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Freak	By : EmilyRose Category: My Chemical Romance > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3918 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of My Chemical Romance. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Narrator’s POV.

Frank, the only one who had known before about Gerard's rape, was the one who took the role of being strong on. He helped Mikey to the couch as Donna helped Gerard over to it as well. He told Gerard to tell them everything, and as Gerard choked the story out between sobs, Frank cleaned up Mikey’s vomit. He picked up the things that both Mikey and Donna had dropped on the floor, and he put them away in the kitchen. He stayed in there, because he felt he needed to give the family some time.

“I didn’t know it was wrong, I thought I was being a good friend.” Gerard explained as his mother kept crying and hugging him. She assured him over and over that it wasn’t Gerard’s fault, that what Cameron had done was wrong, that he was the blame. Mikey sat with eyes black as the night and listened to his brother’s story, until finally he’d had enough.

Laughing from the next door garden caught his attention and he turned to look out the open window behind him, the window that was facing towards their own backyard. He saw Cameron, the man who had, as a boy, broken his brother down completely. Cameron was having some sort of gathering with his friends, and it angered Mikey so much that he was smiling and laughing with them, he didn’t deserve it.

Without a word, Mikey got up from the couch and walked towards the backdoor. Donna saw what was happening, she saw her youngest leave the house, and she saw Cameron. She knew what Mikey wanted to do.

“FRANK, YOU HAVE TO STOP MIKEY!” She bellowed, and Frank, who had been waiting in the kitchen for any sign that it was alright for him to come back into the living room, came to her aid. He didn’t need any explaining, he saw Mikey, who had almost reached the end of the Way’s garden, where it would in a few feet fade into the Green’s garden.

He didn’t waste any time, he ran. But he didn’t make it in time, Mikey had already made his way into Cameron’s garden and Cameron stopped dead in his tracks with his friends when he saw him.

“Uh hi Mikey, long time no see… what can I do for you?” Cameron asked as his friends gave Mikey a confused look. Mikey didn’t reply, he simply walked up and let his fist connect with the side of Cameron’s face.

Now, you might think that what Mikey did was foolish, seeing as Cameron was much older then him, much stronger then him, and probably much better at fighting than him. But Mikey was angry, so angry he couldn’t control himself.

Cameron staggered from the punch, but he didn’t fall over. He grabbed his right cheek and his friends had all let out gasps of surprise when the much skinnier and weaker boy had suddenly punched their friend.

“What the fuck?” Cameron asked through gritted teeth, but before he could say anything more Mikey had once again landed a punch, this time in his stomach. But before he could do anything more Frank had grabbed Mikey from behind and pulled him back.

“Calm down Mikes.” Frank tried as he wrestled with his friend. Cameron was fighting for breath, as his friends still looked too confused to know what to do. They had no clue if they were supposed to just watch or beat Mikey into a bloody pulp.

“YOU RAPED HIM! HE WAS FOURTEEN YEARS OLD AND YOU RAPED MY BROTHER!” Mikey screamed at Cameron, who stopped clutching his stomach and instead his eyes widened in shock. It had been six years, so naturally Cameron thought he had gotten away with it, but here it was, the truth, it came back to bite him in the ass. And Cameron was much too surprised to even deny it.

Frank kept struggling with Mikey, who wanted to break loose and attack Cameron again. Finally Mikey realised that Frank wouldn’t let him go, so he stopped fighting him, but he still refused to back down.

“He was fourteen years old you sick fuck, and he didn’t even know what rape was. He thought you were his friend, and that he owed it to you to let you touch him!” Mikey spat at him, tears once more running down his cheeks. Mikey didn’t care that he was a mess, he didn’t care that some of their other neighbours where now watching the scene. He didn’t care, because Cameron wouldn’t get away with what he had done.

Cameron still didn’t say anything, but the guilty look on his face made his friends wonder. What if what this crazy boy was saying was true? What if Cameron had really done what he was accused of? When Cameron didn’t answer Mikey had once again started fighting against Frank, he wanted to grab Cameron and force him to confess, he wanted to strangle him, he wanted him to feel pain.

The dad from another of the houses close by came and helped Frank to hold Mikey back, since he could clearly tell that Frank wouldn’t be able to do it alone anymore. Him joining to the circle made some of the other parents around them feel brave enough to join as well. Three more people, one of them a woman, came to see what was going on.

“I’ve called the police, what’s going on?” The woman, known as Mrs. Kelsey to them, said.

Cameron’s friends started talking into each other’s mouths, but what they said didn’t really make any sense, so Mikey spoke up.

