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Mikey started choking suddenly.

“Fuck are you okay Mikey?” I ask and he shakes his head at me.

“Elle did you not just hear what Gerard said?!” he cries out his voice cracking sharply.

“Uh, yeeeah.” I say slowly as he pushes his glasses up. He was all flustered.

“Well, what did he say Elle?” Mikey replies looking down at me.

“He said he's gonna go bring Jessica home.” I say plainly and Mikey frowns.

“Before that!” He tells me and I look up thinking back.

“He told me to get my shit packed?” I ask a little confused at the look Mikey is giving me and then he laughs.

“No -before that!” He smiles at me.

“I don’t…” I struggled to remember.

“About ‘forbidding’ you.” Mikey says and I giggle.

“Oh Mikey, he was just teasing.” I say and Mikey shakes his head no insistently.

“No he wasn’t Elle.” Mikey tells me and I frown.

“Aw come on Mikey.” I nudge him. “You're gonna let me go up there all alone and unescorted?” I tease him.

“Elle Gerard's gonna kick your ass you go there.” Mikey says and I laugh.

“Oh stop.” I tell him and he smiles. “Come on Mikey, you know you want to come with-“ I tease him and I can see the look in his eyes… He did… He did wanna come. He loved mysteries and this was just eating at him.

“He’ll kill me Elle.” Mikey says like he's considering it.

“Now you're being dramatic!” I laugh.

“No I'm serious Elle, you don’t know him.” Mikey tells me and I laugh harder.

“I don’t know him?!” I choke on my laughter.

“No really Elle, see if you're still laughing that hard when I'm bleeding on the floor...” Mikey tells me and I take a deep breath and look over at him and stop laughing. He was dead serious.

“Gerard wouldn’t- I mean Bob might.” I try to say and Mikey shrieks a little.

“Gerard's just as bad as Bob Elle.” Mikey tells me and I roll my eyes. “No I'm serious Elle. Gerard's…” He starts to say and I look at him curiously and he pauses.

“Yeah?” I encourage him.

“He's my brother.” Mikey says and I sigh.

“I didn’t know that Mikey.” I say sarcastically and Mikey makes a face at me.

“I mean you don’t know him like I do.” Mikey tells me and I smile.

“And you don’t know him like I do!” I repeat.

“And I wouldn’t want to!” Mikey cries out and we both laugh. “But seriously Elle he's been really trying you know?” He says and I just look at him blankly.

“Trying what?” I ask and Mikey makes a face like I should know what he's talking about.

“He's just trying Elle.” Mikey repeats and I nod along still not understanding. “He's a uhh… a really passionate person you know?” Mikey tells me and I nod.

“Passionate?” I repeat back. “Oh believe me his ‘passion’ I know.” I sigh thinking of him. He was passionate. His kisses... His touch… his-

“Okay ewww.” Mikey makes a face at me and I smile. “I mean he's really trying to be calm you know.” Mikey says and I frown. Calm?

“Why would he?” I go to ask and Mikey frowns.

“Okay Elle. Look at me and try to focus here.” Mikey tells me turning me towards him. He knelt down a little so he was looking right into my eyes like I was a child… a stupid child… Now normally I would’ve cursed him out, treating me like that! I mean what the fuck! But I wanted to know what he had to say about Gerard so I bit my lip…

“I'm focusing Mikey.” I tell him and he nodded but didn’t say anything. It was silent for a moment. “Okay Mikey seriously either say something or fucking drop it.” I tell him and he sighs.

“What do you think Gerard's doing now?” Mikey says and I frown.

“We already went through this Mikey- he's fucking bringing Jessica home.” I snap at him.

“No I mean you do realize he's probably fucking speeding down the highway right now!” Mikey says and I make a face. “You do realize this right?” Mikey says and I guess he could tell by my reaction that I didn’t. “Fuck Elle you know why right?” Mikey asks me and I shrug.

“Cause he doesn’t want to be late coming back?” I offer and Mikey frowns.

“Cause he's upset Elle!” Mikey yells a little at me and I looked at him cautiously.

“About being late?” I ask and Mikey rolls his eyes.

“How bout cause you just fucking told him Paul knocked you off a table.” Mikey says and now I'm rolling my eyes.

