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(Mikey’s POV)

After Gerard went to his room, I decided to go out. I was running low on liquors and pills. First I walked to the liquor store, getting Vodka, Rum, Gin, and Jack Daniels to name a few. My next stop was to get the pills. After getting the liquor and pills I walked home.

Now here was the hard part - sneaking in the house with the liquor bag. My parents couldn’t see the bag, and Gerard sure as hell couldn’t see it because he’d run and tell the parentals. I opened the door, and peaked in to see if I could see anyone in the liv’. When it was clear, I ran for the stairs. “That you Mikey?” my mom called out.

“Err, yeah, ma, just going to get something out my room!” I yelled back and run up the stairs, into my room. I shoved the liquor bottles under my bed, along with the pills.

“Hiding something under there?” Gerard asked.

“Erm, no, just looking for the pen I dropped, I think it rolled under my bed,” I said.

“Oh, any ways, where’s the midget?” Gerard asked.

“Oh, we got into an argument, so we’re not on speaking terms right now,” I said sitting on the edge of my bed.

“Hey, Mikes, everything’s gonna be okay, I bet you tomorrow you two will be talking again. Do you really think Iero will be able to stay over from mom’s cooking or you for a long time?” Gerard asked.

“I don’t know, we never fought over something like this before, and even when we did argue we’d be talking again within an hour or two,” I said. My phone started to ring.

“That’s probably Iero calling now to talk to you, I’m gonna go down stairs and watch TV,” Gerard said, patting me on the shoulder and walking out my room.

“Hello,” I said into my cell.

“Hey, Michael, want to hang out? Come to the skate park,” Josh asked.

“Oh, can’t homework, so annoying but I have to do it, teachers are on my ass about it,” I said lying but Josh didn’t need to know that.

“Oh, well, I saw that gay midget you’re always hanging around today, how come you two weren’t attached at the hip like usual?” Josh asked.

“Uh, he’s not gay and same reason as to why I can’t hang with you, homework,” I said lying once again. If I told Josh the real reason then he’d just want to beat Frank up like he always tries to but I always stop him.

“Oh, well I’ll let you get back to your homework, peace,” Josh said.

“Wait!” I yelled.

“Yeah?” Josh said.

“Where was the last place you saw Frank?” I asked.

“You mean midget? He was sitting on his front lawn looking like he was about to cry,” Josh said.

“Oh, okay, well I have to get back to my homework, talk to you later, bye,” I said hanging up. I put my cell in my back pocket, and pulled my hoodie on, along with my shoes. Running down the steps I yelled “Going out for a bit, be back later, love you, mom.”

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“Frankie,” I said sitting down next to Frank.

“I thought I told you not to talk to me, until you were sober for good? I’m still mad, don’t speak to me ass, just go, leave me alone,” Frank asked.

“You did, and I’m not leaving, Josh told me he saw you sitting here, looking like you were going to cry, Frank, I’m sorry, okay, I really am, but, I, I just can’t stop, I’ve tried to stop, but I can’t, I try really hard, it’s not easy, I go a day or two without the pills, and alcohol and then I start going crazy with the need to feel that way, and there is only one addiction stronger then that, but I can’t use that addiction, I can’t just use it when I need a hit, I can’t. I could never do that,” I said. Okay, so maybe I shouldn’t have said that, but I wasn’t thinking clearly, all I could think of was how close Frank was near me. All I could think about was kissing him again, to get that feeling, that feeling that felt way better then getting high, or drunk.

I couldn’t though. I can’t use Frankie like that. Frank meant way too much to me. “Then, I’ll help you get over you the addiction, you just have to be willing to give up the pills, and alcohol, and the other addiction, the one you said is stronger then your addiction to pills, and alcohol,” Frank said.

“I know, I’m gonna try harder to give up both addictions,” I said.

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“First step to becoming sober: get rid of all liquor and pills, so where do you hide it all? Do you hide it in the closet? What about your bureau?“ Frank asked, looking for the liquor and pills.

“Erm, if you’d stop looking for it, I could tell you,” I said.

“Alright, where is it?” Frank asked. I walked over to my bed, getting down on my knees to pull the bags out. “Alright, Mikey, I, I know this is hard for you, but if you want to become sober, then you have to throw it all out,” Frank said.

“Can I just get high or drunk, one more time, please?” I asked. Frank just looked down to his shoes, not answering the question.

“DO YOU NOT CARE ABOUT ANYONE BUT YOURSELF? DO YOU NOT CARE ABOUT MY FEELINGS; DO YOU NOT CARE THAT THAT I HAVE TO WATCH YOU RUIN YOUR SELF WITH, WITH THIS, THAT YOU’RE SLOWLY DYING BECAUSE OF THIS?” Frank asked, shoving the bottles at me.

“I do care, I do. Can I at least take one last hit of my other addiction? I promise you it doesn’t harm me at all!” I said.