“He raped Gerard, when he was only fourteen years old.” He said, his voice no longer angry, just filled with sadness. A mumble broke out within all the spectators.

The police arrived, and they had to take both Mikey and Cameron down to the station for questioning. Frank, Donna and Gerard drove after them, as did several others of their neighbours that had witnessed the scene. They were going to tell the story, they wanted to help. They wanted to help Gerard.

They all knew him, because they all had helped when Gerard got lost, and Donna had panicked and started knocking on their doors to beg for help. Of course they found Gerard, who had decided to go for a walk alone and ended up not finding his way home.

They had all helped Donna when she couldn’t get a babysitter, they had all helped Donna through her time of need when her husband had left her. They had all helped her, whenever she needed it. They all felt sorry for her, and they all felt sorry for Gerard. To them, if Gerard said Cameron had raped him, there was no doubt that it was true. They all knew Gerard, because when he was younger he used to knock on their doors and ask for candy, even when it wasn’t Halloween. Sure, they all might’ve seen Gerard loose his temper, but he wasn’t a liar.

Cameron had always been a troublemaker, he had broken windows, shoplifted and stolen things from their gardens (such as apples from their trees and gasoline from their sheds, and they didn’t even want to know what he had used that for).

Once again, they decided to be there for Donna.

“He- he raped me.” Gerard mumbled while Frank squeezed his hand in comfort. Gerard was being questioned, after all the neighbours had had their say, and Mikey his, it was Gerard’s turn.

Normally, after such a long time, it would be hard to build a case, but Cameron didn’t even deny it. He confessed as soon as they turned the tape recorder on and asked him if he had ever touched Gerard Way in an inappropriate way. Cameron broke down in tears and told the truth, the whole truth. How he had used his friendship with Gerard against him, and how he had raped him while the older boy was crying for him to stop.

Truth was, Cameron was sorry, he was very sorry. Not a day had gone by where he hadn’t regretted his actions. He knew, as he sat there with a swollen face and a tender stomach, that he was getting what he deserved. His lawyer was telling him not to talk, but Cameron talked anyway. He told the police the truth about his own childhood. How one of his older cousins had used him, and forced him to do things. Why Cameron raped Gerard, was to regain some control, some power. It was still wrong, and Cameron knew that, but he had to be honest, he had to let the whole truth out.

The day seemed to drag on forever, but finally they could leave the station. Donna had stopped crying, and so had Mikey and Gerard, but now it was Frank’s turn to cry. Donna squeezed his shoulders in a hug and whispered ‘you don’t have to be strong anymore’ and that was it. Frank started crying like a baby. He cried during the car ride home, and he couldn’t stop as they got inside.

Donna told Mikey to take Gerard upstairs, and then she sat with Frank as he cried. She sat with him as he let his soul pour onto her feet. He told her between tears about his feelings, his feelings for himself and his feelings for Gerard. He told her how afraid he was that he didn’t deserve Gerard. He told her about his fear that he would hurt Gerard as much as Cameron had hurt him. He told her how Gerard had told him, and how angry he was. He told her he was ashamed because he had done nothing when Gerard told him, when Mikey had gone straight to action.

“It’s alright Frank, Gerard trusted you not to tell anyone, so it’s alright that you didn’t.” She comforted him, but she didn’t try to tell him to stop crying. She knew he needed it, since he had been strong for them the whole day.

“But I knew all along.” He whimpered as his tears started to subside.

“It was his story to tell.” She simply stated as she rubbed his back.

Finally Frank calmed down enough to thank her for listening, but she just smiled at him and kissed his cheek.

“Anytime Frank, I owe you, for how much you’ve helped Gerard.”

That night, Mikey crawled into his mother’s bed around midnight, and he cried again as she hugged him close. He felt like a child again, where he lay, his arms wrapped around his mother in her big bed. But he didn’t want to sleep on his own, and at that point Mikey was a child again.

Frank hadn’t even bothered with trying to go to sleep in his own bed, no he had been lying next to Gerard since they went to bed. Sleep didn’t seem to want to find either of them, but no words were spoken. Gerard was lying on his side, with Frank behind him, his chest pressed against Gerard’s back. After hours of trying, finally Gerard felt his eyes feel tired enough to sleep. But just before he fell asleep he felt Frank press his lips against his neck in a soft kiss goodnight.

A/N:
About the neighbour thing, I think in my heart, that they all were very close because of how they lived. They've probably helped each other out for as long as they had been living there, which means they know each other pretty well. So that they knew Gerard wasn't so weird. And they knew he wasn't a liar.

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