A Kiss And I Will Surrender

Gerard’s POV

I’m on suicidal watch…apparently I was trying to kill myself in the cemetery, but I wasn’t…I was just drowning all my sorrows with alcohol and pills. Now I’m sitting in my room…well what was my room. Mum decided she would get rid of all my stuff, paint the walls white, only 2 pieces of white furniture which are a bed and a couch and worst of all…she’s making me wear white, yellow and…pink. IT’S KILLING ME! I’m sitting in the corner of the room on the floor, I like corners. What makes this whole thing worse is that my whole body hurts…I didn’t realise how good morphine was and mum’s not letting me have any painkillers…or COFFEE! ARGH!
“This kinda sucks,” I said out loud.

I got fed up…I’d decided to write a song…and I was going to yell it at the top of my lungs, making sure that she could hear it.

“Mama we all go to hell
Mama we all go to hell
I’m writing this letter and wishing you well
Mama we all go to hell
Oh well now Mama we’re all gonna die
Mama we’re all gonna die
Stop asking me questions; I’d hate to see you cry
Mama we’re all gonna die
And when we go don’t blame us, yeah
We’ll let the fires just bathe us, yeah
You made us, oh, so famous
We’ll never let you go
When you go don’t return to me, my love
Mama we’re all full of lies
Mama we’re meant for the flies
And right now they’re building a coffin your size
Mama we’re all full of lies
Well mother what the war did to my legs and to my tongue
You should’ve raised a baby girl
I should’ve been a better son
If you could coddle the infection
They could amputate at once
You should’ve been, I could have been a better son
And when we go d-“

“SHUT UP GERARD!!!” Mum screamed from upstairs…I ignored her.

“-on’t blame us, yeah
We’ll let the fires just bathe us, yeah
You made us, oh, so famous
We’ll never let you go
She said: “You ain’t no son of mine for what you’ve done,
They’re gonna find a place for you
And just you mind your manners when you go
And when you go don’t return to me, my love”
That’s right
Mama we all go to hell
Mama we all go to hell
It’s really quite pleasant
Except for the smell
Mama we all go to hell
2-3-4
Mama! Mama! Mama! Ohhh!
Mama! Mama! Mama! Ma…
And if you would call me your sweetheart,
I’d maybe then sing you a song.
But there’s shit that I’ve done with this fuck of a gun,
You would cry out your eyes all along
We’re damned after all
Through fortune and flame we fall
And if you can stay then I’ll show you the way
To return from the ashes you call
We all carry on
When our brothers in arms are gone
So raise your glass high
For tomorrow we die
And return from the ashes you call”

I sighed, that was so much fun. I could hear footsteps coming down my stairs. I turned to see Mikey.
“Hey Gee” he said quietly
“Hey Mikes”
“Mum said that you could have the coffee machine only if you stopped singing…nice song by the way,” he smirked
“OH MY GOD! I LOVE YOU MIKEY!!” I said tackling him to the ground.
“You know that I could just say that you started swearing at me and stuff” Mikey said grinning
“Why would you do that?” I asked
“If you had the coffee machine, then I wouldn’t be able to use it,”
“Oh…but you love me…don’t you?” I asked, slightly unsure
“YES! I love you man” he told me hugging me tightly
“I asked for love not incest” I said smiling
“INCEST!” Mikey screeched quickly pushing me away
“How about you stay down here and talk to me and drink coffee?” I asked, patting the spot next to me.
“Can’t” Mikey said bluntly
“Why?” I asked
“Mum says that I can’t be around you,”
“And I care what mums says? If she comes down just hide in the closet,” I told him
“OK!” Mikey said enthusiastically.
We drank coffee while we talked about music, comics, Meghan’s caffeine problem and other things that brothers talk about.
“Mikey?” mum called from upstairs
“HIDE!” I hissed.
Mikey ran into my empty closet just as mum came into the room.
“Is Mikey in here?” she asked
“No…I haven’t seen him,” I lied
“Hmm…Mikey come out, I know you’re in here,” she said, she knows us too well.
“NO!” came from the closet.
“I’m making coffee, sushi and unicorn shaped cookies,” she smirked, damn her and her cooking powers!
“Screw this...” Mikey said walking out of the closet, “…SUSHI TIME!”
“I thought you loved me,” I said, feigning hurt
“I’ll come down after the sushi,” Mikey whispered before disappearing up the stairs.
I shook my head, Mikey and his sushi.