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He Is Mine
He was mine...
I was his one and only until she came along.
Back in the day...
There was two hits at my bedroom door, and then it opened before I could say anything. Mikey came
walking in with his teddy bear, batfink.
"Gerard, me and Batfink had a bad dream. Can we sleep with you?" I was half asleep, and just lifted
up my blanket to et him into my bed. It took me a few seconds before I realized that I just allowed
him into my bed. His smell was so sweet and his skin soft. I tried to forget about it as I tried to
"What was the bad dream about?" I asked. I knew it could help if he could talk about it.
"You died," he simply stated. I wrapped my arm around him and pulled him closer to me. Most nights
were like this. Some nights I don't think he even had a nightmare, but just wanted to come into my
room with me.
"Since you boys are practically sleeping with each other, I'll move Mikey in with you, Gerard," my
mom, Donna, anounced one day after school. When I went to my basement room, all of Mikey's stuff had
been moved down there. As a growing boy, I should of been dissapointed., but instead I was excited.
It meant that I could spend more time with him.
If he wasn't spending the night in my bed then he was jacking off. It only made me want to do the
same, listening to all of his little noises that he made on those nights. Being in the same room
made me realize that I wanted to be with him forever. And that what I felt for him wasn't just
Our home life pretty much stayed like that, but we were treated badly in school. I was an emo or fag
or both. And Mikey didn't get treated much better. We didn't really have any friends, so we would
take refuge with each other in our basement bedroom.
One night, Mikey came crawling into my bed like usual. And I was playing with his hair, which I had
found out that it calmed him down.
"Gee, do you ever feel like there is something special between us? I mean more than a brotherly
things?" Mikey asked innocently.
"Some days." I wasn't sure if he meant what I thought he meant.
"Gerard, I love you. I mean love you love you. Like I want to be with you forever."
My heart nearly jumped out of my chest. "I love you a lot Mikey-mike. I want you to be mine forever
too. I don't want you to be anyone elses" I kissed his head because his back was to my front. I felt
him relax. Since he's been sleeping in the basement, Batfink had been placed on a shelf and not
It's been years and we had promised to be true to each other forever. Bob, Ray, and Frank understood
our relationship to some extent.
So it killed me when he came to me and said, "I met this girl Alicia, and she's awesome. I'm going
out on a date with her tomorrow." He was excited about it. I didn't want to ruin his happiness, no
matter how crushed I was.
Now we are all caught up. Tomorrow is the wedding. After we got off of the tour, Mikey moved back
upstairs into his old room. I was left wondering "what happened to us?"
As I remember this memory, Mikey is upstairs asleep with that girl in his bed. I can't sleep. "I'm
supposed to be the best man tomorrow, but I can't watch him get married; the pain she caused for the
I must of fallen asleep sometime last night because someone was knocking on my door, yelling to get
up, and to get ready. I could hear lots of people walking around, and when I took a look at my
clock it sait 11:32. The wedding was being held here at the house. So plenty of people should of
been here already.
I got dressed in the tux they bought for me. I wasn't happy about it and it showed. I shuffled my
feet when I walked, and I wasn't nice to anyone. I pretty much stayed by myself.
By 2:00 everyone was here and ready to go on with the reception. I didn't want to ruin my brother's
happiness, but I had to do what I have to to.
The bride came walking down the isle all dressed in white, holding a boquet of roses, as the bridal
march played on. I was standing beside Mikey.
The minister went through his usual things getting to, "Alicia, do you take Mikey as your lawful
"I do." She smiled and nodded.
"Mikey, do you take Alicia as your lawful wedded wife?"
There was some hesitation. "I... do"
"Does anybody have a reason why these two should not be wed?" The minister asked going on with his
I raise my hand and say forcefully, "I do!"
"Gerard why?" My mother asked.
I had to stand up for what I wanted and I didn't cae if they would shun me for life. "Mikey, I love
you, and I want you to be with me more than her."
Everyone gasped while Mikey was just standing there wide eyed and staring at me. At first I thought
he was going to scream at me. Instead he grabbed me by the hand and led me up the isle the bride had
Everyone stayed in their seats as the groom ran away with his best man. I smiled because I knew he
was mine, and only mine.
A Month later
All the states that allowed gay marriage wouldn't allow incest relationships. So we were living in
New Jersey, but the farthest from home as we could get. Alicia did try to call Mikey a few times,
but he just hit ignore. The last thing he had told her was, "I do love you but not in the same way I
love my brother. You are special to me. But even if Gerard would of told me after we were married I
would of ran off. You deserve a better person than me..." In a letter that contained most of the
money for everything that the wedding had cost.
We won't be touring for a while, but Bob, Ray, and Frank knew it would always of came to this.
Because he is mine.
A/n: So I had this written for like ever in my special note book (Yes special). And then I wasn't
doing anything in between the times I was talking to my friend, so I thought I might type it up for
you guys. Sorry if it seems slightly crappy, but here's something for you.
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