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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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A/N: Woho, Gaby was my first reviewer!
Love to her for that.
Here comes the next chapter.

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“Mikey, Mikey I’m hungry, haven’t eaten, hungry.”

I opened my eyes slowly, knowing it was only Gerard. I yawned and stretched, and felt him sitting on the bed next to me. I looked up at his smiling face, and smiled back, even though my smile wasn’t as wide as his. It seemed like he would have a good day.

“Okay Gee, just give me a few minutes to wake up.” I said and sat up slowly, rubbing my eyes. The clock on my nightstand told me it was just after 6, so I had to get up soon anyway to get to work. I turned the not yet sounding alarm off and gave Gerard a light push, indicating I wanted him to get down from my bed so I could do so as well.

He got off the bed and stood next to it, almost jumping up and down on the spot. He looked uncomfortable and I knew why. As soon as I was out of bed he was standing next to my desk, trying to arrange my pencils and books by size.

“Gerard, come on, lets go.” I said and gently laid a hand on his shoulder.

“No, wait, want.” He mumbled and I sighed, but knew I had to wait now. He couldn’t leave the room until at least my desk looked alright. Of course that’s harder said than done, so soon he started working more franticly, and his hands started shaking.

“It’s alright, lets have breakfast.” I tried again, and this time I put both my hands on his arms, to try and pry him away from what he was doing. I knew that soon he would get angry because he couldn’t get my desk in order.

“I can’t do it Mikey, I can’t do it.” He said and his voice cracked.

“I know, come here Gee, it’s alright.” Finally he abandoned my desk, his hands shaking and he had started rocking back and forth slightly. I took his hands in mine and led him downstairs.

I sat there, listening to Gerard tell me about a drawing he had made. Drawing was something he really enjoyed, but of course you had to keep an eye on him while he was drawing. Sometimes if something didn’t turn out the way he wanted it to he could get violent. More then one time had he taken things and thrown them across the room.

Now he was just sitting there, talking too fast for me to understand everything, but I knew it was alright. I knew I didn’t need to hear everything he said, he just needed to talk.

On his good days he talks a lot, and he is very open and happy. Of course his days can go from good to bad in a matter of minutes, so I always cherish the times when he talks like this. It’s good they say, the psychiatrists. It’s good for Gerard to talk, even if some of what he says doesn’t make much sense.

As he talks I can’t help but study the scars and bruises on his arms that are visible thanks to him wearing a t-shirt. Gerard isn’t clumsy, but he’s not exactly graceful either. He has a tendency to walk into things, or stumble. He has trouble with buttons, and he can’t tie his shoelaces. It’s like sometimes his body just doesn’t listen to him because he don’t know how to tell it to do things. Once he tried to open a jar and when he couldn’t he slammed it against the counter. Glass flew everywhere and he got a long gash on his forearm.

I sighed and my eyes traced the scar from the jar incident as he kept on talking. Gerard doesn’t really need you to listen, or to react. He just… talks. Like I said before.

Finally he finished his breakfast and carried it to the sink. On his good days he can do almost everything for himself, and on those days I can’t help to wonder if maybe he could actually live on his own. But then his mood change and suddenly you have to keep him from banging his head against the wall because he can’t open the milk carton.

Today was going to be a good day though, I knew it. I finished off my own breakfast and put it in the sink next to his.

“Mikey, please, I promise to be good.” Frank pleaded again, and I tried to say no again, but I couldn’t. Frank is the only friend I really have, he’s the only one I have time to spend any time with since he works with me. He asked if he could stay the weekend at my house, normally it’s alright, because mum can look after Gerard while we hang out, but mum’s going away this weekend.

However he’s apparently been thrown out by his parents for doing drugs, so now it’s a bit more difficult to say no. I rubbed my eyes tiredly and finally nodded.

“Just, remember that Gerard is there, and listen to everything I say about him.” I said, and he nodded almost jumping up and down.

“I’ve met Gerard a few times, it’ll be alright, and you’ll be there.” He said and I tried to be reassured. But you never knew with Frank, he could be very unpredictable, something not good with Gerard around. However Frank isn’t stupid, or mean, so he’ll try his best.

“This is what you need to know for this weekend.”

There followed a long list of things he couldn’t do or say. Things he needed to remember, and things that he needed to be prepared for. Sure he’d been at my house a few times, but never when I was alone in charge of Gerard. If Gerard had a good weekend, it’d be easy. But sometimes he’d have his worst days during the weekends.

One time he threw himself out the second story window because one of his action figures kept falling over and knocking the other figures down as well.

Another time he accidentally fell down the stairs while I was in the shower, and he lay there without making a sound for almost an hour because I thought he was in his room.

Safe to say, when alone with Gerard, anything can happen.

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A/N: So, just gonna let you know a few things.
Firstly, if the descriptions of AS isn't completely correct, remember that this is from Mikey's POV and that he's only ever been around one single person with AS. To him, everything Gerard does is probably typical AS, even if it isn't.
Also, one of my friends said the following when I told her about this fic:
"How can it turn into a Frerard if Gerard is retarded?"
The answer is easy; Gerard isn't retarded, he has Aspbergers Syndrome.
Two completely different things, and people with AS can live a somewhat normal life.
I know what I'm doing with this story, just stay tuned people.

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