So Much For Sanity

Seven


Ray's eyes snapped open and he sat up quickly, looking around, not knowing where he was. Once he took in his surroundings, he let out a long sigh of relief. 'A dream...just a dream.' Ray thought. He was safely in his room. Not in the car. Not going down off the bridge. In his room. In his bed. He was fine. Well...minus the bottle lying beside him.

He groaned, remembering what had happened. He'd lost Gerard. The thought of it made tears run down his cheeks. He'd lost the one thing he loved the most. Wait, no. Not "thing". The one person.

Ray knew he'd mistreated Gerard. He knew he didn't deserve Gerard. He sighed and grasped the bottle of Jack Daniel's [sp?] and gulped down the rest of its containts. He thought about the dream. 'Maybe I should do that...' he thought, 'Might make things better. I mean, Gee, he won't care. I don't blame him if he doesn't. Hell I wouldn't.'

He sighed again. He wanted to hear Gerard's voice. He wanted to say he was sorry. He wanted to hold Gerard in his arms. He wanted to be held in Gerard's arms. He wanted to kiss Gerard. He wanted Gerard.

He forced himself out of the bed and changed clothes. He grabbed his keys and walked out the door. He was going to see Gerard whether he liked it or not. 'Shit I forgot my...' he stopped thinking for a moment. Did he really need more booze? 'You know what...fuck it. The drinking stops here.'

He got into the driver's seat and started the car, heading down the street. Luckily he didn't live too far away from Gerard's house. Five minutes at the most. Well today he got there in ten minutes. He didn't want the dream to become a reality.

He parked the car in Gerard's driveway beside the black SUV already parked there. Along with Mikey's red mustang. Ray rolled his eyes. Mikey hadn't left yet.

'Well that isn't going to stop me either.' he thought, getting out of the car and walking to the front door. He didn't bother knocking. Somone would just slam it in his face if he did.

He felt sick at himself when he saw the trashed up living room. He didn't even want to see the kitchen. He just walked up the stairs slowly and quietly. He didn't want to scare Gerard before he even got to say anything.

As he walked down the hallway, nearing the bathroom, he heard moaning. But those weren't Gerard's moans. Oh, no, Ray reckognized Gerard's moans. Those were not even close.

Those were Mikey's moans.

Ray opened the door to the bathroom and his jaw dropped. Can you imagine how freaked out he was to see Gerard on his knees in front of Mikey? It was clear to Ray what Gerard was doing. And it wasn't a very brotherly thing of him to be doing...

"Gerard!" Ray screamed. "What the fuck are you doing?!"

Gerard nearly choked and quickly stopped tending to Mikey. "R-Ray?!" he gasped.

"I told you not to come...ten foot near my goddamn brother..." Mikey panted, still out of breath as he tucked himself back in his pants. Gerard stood up and wiped his mouth, staring at a very angry Ray.

"What the fuck?! So you break up with me...and...and...make a move on your little brother? That's so fucking sick! God!" Ray grimaced.

Mikey balled his fists, "If you don't want the hell knocked out of you," he warned, "Get the fuck out of here and don't come back."

[A/N: Sorry about the shortness. I'll post more tonight. Love to reviewers! R&R. I decided not to make Ray die. =) So yea. <3]