“Uh, I don’t know what that other addiction is, so I uh, I guess, as long as it doesn’t kill you slowly,” Frank said.

I put the bottles down, and walked towards Frankie. ‘Go, get him, he’s really close, all you have to do is pull him toward you. Just kiss him; you need to get that feeling. Hurry up!’ a voice said in my head. ‘Who are you?’ I asked the voice inside my head. ‘I’m your demon, I’m the side of you that’s addicted to your best friend, now listen to what I say, and kiss him!’ the voice yelled.

I listened to the voice pulling Frank to me, and kissing him. ‘Good, now you got that feeling, that feeling way better then being high or drunk’ the voice said.

(Frank’s POV)

There were butterflies flying around in my stomach when Mikey kissed me, I of course kissed him back. That is until I remembered he had a girlfriend and pulled away. “Mikey, y-you have a girlfriend, you can’t just go around kissing other people because you feel like it, did you forget you have a girlfriend, Zulay, remember?” I asked.

“Uh, yeah girlfriend, heard ya the first time, you said it,” Mikey said.

“So why do you keep kissing me, then?” I asked.

“Erm, I don’t know, I just I don’t. Can you leave, please? I need to think about stuff,” Mikey said.

“Alright, but I’m taking this with me, so I can throw it out,” I said grabbing the liquor and pill bottles.

“Fine, I don’t care, just go,” Mikey said lying on his bed.

(Mikey’s POV)

I didn’t understand why I felt this sudden addiction to my best friend. “What is wrong with me?” I asked out loud. I didn’t get it. And what was the voice? I hear it every time Frankie’s near me.

It’s always telling me to kiss Frank, but some times I can refrain from kissing him, other times, it’s as if the voice is controlling me. Man I wish I didn’t tell Frankie, that I was going to quit drinking, I need my friend Jack Daniels right now, he helps me forget everything even if only for a while, he still helps.

“Hey, Mikes, can I come in?” Gee asked knocking on my door.

“Sure,” I said.

“So, where’s midget? I thought he came over,” Gerard asked.

“He did, but he had to, uh, leave, said his mom wanted him for something,” I said.

“Oh, I know that’s not why he left, Mikey, I overheard your conversation, well the ending anyways,” Gerard said.

“Uh, what part did you hear?” I asked nervously.

“Uh, where Frank said you have a girlfriend and can’t go around kissing people when you feel like it. What did he mean by “alright, but I’m taking this with me, so I can throw it out?” Gerard asked.

“Uh, he was talking about, uh, a book of his, that got ruined,” I said hoping Gerard would believe me.

“Uh huh, okay, so I want to ask you something, about Frank and you,” Gerard said, sitting on my bed.

“What about Frank and I?” I asked sitting up against the headboard.

“Are you gay, and do you like Frank? Is that why you keep kissing him? Does he like you, is that why he keeps kissing you back?” Gerard asked.

“Look, Gee, I don’t know okay, I don’t like him, I’m not gay, or bi-sexual, I’m straight! I don’t know about Frank, though. Now can you please leave, I just want to be alone,” I said.

“Alright, I was just trying to talk to you, but if you want me out your room, then I’m leaving, but just know, if you ever need anyone to talk too, I’m here for you,” Gerard said before leaving.

I started getting ready for bed, even though it was around 9:30p.m.

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(Mikey’s POV)

I woke up to someone stroking my hair. I sighed and then opened my eyes, to be met with hazel eyes staring right back at me. “What are you doing here?” I asked.

“Oh, well, I just thought I’d stop by before I left,” was said.

“Where are you going though?” I asked.

“I’m going to New York for a bit, mom wants me to go visit Dad, I don’t know, something about Dad missing me or something.” I hugged ‘em and then lay back down.

“I hope you have a fun time in New York with your dad. Do you know where Gee is?” I asked. “Uh, err, I don’t know, he let me in on his way out, something about having to talk to Frankie.”

I sat up after I heard that. “Did he say what he had to go talk to Frankie about?” I asked.

“No, just that he’d be back later.”

“Hmm, well I got to get going, I know Gee wanted me to meet him at Frank’s,” I said looking at the clock. “What time did he say?”

“Oh, he said around 9a.m. and its 8:30a.m.” I said getting up. “Alright well I’ll see ya.”

“Yeah, see ya, bye,” I said kissing ‘em on the cheek. I grabbed a pair of jeans off the floor, and a shirt, that I was hoping was clean, before shoving shoes on my feet. ‘Hurry up, you need to go see Frankie!’ the voice yelled. ‘Oh shut the hell up, I need to get my brother, not worry about making out with my best friend!’ I yelled back to the voice. I grabbed a Misfits hoodie, and left my house.

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I knocked on the door of Frankie’s house. “Hi, Mikey, come in, Franklin is up stairs in his room, with Gerard,” Mrs. Iero said.

