If We Hold On Together
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My Chemical Romance › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
2,310
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of My Chemical Romance. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
If We Hold On Together
A/N: So here's my new Waycest.
It's going to contain the usual;
angst, sex, incest, death, self harming and drugs...
so BEWARE xD
Prologue.
I've always been jealous of my brother. Ever since we were kids. He always had everything, and I never had anything. Of course that's not completely true, but that's how it always felt.
His raven hair, his pointy nose, his petit lips and his slightly chubby body.
Everything about him makes me jealous.
He always tells me that I look so much better then him. But every morning as I get up and watch my reflection in the mirror I know he's joking. He has to be. Who can ever find my short raggedy hair cute? Or my ugly huge glasses pretty? The answer is; no one. Not me at least.
That's not all I'm jealous of, I'm also jealous of his great friends.
Bob, the drummer who always cracks my brother up, making the filling in his inner teeth showing.
Ray, the guitarist who always has a good advice for my brother. Weather it's about girls, or how my brother can avoid getting caught when he's high.
Then he has a whole gang of friends that I haven't been introduced to. I and my brother used to be so close, we used to share everything, but that has changed. It changed for the first time when my brother started dating. Suddenly all the slutty girls (and no, I'm not calling them slutty just because I'm jealous that I could never get a girl like that) became more important then his geeky brother.
The fact that I almost broke my arm as a jock pushed me down a flight of stairs wasn't important enough for him to cancel his date that night. He just gave me a sympathetic pat on the back and told me to stay tough. What kind of thing is that to say? My brother is supposed to love me, to take care of me, to protect me. Especially since he's older.
The second time our relationship changed was when he started drinking and doing drugs. Sure I have been drunk a few times, but I've never tried drugs. Maybe that's weird, since after all, I'm 16 years old. But I never feel like it. I've been offered drugs by many friends, but I've never seen anything good in it.
Gerard teases me for that of course, that I've never tried drugs. But of course he only does that when he's high.
Right now I'm jealous of my brother because he has a pretty girlfriend, tons of friends and because he's perfect. When I look at Gerard I can't see anything bad about him. The fact that he does drugs sometimes, and that he gets drunk almost every weekend doesn't change the fact that I worship the ground he walks on.
Sometimes I hate him so much I could beat him to death, but mostly I love him so much I can't breathe. He's my brother, but lately it doesn't feel like he is. He doesn't talk to me like he used to, and he doesn't rely on me anymore. Like I said; we used to share everything. And I mean everything. We used to share a room even. But of course when he started fucking around, he needed his own room. He made our parents give them their room, and they are currently staying in the much smaller guestroom. I've tried to talk Gerard into giving them back their room since the guestroom is too small for them, but he doesn't listen.
I miss the fact that when we shared a room we used to stay up really late and just talk. I miss how he used to tell me about his dreams, fears and plans. Now I don't get anything. He's a closed book.
We still go to the same high school since Gerard had to be held back a year, due to drugs. We used to sit together at lunch, but now he sits with that bitch and his friends. Oh well, he doesn't sit with Ray and Bob anymore since he dumped them for the other retards. Bob and Ray usually sit with me and Frank, Frank is my best friend. I tell Frank everything, even about my problems with Gerard. He understands, and he doesn't judge. He gets that I want my brother back, which I do. I want to be able to share my life with Gerard again.
It's going to contain the usual;
angst, sex, incest, death, self harming and drugs...
so BEWARE xD
Prologue.
I've always been jealous of my brother. Ever since we were kids. He always had everything, and I never had anything. Of course that's not completely true, but that's how it always felt.
His raven hair, his pointy nose, his petit lips and his slightly chubby body.
Everything about him makes me jealous.
He always tells me that I look so much better then him. But every morning as I get up and watch my reflection in the mirror I know he's joking. He has to be. Who can ever find my short raggedy hair cute? Or my ugly huge glasses pretty? The answer is; no one. Not me at least.
That's not all I'm jealous of, I'm also jealous of his great friends.
Bob, the drummer who always cracks my brother up, making the filling in his inner teeth showing.
Ray, the guitarist who always has a good advice for my brother. Weather it's about girls, or how my brother can avoid getting caught when he's high.
Then he has a whole gang of friends that I haven't been introduced to. I and my brother used to be so close, we used to share everything, but that has changed. It changed for the first time when my brother started dating. Suddenly all the slutty girls (and no, I'm not calling them slutty just because I'm jealous that I could never get a girl like that) became more important then his geeky brother.
The fact that I almost broke my arm as a jock pushed me down a flight of stairs wasn't important enough for him to cancel his date that night. He just gave me a sympathetic pat on the back and told me to stay tough. What kind of thing is that to say? My brother is supposed to love me, to take care of me, to protect me. Especially since he's older.
The second time our relationship changed was when he started drinking and doing drugs. Sure I have been drunk a few times, but I've never tried drugs. Maybe that's weird, since after all, I'm 16 years old. But I never feel like it. I've been offered drugs by many friends, but I've never seen anything good in it.
Gerard teases me for that of course, that I've never tried drugs. But of course he only does that when he's high.
Right now I'm jealous of my brother because he has a pretty girlfriend, tons of friends and because he's perfect. When I look at Gerard I can't see anything bad about him. The fact that he does drugs sometimes, and that he gets drunk almost every weekend doesn't change the fact that I worship the ground he walks on.
Sometimes I hate him so much I could beat him to death, but mostly I love him so much I can't breathe. He's my brother, but lately it doesn't feel like he is. He doesn't talk to me like he used to, and he doesn't rely on me anymore. Like I said; we used to share everything. And I mean everything. We used to share a room even. But of course when he started fucking around, he needed his own room. He made our parents give them their room, and they are currently staying in the much smaller guestroom. I've tried to talk Gerard into giving them back their room since the guestroom is too small for them, but he doesn't listen.
I miss the fact that when we shared a room we used to stay up really late and just talk. I miss how he used to tell me about his dreams, fears and plans. Now I don't get anything. He's a closed book.
We still go to the same high school since Gerard had to be held back a year, due to drugs. We used to sit together at lunch, but now he sits with that bitch and his friends. Oh well, he doesn't sit with Ray and Bob anymore since he dumped them for the other retards. Bob and Ray usually sit with me and Frank, Frank is my best friend. I tell Frank everything, even about my problems with Gerard. He understands, and he doesn't judge. He gets that I want my brother back, which I do. I want to be able to share my life with Gerard again.