in unison.
"Erm...hang on," I opened up the text and gave it a quick once-over, "it says, On my way to house now with Gee in tow. Please treat him nicely, all the best, Frank. Well that's interesting" I read out, intrigued by every word that formed a sentence.
"What the hell, man?" Ray said, confused.
"I know, I know," I reassured, "we'll talk about it when he arrives okay?" And, as if on cue, Frank and Gerard appear in the distance, laughing, chatting and...holding hands? This cannot be good.

"Hey, Frank, great choice of boyfriend, genious!" I hollered sarcastically.
"Well someone's a jealous jellyfish!" Gerard called back, laughing his ass off. Why wasn't I laughing back? And why was I agreeing with him? They then started to run happily towards us, hand-in-hand, and before I could get used to the fact they were together, said couple were right in front of us, panting heavily like they've just run a marathon.
"Never...do...that...again...babe!" Frank puffed, leaning on his own thighs. Babe? I shook off all jealous thoughts.
"Hey...guys! Long time...no see!" Gerard panted. He's a killer, I thought, but he's also my brother. I stepped forward and hugged him tight, tears starting to stream silently down my face. "Aw Mikes, don't cry," Gerard soothed into my ear, holding me closer, "I'm here now." He then shook Ray and Bob's hand with enthusiastic grins, which were acknowledged with a chorus of "Nice to see you!"'s and "Hey stranger!"'s. I pulled the sleeves of my prison striped jumper closer to the tips of my fingers and stood awkwardly, unsure of what to say or do next.
"Nice hair, Gee" Ray finally said, breaking the seemingly endless silence. "Bit drastic though."
"Oh, yeh, thanks" Gee laughed, scratching the back of his neck. "Nice lip ring, Bob." He gave Bob a secret wink, and by the look on Frank's face, Frank had caught him. Oh dear. This may get messy.
"Oh, uh, thank you Gerard. You should get an eyebrow piercing. It would totally suit you" Bob said nervously, obviously now uncomfortable due to Gerard's actions.
"So," I said, clearing my throat, "are you and Gee...together?" For some reason, I found it hard to say 'together' without a jealous tone of voice. Frank looked down and smiled, his face beetroot.
"Um, you can, er, say that, I suppose!" Gerard stammered, biting his lip. Frank smirked.
"So, Gerard, I was wondering-" Ray started.

"WHAT THE FUCK, MAN?" Bob interrupted. "Why did you just run off without a single word for 2 years? Two years is a heck of a long time not to speak!"
"I...I-" Gerard stuttered, tears welling up in his eyes.
"And, more importantly," Bob leaned in, "why the fuck do murder? Ya find it fun, Belleville Ripper?" Ouch. Not a smart move, Bob. Gerard wiped his eyes as tears crashed onto the floor, Bob's words cutting him deeply.
"I was just going to kill one guy!" Gerard screamed, hate burning in his eyes like hellfire. "You think I enjoy it? Well, lemme give you a newsflash; I don't. At first...yes. I loved the feeling of power, watching them beg for mercy; it was like an addictive drug, a narcotic. But, after I killed Bella, things started to...change. Every time I shut my eyes, I can hear her scream. Every time I went to bed, the memory of killing her woke me up in a cold sweat. I started to need to kill. I hope, wish, pray for the ability to shut my eyes at night. And as I speak, this addiction hangs over me like a fucking dark cloud, like an incurable disease I am sure will be the death of me. Now you know why, you cold twat!" Gerard screamed every word with a passionate hate, the feeling pouring out of his skin, eyes, and voice. He spat on the floor near to Bob and stormed off.
"Primadonna" Bob mumbled, unaware of how much he had hurt Gerard, how raw the nerve was that he touched.
"Fuck you!" Frank shouted, now upset at Bob's attitude. Frank then ran up to Gerard and pulled his arm. They stopped and faced each other. They talked. They hugged. They kissed passionately. Gerard grabbed Frank's ass, pulling him closer. For some unknown reason, I couldn't keep my eyes off them. And by the look on Ray's face, I looked jealous.Very jealous.
"Mikey...?" Ray called, waving his hand in front of my face, my gaze unbroken. "Earth to Mikey?"
"Oh! Um, uhh-" I stammered, dazed. Why was I watching Frank so eagerly?
"Don't worry," Ray chuckled, rubbing his hand on my shoulder, "ya secret's safe with me!"

I'm straight. Straight as an arrow. So why am I behaving like this towards a guy. And more importantly, why Frank? I mean, Frank's with my brother, man! I would never do that to my brother, it would break his heart.
Oh yeh? The way you look at him suggests otherwise.
I'm straight! I love Alicia!
Aw, c'mon, he is good looking! You have to admit that!
No, no, NO! I've never looked at Frank that way!
You were doing just that 5 minutes ago...
No, never! Never ever!
Then what the hell were you doing? Staring into space? Michael James Way, stop lying to yourself!
I guess you're right...

"Mi-i-ikey, you're daydreaming again!" Ray called, pulling me out of my mental arguement.
"Oh! S-sorry. Again" I apologized frantically, adjusting the height of my glasses.
"We were saying that we could take Gerard into practice with us. I mean, we do need a new singer, after what happened to James..." Frank informed me, slightly smiling at my dazed state. I couldn't help but blush a little, then Frank gave Gerard a look that suggested 'Two can play that game, bitch'. Well that's how it came across anyway.
"Oh, yeh, sure! If Gee's okay with it, of course!" I agreed.
"He's the one who suggested filling James' post, numb-nuts!" Bob giggled, shoving me gently.
"Cool! So we go in and, er, set up?"
My question was answered with a chorus of "Yeh!"'s and "Okay"'s, then Frank fished out his keys from his hoodie pocket and unlocked the door, everyone slightly excited at Gerard's sudden return into each and every one of our lives.

I wish he hadn't.

DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUUN! Whatever will happen to our little crew? Will Mikey finally get what he lusts over - Frank? And will tension ever ease between Bob and Gerard? Stay tuned to find out, peeps!

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