Gerard's P.O.V
So, I'd told my mom and dad everything and they were letting Frankie stay with
us, they said he could live here as long as he wanted, because he was a "lovely
young man" oh, he was indeed. I was looking forward to this, spending all of my
time with my beautiful Frank, what could be much better? Nothing, I'll always say.
"Hey, Gee, wanna go catch a movie or something?"
"Sure, but.. it means I have to take Mikey, because my parents are out"
"Oh, that's cool! Hey Mikes, wanna come to the movies? ... Alright. Fab!"
"So what we going to see Fraaaaank?"
"Weeeeell, Gee, I was thinking Quarentine? Looks pretty sick"
"Oh cool! Let's go then!"
We all climbed into the car, and me, being the oldest, was the lucky driver.
After about 10 minutes we arrived at the cinema, which was pretty awesome
'cause it had a shopping center right next to it too. Something was up with Mikey,
He wasn't saying a word, and his eyes were fixed on me, with pure hate in them.
"Hey, Mikes, you okay buddy?"
"Fine."
"Uh, okay dude"
"Can we just get in the cinema for crying out loud?!"
"Okay Mikey, calm it!"
I heard him say something under his breath, which I thought was "douchebag"
Mikey's P.O.V
Ugh, Gerard Gerard fucking Gerard! Why was he here?!
Halfway through the movie, Frank untangled himself from Gerd's arm and announced
that he was going for a smoke, with that, I followed him, my plan was set.
"You coming for a smoke too, Mikes?" He said, in his angelic voice.
I said nothing.
"Mikes? You okay?"
"Fine."
"Okay..."
After about 10 minutes outside, I moved closer to him, just an inch away now.
*BANG*
Frank's P.O.V
Right in the chest, inches away from the heart.
I grabbed my cell, dialled for an ambulance, and the police, then Gerard.
"GER! MIKEY'S BEEN FUCKING SHOT! OUT HERE NOW!"
*BEEP- call ended*
"Frankie, Frankie!"
"Over here baby!"
"What the fuck happened?! Is he alright? Oh my G-" I could see tears in his eyes.
The sound of sirens filled the air.
It sounded like a typical Belleville night, but it was happening to us. oh my God.
I put my arms around Gerard, who was crouching next to his brother, crying his
eyes out.
Gerard's P.O.V
Fucking cunt! Who would fucking target someone like my Mikey? Why?!
I could barely see, tears were coming from my eyes like a waterfuckingfall.
"My Mikey!" I kept on screaming
The paramedics had put him on a stretcher, and into the back of the ambulance.
"Please? Let me come with him"
"Are you of any relation to the boy?"
"I'm his brother! And this boy here, he's coming too!"
"Is he of any relation?"
"He's my boyfriend, but he lives with us"
"Okay"
The police continued investigating the crime scene, I heard Frank giving a statement
about the "Cunts in a Range Rover coming past, shooting Mikes and speeding off as if
they'd done nothing wrong"
*4 hours later*
"Ger?"
"Mikey! Oh my God! I was so scared!" I exclaimed, hugging him, even though he
was in one of those shitty hospital beds.
"Wha- what happened?"
"Well, Mikes, you were coming closer to me, for a smoke I presume, and some
motherfuckers in a car passed us, pulled the trigger 3 times, and the third one
got you."
"So if it wasn't for you, I would've been dea-?"
BEEP! BEEP!
"FRANK! What's happening?!"
"Gee, call for a doctor, now!"
Frank's P.O.V
I was fairly certain that Mikey had slipped into a coma, I sat there and prayed for
the poor boy. By now, Donna was here and so was Donald.
"Frank..." Donna whispered
"Y-yeah?"
"Thank you, so much, I love you!" She then pulled me into a hug, I hugged her back
tightly, she then started sobbing on my shoulder.
"Mr. and Mrs. Way... Mikey has slipped into a coma, it could last up to 3 years."
Donna then started sobbing so much harder, and Donald was crying on my other
shoulder too. I felt so bad, if I'd have been shot, nobody would've cared.
