Touched by Angels, Though I Fall out of Grace

Still Gerard’s POV

The day passed pretty fast and soon enough Mikey and I were driving home, we had already dropped Frank off.

“Dad’s still here” Mikey noted when we parked; it wasn’t unusual for our father to be there when we left for school but not when we got back. When we got into the house all the curtains were shut and the TV was on, our dear old dad was sitting in front of it with an empty bottle of rum in his limp hand, what did he think he was? A pirate? No one drinks rum anymore. Mikey went upstairs straight away while I picked up the crap my father had already knocked off things in the lounge and cleaned up the glass of another empty bottle of spirits that he had dropped and smashed. I didn’t think I was making that much noise but it was enough noise to wake him up

“Who the fucks there?” he asked slurring his words, I always wondered did he always do this and if he did why did he still have a job? I didn’t answer his drunken questions hoping he would fall back to sleep but he didn’t

“Fuck face is that you?” he asked angrily; this wasn’t going to be good

“Yes father it’s me” I answered him bitterly

“Why aren’t you at school?” he asked getting up off the couch and slowly making his way towards me

“School is finished father” I replied, I never called him dad because dad is a word you associate with good fathers and he wasn’t one so he didn’t deserve that

“Don’t speak to me like that, I’m your father,” he said trying to tower over me but he couldn’t anymore I was just as tall as he was

“I know what you are and I’ll speak to you how I think you deserve to be spoken to” I replied moving away from him

“You little rotten no-good son of mine” he said before punching me in the face, I must say he punched much harder than Mike ever has. I was on the ground before I was able to put my hand out to break my fall, then my father started kicking me relentlessly in the stomach. Many flash backs of being beaten by Mike and him both flashed past my eyes

“Dad! Stop!” I heard Mikey yell as he came down the stairs, at that moment there were so many emotions that erupted inside of me that I couldn’t tell, which was most important

“Don’t Mikey, go away,” I said sitting up and spitting blood out of my mouth and onto the kitchen floor

“Oh look it’s my other son, how are you Mikey? Gay much?” he asked not making sense, my father was a homophobic and hated anything to do with gays just another reason to hate him. Mikey looked at me I could tell he was frightened as hell and was wishing he hadn’t come down here no matter how good his intentions were.

“Leave him alone” I said now standing leaning against a wall

“Why should I you both belong to me” he grinned evilly and did something I always wished would never ever happen, he turned around and punched Mikey right in the jaw he fell to the floor out cold. The next few seconds after that were kind of a blur, Gabriel burst through the door at a speed I didn’t think was capable of any human and then Aiden after him

“Don’t touch either of them,” Gabriel growled at my father like an animal almost, there was so much anger and hate in his voice I wanted to cower in fear but I didn’t

“And who are you pretty boy?” my father asked obviously too drunk to properly hear his voice

“A friend” he replied not growling this time but still with as much anger and hate in his voice

“Well if you excuse me pretty boy I need some time alone with my sons” my father grinned at us, did he really think Gabriel would leave. I didn’t notice but Aiden was already by Mikey making sure he was okay,

“Leave him alone!” my father yelled at Aiden and then went to kick her, she dodged quickly it wasn’t hard when he was drunk. Aiden looked up towards Gabriel and then nodded,

“Do not ever try and hurt my sister” Gabriel warned and then moved closer to my father, he was almost stalking him though he wasn’t moving. When I looked back towards Aiden Mikey was gone and she was standing there looking at me

“I’ll do what ever I god dam want, this is my house pretty boy” he spat at Gabriel and then went to punch him but before I knew it Aiden was behind him holding his arm with little effort.

“Do not lay a finger on him or you won’t have any fingers left, that goes for Gerard and Mikey as well, you hear?” Aiden growled into his ear though I could still hear it. I couldn’t see my father’s face but by the sound of his voice it sounded frightened

“What ever you want just don’t hurt me” I stood there dumbfounded Aiden couldn’t hurt him he was twice her size but yet she was holding him back and I could see he was struggling and she didn’t even look like she was trying. When she let my father go he ran out the door and to his car a second later Gabriel went after him, probably to stop him from drunk driving. Aiden walked over towards me where I was leaning against the wall

“Are you okay?” she asked for the second time today

“Yeah, nothing I haven’t dealt with before” I replied spitting more blood onto the kitchen floor, she looked at me stunned and then started backing away slowly

“I have to go,” she said bluntly and then disappeared from the house.

“That was one weird afternoon” is all I said before I blacked out.