“Thanks Mrs. Iero,” I said before walking up the steps. I walked up to Frank’s room.

“I know, right, he’s such a dork, but he’s my dork of a best friend,” I heard Frank say, before I knocked on the door.

“Mom, go away, I’m hanging with Gerard, and you don’t have to check up on me every hour. I’m fine!” Frank yelled.

“Uh, it’s not you’re mom, its Mikey, you know you’re dork of a best friend,” I said.

“Uh, come in, then,” Frank said. I opened the door, to find Frank sitting on his bed legs crossed Indian style, and Gerard sitting at Frank’s computer desk.

“I’m gonna go Frank, I’ll talk to you later,” Gerard said before getting up to leave.

“Bye,” Frank and I said before Gerard left the room.

“So, what were you and Gerard talking about, besides about me being a dork, which I so am not!” I said sitting next to Frank on his bed. ‘Kiss him! You know you want to!’ the voice started again.

“Oh, well I was telling him about my school troubles,” Frank said. “You were having school troubles, why didn’t you just tell me, I would have helped you,” I said.

“Yeah, I did, but you were too high or too drunk to listen,” Frank said.

“I’m sorry about that, you know the drunk slash high thing,” I said.

“S’okay,” Frank said.

“No, it’s not okay! I shouldn’t have been such a, such a druggie or alcoholic,” I said.

“Its fine, Mikey, as long as you never go back to being an addict, its fine,” Frank said.

“I promise you Frank, I won’t ever go back to being that way again! And I promise to be a better friend then before!” I said. “Mikey, even though you were high and drunk, you were still a good friend, never once did you join you’re “friends” in picking on me, you always stood up for me, and that’s all I can ask for in a friend, someone to stand up for me and to always be there for me,” Frank said smiling.

I smiled back. “So, uh, about me kissing you,” I started.

“Its fine, you weren’t thinking clear, it was the pills and booze,” Frank said.

“Uh, Frank, I even kissed you when I was sober, so I don’t think it was the pills and booze,” I said.

“What do you like have a crush on me or something?” Frank asked laughing.

“No, hello I’m straight, I have a girlfriend remember?” I asked. “Yeah, I remember, miss preppy bitch, how could anyone forget her?” Frank asked.

“True, I was thinking of breaking up with her anyways, she’s too clingy for my taste, always texting or calling me,” I said.

“What did you even see in her?” Frank asked.

“I don’t know, I think it was the booze that made me go out with her,” I said laughing. ‘Go on, just kiss him, and just get your hit. You need it, go ahead, he’s right there, all you have to do is lean over and kiss him.’ The voice started again. “God, would you just shut the hell up!” I yelled.

“Whoa, okay man, what crawled up your butt and died?” Frank asked.

“Err, I didn’t mean to say that out loud,” I said blushing.

“Awe is wittle Mikey bwushing?” Frank asked pinching my cheek.

“Hey, stop,” I said swatting his hand away.

“Is wittle Mikey embarrassed?” Frank said.

“If you don’t shut up I’m gonna tickle you, I know all your tickle-ish spots too!” I warned.

“Maybe I don’t want to shut up, maybe I like to embarrass wittle Mikey!” Frank said sticking his tongue out.

“Stick your tongue out again and I’ll bite it,” I said pouncing on Frank and tickling him.

“Stop, -laughs- no –laughs- I’ll bite –laughs- your hand!” Frank said.

“Yeah right,” I said looking into Frank’s eyes.

“Believe me, I wi-“ I cut Frank off by kissing him.

“Frank, dear, Gerard is on the phone for Mikey,” Frank’s mom said knocking on the door. I slowly pulled away.

“Uh, hold on a second,” Frank said slightly panting.

“Wow, uh, come in,” Frank said after sitting up.

“Here you go,” Frank’s mom said handing me the phone.

“Hey, Gee,” I said.

“Hey, mom wants you home, something about Zulay, she called saying she needed to talk to you,” Gerard said.

“Alright, I’ll be there in 10 minutes,” I said.

“Bye,” Gerard said before I hung up. I handed the phone back to Mrs. Iero, before she left the room.

“So, why’d Gee call?” Frank asked.

“My mom wants me home,” I said.

“Oh, I guess I’ll text you later than?” Frank asked.

“Uh, yeah, I guess,” I said getting up and walking to the door.

“Mikey, wait,” Frank said.

“What?” I asked.

“Err, just wanted to ask you something, do, uh, do those kisses mean anything to you?” Frank asked.

“I don’t know Frank, why, did they mean something to you?” I asked.

“Uh, no, they didn’t,” Frank said, sounding disappointed.

“Alright, well I got to go, bye,” I said hugging Frank before leaving.
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Hope you like. I wrote this when I was really upset, so if it sucks, I'm so sorry.