Please Save My Soul

When I woke up I quickly realized I wasn’t in my room, let alone my house. I sprung up in panic but recognized where I was. Sighing I looked around the room, but he wasn’t there. It made me wonder if everything was a dream or had actually happened. I stood up straightening my shirt and found his clock, it was after eleven which meant mom was home and I wasn’t.
“Shit,” I grumbled heading out and upstairs. When I made it to the last step I heard Mikey’s voice, he was talking to someone but I didn’t know who. I walked down the short hall and found Mikey and Gerard on the couch talking to each other. Gerard was the first to look up, he had probably known I was coming before I knew it was him. Mikey looked over and grinned.
“Hey Frank.”
“Uh hey.” I ran my hand through my hair. I wonder what Gerard had told him about me being here.
“Oh, we called your mom told her you were here. So that way you wouldn’t get in any trouble.” Gerard reached over grabbing a list off the coffee table.
“I’ll be back later then.” Mikey nodded getting up.
“Oh, I want to show you something Frank, wait here.” he ran out of the room and up to his room.
“Ok,” I mumbled. Gerard walked over to me with a small smile on his face.
“You still sleepy?” I shook my head.
“Um, I do have one question.”
“I’m listening.”
“Did I... by chance imagine what you told me before I fell asleep, or did you really tell me yes?” the smile spread even more.
“You didn’t imagine anything.” a smile spread across my face.
“Really?” I probably looked like a dork, he nodded leaning down pressing his lips to my forehead.
“Yes, now I’ll be back soon. I just have to go pick some things up for mom and dad. Mikey I’m sure will keep you highly entertained with his early birthday present.” he stated squeezing my hand and walked out with his car keys. I stood there in shock, I wanted to jump up and down, scream with joy and tell everyone, but that would be disturbing to a lot of people.
“Look at it!” Mikey ran in holding up the new Play Station 3.
“Wow, um Mikes your birthday isn’t for like another two months.” I stated confused.
“I know, but I told mom and dad that I wanted one. And they told me if they ordered it I couldn’t get anything else for my birthday and stuff. I didn’t care, I wanted it and now I have it!” he cheered.
“Did you have coffee this morning?” his smile quickly fell.
“Don’t judge me!” he hugged it to his chest.
“You really need to sort your priorities and poisons” I walked over collapsing on the couch. He sat it down and came over next to me.
“Hey, I want to thank you.” I picked up my head looking at him.

“You’re welcome? But what for?”
“Gerard, we talked this morning. He told me it’ll take a while, but one day he’ll tell me what happened. I just wanted to thank you, somehow you got through to him. I’m getting my brother back and I can’t begin to explain how thankful I am for that.” he explained.
“You’re welcome Mikey,” I dropped my head letting it hit the pillow.
“I think he likes you.” well that was completely random.
“Hm really now?” he laughed.
“Yes I do, honestly. And I think you like him.” there was something hidden in his words.
“And what do you mean by that Mr. Mikey?” I smirked.
“You two would be good together.”
“I know we would.” I laughed.
“Oh don’t you sound full of yourself?” he laughed hitting my leg.
“I have the right to be.” I pushed myself up.
“Oh, really now? And how is that?” he gave me an amused look.
“Because he told me so this morning, and he knows I like him.” I blushed, he started laughing.
“What? How’s that funny?”
“You’re so red Frank, it’s hilarious.” I blushed even harder.
“Shut up!” I pulled the pillow out from behind me and launched it at him. He laughed ducking but it hit him square in the head.
“Ok, ok I’ll stop making fun of you, I promise.” he held up his hands in defeat.
“Damn straight.” I stated crossing my arms.
“So, are you two, you know dating?”
“Well, we haven’t made anything official yet if that’s what you’re asking.” I shrugged, but that didn’t matter because I knew it was more then that. He nodded getting up and proceeded to hook up his new game to the TV. I sighed looking back at the door waiting for him to get back, because the moment he walked out, I had already begun to miss him.
“Lost puppy,” I heard him laugh.
“Michael!” I shouted throwing another pillow at him. He screamed trying to dodge it and ended up tripping over the decorative carpet falling flat on his face.
“Oh now that is what you call karma. It bites you in the ass Mikey,” I laughed, he picked up his head glaring at me.
“Bite me,” he retorted. I couldn’t help but laugh, if only he knew how funny that really was.
He rolled over onto his back and looked up at the ceiling, and just laid there.
"Uh, Mikey are you still with me here?" he rolled his head to the side.
"No, I'm not actually. I'm on planet Mars, please leave a message after the obnoxiously loud beep. If you leave your name and number I will get back to you when I feel like it. If you are someone I do not like however, don't hold your breath. I'm sorry to say that I do not know when I will be back so if I do not return your call within a week, do not think I'm ignoring you. Unless, once again you are someone that I really can't stand." he explained in a monotone voice before letting out a loud beep. I waited, sitting there for a few moments waiting for him to stop. But after two breaths and more prolonged beeping I grabbed the coaster off the coffee table and hurled it at him.
"Oh my God shut up!" I cried making it stop. He just laid there again, I sat up looking over.
"Hello? I didn't hit you that hard did I?"
"You broke my fucking answering machine! Now how the hell am I supposed to know who called me?" he whined throwing his arms up.
"Simple, nobody would waste their time calling you." I grinned earning a glare.
"You asked, don't forget." I grinned.
"Watch your back Iero, I'll get you." he warned getting up. I couldn't help but laugh as he finished hooking everything up. I laid back down on the couch looking around the room, I got up spotting some of their family photos. Picking up one that I remembered, it was Gerard from when he was younger. I sighed running my fingers over his face, I think he was nine in this one.
"I'm in heaven." I grinned madly.
"What, did some hot gay guys in short-shorts show up at the door for you?" he asked from behind the TV.
"No, just your brother." I replied. There was a gagging noise that came followed by incoherent rambling of how gross that was.
"My brother in short-shorts is like taking a white pole, putting a black wig on it and tying black fabric around the midway point." he explained pushing the TV back.
"Wow Mikey, I'm sure he'll love to hear how you picture him in those." he looked up at me.
"Shut up." I couldn't help but laugh, hoping he would be back soon.