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Nobody's Home	By : EmilyRose Category: My Chemical Romance > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2243 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: So I don't know what to do with this to be honest.
So tell me what to do, or what he should do, and I'll continue...
Otherwise it's most likely on hiatus because I can't make up my mind xD
Haha!
(Thanks to all of you who reviewed!!!)

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The rumors flew but nobody know how much he blamed himself
For years and years he tried to hide the whiskey on his breath

"This is your fault!"
Mikey was haunting me in my dreams again. His words hit me like a ton of bricks. Finally I managed to fight sleep and woke up, sweating and crying. When I woke up I noticed I was alone, just the way I was when I fell asleep. I and Frank had had a huge fight the day before. About us, our rela- no, we didn't have a relationship. But we were arguing about the lack of one.

He had been sad, he had been crying, and I had to swallow many times to keep myself from doing so as well. "But I'm in love with you Gerard!" He had cried, and I knew it was true. And I knew I was in love with him as well. But I couldn't let myself be happy. I didn't deserve being happy. I didn't deserve Frank. When I told him that he just stormed out of my room without another word. I heard my mother saying goodbye to him, but I never heard a reply.

"I'm such a fucking screw-up." I said as I banged my head against the wall in the bathroom where I had fled after waking up, wanting to freshen up. I sat in there on the floor, staring at the door in front of me. I hated life, I really did. But now I was too in love with Frank to kill myself, but I felt too bad about Mikey to give in to Frank. "FUCK!"

That was it, I had had enough. I got up from the floor, ripped open the bathroom cabinet and practically tore everything out as I searched for the pills I knew where in there. When I finally found them I slammed the cabinet closed and went into the bedroom again to grab the secret bottle of vodka I knew I had in there.

Finally, peace.

He finally drank his pain away a little at a time
But he never could get drunk enough to get him off his mind

A fire, a fire burning my insides. A pressure on my lungs, a scream from somewhere in the distance. A small hand on my shoulder.

Finally I opened my eyes; the room was red, blood red. I tried to turn my head, but I wasn't able too. I had no idea where I was, but I didn't like it. It scared me, it really did. The walls were red, and so were the floor. But the roof was white. The walls were made of bricks, the floor of wood. I looked down on myself and noticed I was dressed in the black suit I wore for Mikey's funeral. I had no idea what was going on, was I asleep or what?

Finally my body seemed to listen to me again, as I took a step forward. That's when I noticed the room had nothing in it, not a table or a couch. The room didn't even have windows or a door. It was empty, except for me. I walked up to one of the walls and placed a hand on the cold surface.

Nothing.
I couldn't feel the roughness of the brick, or even my own hand as I tried pinching myself on the shoulder.

Nothing.

Just nothing. All I could feel were the emotions going crazy inside me, and the way my heart pumped on. I thought maybe I was dead, and maybe this was hell. Maybe I was doomed to spend eternity in this room.

Then I heard something behind me that made me turn around.

"M-Mikey?" My own voice startled me. It didn't sound like me, but yet it did. I didn't care though; all I cared about was seeing my baby brother standing in front of me in that damn room.

He stood there, just staring at me with a sad expression on his face. He was wearing the clothes we buried him in. The black suit with a red tie that I had picked out. Just seeing that, and seeing my brother smiling again, made my eyes burn with tears. I sobbed without realizing it as he walked towards me. He didn't stop until he was standing right in front of me.

I flinched when he raised a hand to stroke my cheek softly. I opened my mouth to speak, but my voice had abandoned me. There was nothing I could say anyway. "Gerard." His voice was soft and angelic, and I couldn't help but feel that wave of love pierce through my body as he spoke again.

"I'm dead." I clenched my fists tight and gritted my teeth. "I don't want you to be dead. PLEASE don't be dead, just… PLEASE!"

I couldn't hold it back anymore, the feelings were too much. Being here, wherever here were, and talking to Mikey, feeling his hand on my face… That was too much. I started crying heavier as I fell to my knees, pulling him with me. On the floor I felt him wrap his arms around me and I cried against his chest. "Oh Mikey why did you leave me?" I choked out as I wept.

After what felt like forever I stopped crying and leaned away so I could face him. He had such a look of sadness on his face, and I could see that he was crying as well. I tore my eyes away from his for a second to look around the room again, but then my gaze returned to his.

Finally I couldn't take the silence anymore and opened my mouth to speak, but he stopped me by pressing a finger to my lips.

"There is two ways Gerard, but… there are some conditions." At first I couldn't grasp what he had just said; did he actually say that there was a way (two ways?) for him to come back? I felt my heart start beating like crazy, and my lips curled into a smile. "Tell me." I begged him as I let a hand rest on his shoulder.

He looked away for a few seconds before turning his head back and speaking again. "If I come back, time will turn back, and none of this will have happened. I'll wake up from my attempted suicide and everything will be like it was. No one will ever remember me dying except you, me… and Frank."

At his last words I gasped, and my heart stopped again. "What?" Was all I could force myself to say. "I don't make the rules; that's just how it is. You can have me back," he stopped for a second to caress the side of my face with his thumb. "But then you'll have to explain everything to Frank, and he'll have to live with that for the rest of his life."

"But I'll have you." I insisted. I knew it was selfish of me, but… I'd have my Mikey. My Mikey, my brother and lover. My beautiful beautiful Mikey. He sighed as he let his other hand caress my face as well.

"Then you can always stay here, since at the moment you're not really breathing down there." His words scared me, what did he mean? I was dead? "But either way, I'll have you." I whispered. He leaned his forehead against mine and I could feel his skin against mine.

"Yes, but you will never have Frank, and he will never have you. Will you do that to Frank?" I bit my bottom lip as I thought. "If I chose not to, is this where you'll spend eternity?" I whispered, dreading his answer. To my surprise he giggled a little. Oh how I missed hearing that cute giggle. I couldn't help but smile.

"No, this is just a meeting point, of some sort. I'm in heaven Gerard." Then his face turned serious again and his grip on my face tightened. "And now you have to make a choice, I can't stay for long, and neither can you."

So this was it. My three choices? Either I get my brother and lover back, but hurt Frank beyond reason. I mean, it'd probably ruin his life, and I'd surely lose him forever. Or I let Mikey stay dead, go back to earth and try to let Frank into my heart. Or I could stay here with Mikey, for all eternity in heaven, again breaking Frank's heart.

I had no idea what to do.

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A/N: So tell me damnit, which of the three choices should I go with?
Or, what if it's all a dream?
You'll never knooow! (uh, yes you will HAHA!)
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