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Post by gerardway on May 15, 2011 16:05:35 GMT -5
I looked after my little brother as he left, concern filling my eyes. "Damn you're too soft." The other girls had left by now. Lindsey slapped me hard across the face. "Pay attention to your girlfriend not your brother." (LINDSEY I LOVE YOU! I'M SORRY!) I nodded as she walked over to my painting that took me at least 3 weeks to create. "Too ugly, start over." She said, ripping the painting in half. I cringed. This was why I cried myself to sleep at night.
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Post by Mikey Way on May 15, 2011 16:11:40 GMT -5
I heard Gee crying that night. "Gee are you okay?" I whispered not even sure he was awake. "Can I get you anything to help?" I whispered opening the door to his bedroom.
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Post by gerardway on May 15, 2011 16:14:35 GMT -5
I had placed my torn painting at the foot of my bed, on the floor. I wasn't worth shit. Lindsey told me that every day. I cried harder remembering everything that she does to me. I had so many bruises from her, and...cuts. She actually does cut me, I never have done it myself. 'Take it like the whiny bitch that you are.' She always says, and she punches me repeatedly.
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Post by Mikey Way on May 15, 2011 16:17:12 GMT -5
"Gee! What happened to your painting!?" I entered without permission to gently touch the painting. "It was so beautiful," I whispered fighting back tears.
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Post by gerardway on May 15, 2011 16:19:26 GMT -5
I bit my lip, trying to choke back tears.
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Post by Mikey Way on May 15, 2011 16:20:43 GMT -5
"What has happened to you?!" I asked petrified I started to cry.
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Post by gerardway on May 15, 2011 16:23:53 GMT -5
He started to cry. I didn't want my brother to cry. I got up, not caring if all my abuse wounds were showing to him and I hugged him. "D-Don't cry..." I begged him. "P-please..."
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Post by Mikey Way on May 15, 2011 16:26:41 GMT -5
"W w w what's all over y y you?" I sobbed, clinging on to Gee for dear life.
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Post by gerardway on May 15, 2011 16:28:58 GMT -5
"They're just bruises a-and cuts Mikey...nothing too drastic..." I said to the calmest of my ability.
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Post by Mikey Way on May 15, 2011 16:31:29 GMT -5
"WHY!?!?" I asked angrily. "Why would you hurt yourself? You're perfect and people like me love you!" I screeched jerking out his embrace. I was a hypocrite though, I'd started hurting myself, butno one knew.
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Post by gerardway on May 15, 2011 16:34:39 GMT -5
"I-I...would never do it to myself..."
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Post by Mikey Way on May 15, 2011 16:36:39 GMT -5
"Who did it then?!?" Mikey rubbed his own cuts awkwardly at the base of his calf. He hoped didn't notice.
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Post by gerardway on May 15, 2011 16:41:03 GMT -5
"Mikey, why are you rubbing your legs like they hurt?" I ran a finger over where Mikey was rubbing and felt wetness and I turned the light on. It was...blood. "Mikey, pants. Off. Now." I ordered.
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Post by Mikey Way on May 15, 2011 16:44:15 GMT -5
"n-n-no you pervert!" I said getting up angry at myself. I didn't mean that.
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Post by gerardway on May 15, 2011 16:47:11 GMT -5
I flinched. "M-Mikey..." My voice was hurt. "Just go."
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