So Much For Sanity

Four


Mikey knocked on the door to Gerard's house a good five times. "Gee! Are you in there? Gerard!" Mikey called. He pounded on the door again. He knew that if Gerard had gone anywhere he would've at least called.

"Gerard, answer the door!" he yelled. He turned the door knob and it pushed open. He felt stupid for not trying that sooner. He walked in, and shut the door behind him.

When he went inside, he gasped. The place was trashed! Books, papers, everything was scattered across the living room! Mikey looked around in awe. A bookshelf was completely knocked over. The couch was torn apart. Chairs were tipped over.

Mikey darted to the kitchen and saw it was even worse. Dishes were shattered on the tiled floor. Glass was everywhere. But what's this? There was blood on the floor and cabinets.

With that, Mikey left the kitchen and raced up the stairs clumbsilly. He stumbled down the hallway and looked around. No Gerard. He dashed down to the end of the hall and noticed Gerard's door was open. He cautiously entered the room and gasped. "Gerard!"

Gerard was lying in the corner of his room on his side. He wasn't moving and he was facing the wall, so Mikey couldn't tell whether he was awake or not.

Mikey ran over to his brother and scooped him up into his arms. His pants were around his ankles, and they looked like they'd been ripped off, which they had been. There were bruises on Gerard's legs and lower back. Mikey lifted his brother's shirt to see there were bruises on his sides and on his stomach.

There was also dried blood on Gerard's face and in his hair from a gash on the side of his forehead. Mikey started crying. He was so scared...was Gerard alive or dead? He couldn't tell. Mikey checked for a pulse and sighed in relief. Gerard was alive. Luckily.

"G-Gerard," he whispered, stroking Gerard's cheek with the tips of his fingers. "Wake u-up...ple-please..." he slipped his arms around Gerard and pulled him up into his arms, crying harder with each second. 'Wake up, Gee, please, wake up...' he thought.

He heard stiffled groan and Gerard began to shift in Mikey's arms. "Gee? Are you ok?" Mikey asked quietly. Gerard started furiously shoving at Mikey, as if trying to get him off.

"Stop! No! Get away! Go away!!" Gerard screamed.

"Gee! Gee, calm down! It's just me! It's just Mikey!" Mikey cried, not understanding why Gerard was freaking out. Gerard stopped panicking and calmed down a little when he saw it was just Mikey.

"Mik...ey?" he whimpered. His voice was full of fear.

"Yea it's me," Mikey replied. "What on earth happened to you?" He asked.

Gerard realized his pants were still down so he went to pull them up, but when he moved, pain shot through his body and he yelped. Mikey winced. Gerard was beaten up pretty badly.

"Here let me help you." Mikey reached down and grasped the waist of Gerard's jeans and pulled up, trying to be as gentle as possible. He slid it up past Gerard's knees and halfway up his thighs. Mikey looked up at Gerard. He was blushing. Well, Mikey figured he was blushing since he was basically nine shades or red. Mikey felt himself start to blush. He slid the pants' waist back up to where they were supposed to be.

"Thanks.." Gerard muttered quietly.

Mikey looked into his eyes. He could always read Gerard like a book. He could tell when he was happy, sad, embarrassed, etc. But this time, this time he read pain, and misery, and fear. He hated seeing that.

"Gee," Mikey managed, "Who-who did this to you?"

Gerard looked away, tears were filling his eyes again. He really didn't want to talk about it, but he knew he had to. "I-it was...R-R-Ray..."

"He did this to you?! That little..I really AM gonna kick his ass now..."

"Mikey!"

"Gerard!" Mikey snapped. "You don't understand! You don't know what this is doing to me! He's abusing you! And...and what if one day he kills you?! I won't be able to survive if he kills you! I love you! I love you with all of my heart!" Mikey was crying even harder now. "I-I-I'd die without y-you..."

Gerard looked at the ground, "H-he...he-he raped me, Mi-Mikey...th-then he b-beat me..."

Mikey pulled Gerard into his arms tight, causing Gerard to wince. "I love you Gerard." he whispered. "He's not going to do this to you anymore. I won't l-let him hurt you anymore.." he promised.

"I love you, t-too Mikey.." Gerard cried.

Mikey pulled away and looked deep into Gerard's eyes. He then leaned in close to Gerard. Their faces were centimeters apart. Mikey closed the gap by pressing his lips to Gerard's softly.

He half expected Gerard to shove him off, but no. Gerard closed his eyes and kissed back. He wanted to wrap his arms around Mikey, but due to his wounds...

"We better get you to a doctor." Mikey whispered against Gerard's lips.

"No," Gerard shook his head. "They ask too many...questions."

"You're hurt, Gerard."

"Mikey..."

"Gerard."

"Fine."

Mikey stood and helped Gerard up. Gerard winced, due to harsh treatment Ray had put him through. "You ok?" Mikey asked.

"Yea..." Gerard whimpered.

"We better get you there soon." Mikey allowed Gerard to drape one arm around him as they headed down the hall and down the stairs.

Gerard gasped when he saw the reckage of his house. "Oh...my...God..." he gawked. "What did he do...?" he whispered to himself.

"C'mon Gee." Mikey walked Gerard out to the SUV and opened the door for him. Then he helped him climb in. Mikey walked to the other side and hopped into the driver's seat. "You're gonna be ok."

Suddenly, Gerard's cell phone rang.

"Hello?" he answered it.

"G-Gerard? I-it's me Ray..."

[A/N: OMG! First a kiss shared with the bros, now Ray's calling?! R&R! Please! ^_^ thanks to all reviewers]