“Oh come on Mikey! -Gerard's not like that.” I say and Mikey sighs. “I mean that’s not him, he's…”

“Calm?” Mikey interrupts and I frown thinking about it…“He doesn’t want to upset you Elle.” Mikey tells me and it made sense…As fucked up as what Mikey was telling me it made sense… “I mean fuck Elle didn’t you see Frankie limping!” Mikey laughs and I make a face.

“Limping?” I repeat back.

“Yeah that day that you got all freaked out cause he told you Lia was with Gerard.” Mikey says and I think back. “He fucking beat the shit out of Frankie!” Mikey laughs and I frown.

“He did not!” I say and Mikey nods insistently.

“He did Elle… I'm telling you.” Mikey says and I pout a little.

“Yeah but-“ I try to say and Mikey holds his hand up.

“No Elle. I'm telling you.” Mikey looks down at me. “You go to that fucking prison with out telling him, he's gonna lose it.” Mikey warns me.

“Then I wont go.” I say and Mikey nods approvingly. “But I have to know Mikey.” I add and he nods.

“I concur.” He says and I make a face.

“You what?” I smile.

“Concur. It means agree.” He tells me and I laugh.

“I know what it fucking means!” I nudge him again. “I'm just wondering where the fuck you and your brother are getting all these words from.” I tease him and he smiles.

“Marie's helping me study for the PSATs.” Mikey says proudly.

“You really like her huh?” I ask and he blushes.

“You're really not gonna go?” Mikey says changing the subject quickly.

“I guess not.” I sigh and Mikey shifted his weight a little. I guess trying to figure out a plan ‘B’… “Mmm maybe I can talk to him with out going.” I say and Mikey's eyes kinda lit up.

“Like call him?” He says and I shake my head no.

“I don’t know that they allow calls.” I say and he shrugs like maybe I was right. “But I can write him a letter, I mean there's no harm in that right? I mean I'm not actually seeing him, or talking to him.” I tell Mikey and he hesitates in answering me. “And its not like this guy doesn’t know who I am! I've been fucking sending him money for the last 18 years!” I cry out as I pull a piece of paper down from the cabinet.

“What are you doing?” Mikey says panic filling his voice again.

“I'm gonna write him a letter.” I say plainly pulling a pen from the drawer.

“Right now!” Mikey cries out.

“Well why not?” I ask.

“I think you should talk to Gerard first.” Mikey says shaking his head a little as I begin to scribble.

“No Mikey cause if I ask him and he says no don’t do it then what? You got a plan C?” I ask and he frowns. “Its better this way.” I say folding the paper up and reaching for an envelope.

“What does it say Elle?” Mikey says as I shove it in the envelope.

“What do you think it says?” I laugh.

“Knowing you… I'm honestly kinda scared.” Mikey teases me.

“Mikey!” I nudge him again as I toss the pen back in the drawer.

“well?” He repeats.

“I don’t know.” I tell him and he frowns.

“How do you not know you just fucking wrote it.” He says to me and I shrug.

“Fine it says – my name is blah blah blah and I've been sending you money and umm I'm gonna stop unless you tell me who the fuck you are.” I say and he turns a little pale.

“Elle you didn’t!” Mikey says and I nod.

“Oh I did!” I laugh. “Now fucking stick out your tongue.” I tell him and he frowns. “Come on Mikey fucking do it.” I say holding the envelope up for him to lick it… “I would do it but the taste makes me nauseous.” I explain to him.

“Fuck no Elle. I ain’t helping you.” Mikey tells me and I frown.

“Help you what?” Frankie laughs as he comes bouncing into the room.

“Aah Frankie stick your tongue out!” I tell him and with out hesitating he does… No questions asked just fucking stuck his tongue out…Fuck I love Frankie.

I run the envelope along his tongue and smile as I press it shut.

“Aah I can’t believe you fucking helped her!” Mikey chuckles pointing over at Frankie.

“Helped her what?” Frankie asks wiping the left over envelope slime from his mouth on the back of his hand.

“Oh stop it Mikey.” I scold him. He was making it like a big deal and it wasn’t…

“What was that Elle?” Frankie asks a little nervously looking at the envelope in my hand.

Mikey starts laughing pointing over at Frankie…“It was your fucking death sentence man…” Mikey howls… “Shit- when Gerard finds out.” Mikey can’t contain himself anymore… “Aw you’re fucking dead man…DEAD!”