I Can't Look At You Anymore

****GERARDS POV*****

After dinner was over I walked Mel to her car and waved her off.

Damn Mikey all I could think about was his hands all over me.

I hated that he had so much control over me.

She was right out side of the door. That didn't stop him.

Nothing would.

I showered and headed for my room and locked the door behind me.

I climed into my bed.

Sleep came quickly, it had been an eventfull day.

The next morning I was sitting at the kitchen table eating my breakfast. Mikey was eating his, gran was out side hanging washing. I could sse her thru the window.

The phone rang.

Mikey git up to get it.

"hello?, Hang on"

He held the phone up to me.

"Who is it?"

"who do u think it is ?" He rolled his eyes.

"hello?" It was Melissa she was upset about something, so she was rambling on, this kind of thing happens often so it's usually just best to let her have it out.

Using the odd oh yeah and why in the pauses.

I pulled the phone over to the table and sat down again.

Mikey was sitting in his chair still.

He shook the carton of milk at me motioning if I wanted some.

I nodded.

He got up and poured some in my glass.

"Hmm yeah, Mel I'm still here"

Mikey tipped my glass all over my lap.

"Mikey! What the fuck????!!"

He went to the cupboard and grabbed a tea towel.

"No its okay Mel, keep going,"

Mikey mopped up the milk on the table first then he started on me.

He was dabbing the cloth with all the right movements that sent my body into alert.

No he wasnt trying to clean me off he was petting me down!

I gave him the look that told him to stop but he just smiled and and kept rubbing.

I found it harder and harder to keep my concerntration on the phone call.

"Yeah I'm here, Mel"

Mikey gave me a filthy look and walked away.

I finished my phone call and headed upstairs to get changed, I had spilt milk all over me and he did it on purpose!

After getting changed I went to Mikey's room.

I was pissed.

I wanted him to stop playing with me!

He knew damn well how I felt!

"MIKEY! I've told you we can't keep doing this anymore!"

"Your words say one thing but your body says another!" Mikey said moving his eyes to the crotch of my jeans.

"Fucking hell Mikey! Is sex all you think about?!!!"

"No your'e all I think about,"

Mikey said standing up moving closer to me.

"I'm with Melissa, I want a normal life! Fucking you isn't normal Mikey! I'm not gay! I like girls! I love Melissa!"

"Fucking Mellissa! I hate her what do you see in her?"

I knew what I saw in her and I knew it would kill him hearing it too.

"What do I see in her Mikey? I see you"

Mikey's eyes widened with rage.

He raised his hand and slapped me across the cheek.