Why Is This So Unbearable

Gerards P.O.V.

I can hear screaming and crying coming from the perfect family upstairs. I wonder whats going on up there?

"Dad. I don't care. I'm telling him he loves him, dad. Don't you get it?" I hear Mikey yelling at dad. A door slams and foot steps coming down stairs is then heard.

I hope it's not dad.

Someone knocks on the door thats covered in many padlocks. I just stay in the corner. Hoping its not dad.

"Gerard, it's Mikey. Unlock the door I Need to talk to you."
I quickly pull down my long sleeves on my shirt to hide the many scares and still bleeding open wounds. Then rush over to the door. And use the end of my blades as keys and unlock the door. I step back and wait for Mikey to open the door. He opens the door and walks in. And then, all of a sudden, gasps in horror.

"Ohh Gerard! You look terrible," he says.

"Oh thanks Mikes. I really needed to hear that from yet another person."

"I'm sorry Gerard. It's just...I need to tell you something," he says and starts to cry.
"What Mikes? You can tell me anything."

"Well...Gee...Fr..Fr..Frankattemptedsuicide," he says extremly fast. Even though Mikey didn't speak clearly. And didnt leave time for breaths between words. I got what he said. And as soon as he finished I broke down onto my knees. Sobbing at Mikey's feet.

"Ge...Ge...Gerard. If you want, I can take you to see him," Mikey offered.

"What and have him see me like this?!" I say. Harshly projecting my voice.

"Gerard. He won't care about that. He loves you," he says reasuringly.

"He...He LOVES me??"

"Yes Gerard. He fucking loves you!"

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Mikey finishes securing my hands in bandages, so no one will accidentally get hurt. When he finishes, he hugs me and pushes me towards the door. Still half open, I push into it alowing me to make my way to the stairs. Once we are up the stairs, theres another door that Mikey opens for me.

"My old room!" I exclaim. Mikey walks me slowly through my room. Towards the next door alowing me time to take everything in. When the next door is opened, I see the lounge room. Still exactly the same as before candles lit and large drapes over the windows. Nothing has changed. We walk through the hallway, and out the front door. I stop in sheer amazement.

"I havent been outside since that day you know what."

"I know Gerard. Look over there," Mikey points in a different direction. I turn to see what he is pointing at.

"My- My - My old car!" I see my silver beat up car in the driveway.

"Yerp...Mom and Dad said they would sell it and by me a brand new car, but I refused their offer." He opens my old car's door and helps me get in.