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So Much For Sanity	By : 3EyedChicken Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 1408 -:- 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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Five
"Wh-what do you want?!" Gerard asked shakilly.
"Who is it?" Mikey whispered.
"Gee, w-what happened l-last night?" Ray asked.
"Who is it?!" Mikey asked, getting louder.
"SHH!" Gerard snapped at Mikey. "Sorry. Umm R-Ray I d-"
"Who!??" Mikey yelled, causing Gerard to jump, startled. "Give me the phone! Right now Gerard!"
"M-Mikey, please.."
Mikey grabbed the cell from his brother. Mikey wasn't about to let Gerard talk to the person that he hated. "Ray! What the fuck is wrong with you! Huh? What's your deal?!"
"Mikey?? Give the phone back to Gee! Now! I need to talk to him! Not you!" Ray yelled into the phone.
"He's my brother not yours!"
"He's my boyfriend, not yours!"
"I never said he wasn't your boyfriend!" Mikey snapped back.
"Well let me talk to him!" Ray shouted.
Gerard was sitting in the passenger's seat. He hated it when Mikey yelled. He considered it ruining Mikey's beautiful voice. He hated more that Mikey was yelling at Ray. Yea, he was pissed at Ray, but he didn't know whether to shrug it off [pshh yea right] or get really mad about it and confront Ray. Of course, choice "B" was more logical. But did he really want to confront someone that just beat him worse than he'd ever been beaten?? No siree.
"You fucking used him Ray!" Mikey's voice pierced through Gerard's thoughts. "I found him on the floor in his room! And he was bloody and bruised and I was fucking terrified, because I thought he was dead!"
Everything fell silent. Gerard had his eyes closed, trying to imagine himself anywhere but there. He just wanted to go to sleep.
"I'm sorry about last night...I was-"
"Drunk." Mikey finished, rage suddenly seeping into his veins. "I know, Ray, you were drunk. I'm not retarded. And don't say sorry to me, say it to my brother! Sorry...pshh..." Mikey repeated under his breath. "Ray, you need help."
"I know ok I know! I'm trying! Hold on!" Ray yelled. Mikey rolled his eyes. Then, in the background, he heard glass hitting the floor and he heard Ray curse.
"What did you do?" Mikey asked.
"Nothing it's none of your business."
"Ray!" Mikey yelled. He sighed, "You know what.,.." he paused and looked over at Gerard, whom was looking out the window. Then he sighed again, "Untill you get your help, I don't want to see you ten foot near my brother."
Gerard's eyes shot over to Mikey. "Mikey I-" Mikey pressed a finger to his lips. Gerard didn't want Mikey to say that. He understood it would be for the best if he and Ray...stayed away from each other...and if Ray got help. But that was a bit harsh. 'Harsh,' Gerard thought, sick at himself, 'Harsh was how he treated me last night.'
"Mikey you can't do that! It's up to Gerard, not you!"
"Well fine! Gee!" Mikey turned back to Gerard, putting the phone in 'speakerphone' mode. "Don't you agree it's best if you two stay away from each other a while?"
Gerard paused, not sure how to answer that.
"Well...?" Ray was growing impatient.
"I..." Gerard's voice trailed off and he paused again. He couldn't just break Ray's heart. He didn't want to hurt him. But...
"Hurry up Gerard!" Ray yelled. "I don't have all fucking day to wait for your sorry ass to answer!"
"Fuck no you did not just yell at me.." Gerard muttered. "You know what Ray," he grabbed the phone. "Yea! I do agree with Mikey! We...we can't go on! We're fucking over, ok! I do love you but I am not gonna...look, you need help! Ok!"
"...Gee I-"
"Gahh! Look! Just! Get! Help!"
"Gee! Calm down!" Ray sounded as if he was going to cry.
"I'm sorry...but...please Ray..." he whispered. "I don't wanna hurt you...but...maybe we should just..um...take a break for a while..."
"But Gee...I love you..."
Gerard looked up at Mikey, whom was glaring at the phone, clearly angered. "I...I love you, too...but....goodbye, Ray." he clicked 'off' quickly.
He started to cry softly. He really hadn't wanted to hurt Ray. Mikey sensed his pain and gently rubbed his shoulder. "M-Mikey...can we...can we just s-stay here?"
"Yes Gerard. We can." he looked at the wound on Gerard's forehead. "We just need to get you cleaned up. I don't think you'll need stitches, and you don't look like you have any broken bones."
"Thanks..." Gerard said quietly. Mikey got out and walked around the car, opening Gerard's door for him. Gerard smiled a dim smile. Mikey took his hand. Before Gerard got out, Mikey leaned over and kissed him softly on the lips. Gerard smiled again.
With that, Mikey helped Gerard out of the car and back into the house, taking him up the stairs to the bathroom. He sat him down on the counter in the bathroom. Mikey then got a warsh wrag and soaked it in warm water. They remained silent for a while. Mikey rang the wrag out and looked over at Gerard.
He took the cloth and dabbed it on Gerard's face, cleaning off some of the dried blood. It was sort of hard to clean off, due to its dry-ness. But Mikey managed to get it off in five minutes, surpisingly. He then sighed, "We'll have to get it out of your hair later." Gerard nodded.
Mikey looked Gerard up and down and frowned slightly. "What's wrong?" Gerard asked.
"Oh. Nothing. I'm just...well...a little mad. Because of Ray. I can't help but think you deserve," he paused, "...so much better than him.."
A silence fell upon the brothers. Mikey had to break it. He turned the water on again, re-warming the wrag. He figured it'd be easier if he worked his way down. That sounded wrong in Mikey's head, so he decided not to say it. He turned off the water once the wrag was warm enough and looked over at Gerard, "Y-you're going to have to...umm...t-take your shirt off."
Gerard blushed slightly. "O...ok..." he obidiently started unbuttoning his shirt. His arms felt less tense and sore than they did earlier. Really the only thing that hurt was his ribs and the skin near his entrence. He guessed it was just from lying stiff and shit like that. Once he unbuttoned the shirt, he slowly slid it off his shoulders. When his eyes flickered over to Mikey's, he realized Mikey's eyes were glued on his chest. He chuckled softly, "What are you studying?"
Mikey looked up, kind of embarrassed, "Umm nothing." he smiled, blushing. Then he took the warm wrag and walked over to his brother. He started dabbing the wet cloth on Gerard's skin, washing off the blood. He heard Gerard gasp when he first touched him with the cloth, and something inside him he had a desire to make Gerard gasp more....
But he didn't think about that. He just kept cleaning off his brother. 'No thinking dirty no thinking dirty...jeez your brother has just been raped and nearly killed and you're thinking about fucking him! Sicko!' Mikey thought.
'I can't take it anymore!' Mikey told himself. He set the cloth down and looked into Gerard's eyes. He wrapped his hand - lightly - around Gerard's neck and pulled him into a kiss. Gerard slid his arms around Mikey and moaned very quietly. Gerard allowed Mikey's tongue to enter his mouth and moaned again.
Mikey started rubbing his hands up and down Gerard's sides. Then, his lips traveled down to Gerard's neck, kissing softly. He opened his eyes just barely and saw a bruise on Gerard's collarbone, and thought, 'He doesn't need to be treated that way,' but then he smiled against Gerard's neck, 'Well he won't be...now he has me. I'll never hurt him...ever.'
[A/N: Aww how sweet! Haha well this isn't the end...how's Ray gonna react to being broken up with? Will he get help? Well R&R and you'll find out ~_0 thanks to all reviewers. You are the ones that keep me writing...haha. =) ]
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