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26 August 2007 @ 12:30 am
They Don't Love You 5  
Title: They Don't Love You Like I Love You [5/?]
Author: ohvick
Pairing: Mikey/Alicia, Mikey/Gerard, Gerard/SURPRISE
Rating: PG-13
POV: Mrs. Way (Alicia)
Summary: If I had done what I should’ve done, I wouldn’t have found out how very wrong I’d been and how much worse the situation really was.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these people, nor do i believe or wish that the Ways are anything more than superbrothers. Now that that's settled, let's pray that we don't go to hell for this. DX
Author Notes: I got this idea from when i was making a bowl of ice cream (with chocolate sauce and sprinkles) and my sister called me fat. -_- thanks skinny bitch. p.s. this is soooo not fluff.
Dedications: jujubescavities for putting aside all her morals and reading this. ILY! and for all those who read this story, because without you, I'd be writing for nothing, obviously.

This Picture.

The next couple of days went great. Matt had gone home after a farewell party that involved burlesque dancers, dinner, and a few drinks. And a few more drinks for Gerard, Mikey insisted. Not that I noticed how he kept on ordering drink after drink with a flick of his wrist. Anyways, the party was really fun.

Skeleton Crew hit it big at the merchandise stands. That was really good. The kids were so adorable when their faces lit up when they saw the new gear. Awed at the new graphics. Our designer, Tim, was a graffiti artist who worked in underground tattoo parlors, until we discovered him.

Being on tour wasn’t as grueling as before. The new tour bus was humongous, and even bigger from the inside. We each had our separate little rooms, and though they were tightly packed, they beat bunks and lounge room couches any day. So that was really good too…

Oh! I learned how to play the drums a bit. Bob said I had…potential, to make me smile. I’ll stick to my day job.

And…I stopped sleeping. Well I slept, but didn’t necessarily rest. Slipping in and out of consciousness throughout the night left me with no more than 2 hours of sleep per night. If I was lucky, I’d exhaust myself during the day and crash on the couch for an hour.

When Mikey snuck out hours before the sun came up, he made so little noise, barely shifting the bed, and sliding the door back just wide enough for him to squeeze through, that had I not been waiting for it, I wouldn’t have noticed a thing. Our room was at the very back, because that was the largest. The closest room was Frank’s, then there was Gerard’s. Bob and Ray’s were across the thin hall.

I couldn’t hear anything, so I spent those nights imagining what went on only two doors over. The images that sprang up made me sick to my stomach. Not because it was my husband performing these sexual acts with his own brother of all people, behind my back, but because they gave me these familiar stirrings that left me feeling uncomfortably warm and ashamed under the sheets.

Some nights, I imagined a gentle Mikey, caressing Gerard’s cheeks and combing his hands through his wild black hair while whispering barely audible nonsense, face slack in pure bliss. That made me think about me and Mikey’s first time together. And I shook those images out quickly.

That’s when I’d imagine Gerard on all fours, nearly suffocating from the pillow shoved under his face so he would keep from waking the rest of the bus with his mixed pleasured/pained screams, while Mikey pounded into him, head thrown back and eyes shut tight, panting heavily. His fingers would grip pale, smooth hips so hard, they’d leave deep, purplish marks that matched the ones from the night before. It would end in muttered obscenities and erratic thrusting, until Gerard’s knees would give way, and they’d collapsed in a heap of tangled, sweaty limbs.

Either way, the sun would rise, following Mikey who snuck back into bed beside me. He didn’t notice how I feigned sleep, horribly. Probably too distracted by the perks of fucking his brother and getting away with it. I pretended to stir awake, pretended to squint from the sunlight that I’d already adjusted to.

He said, “Didn’t mean to wake you.”, At the right volume for six-something a.m. I never asked where the hell he came had come from. I wonder what he’d say if I did. Something about coffee, or an early shower before all the warm water was wasted on Frank, probably. But why ask if I already knew just where he’d been.

“’S okay, baby," I smiled and stretched, sighing. Then I kissed him slowly, and said I love you. And he returned it in the same way he did the first time he told me that. That’s how I knew he meant it. He may have been fucking his brother, but he still loved me.

And I couldn’t tell if that was good or bad.

sorry for the long wait, and short-ish chapter. there's been a lot on my mind.
please comment? i'll love you :)
i post at odd nocturnal times, so it takes a while for the mods to actually go on and approve it. so add me if you wish. i'll add you back. no need to ask for permission.

oh and i have a question. just curious, what would you do if you were Alicia, in this situation? i would love to hear what you'd think.
thanks for reading :D

edited by crossbow1
Current Music: teenage angst - placebo
jujubescavitiesjujubescavities on August 26th, 2007 08:00 am (UTC)
i would confront him, straight up. no matter the situation..
where ever did you get that picture?

i liked the imagery in the end a lot. i could see her. it was eerie.
amazing job. seriously.
frankfurter: gerardohvick on August 26th, 2007 08:06 am (UTC)
wow, you're brave.
wouldnt that be just soo fucking awkward.
"i heard what you did to your brother.."

and the pic haah, renne of course. :)
and thank you so much, though i didnt mean for it to be..eerie? how did you get that?
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diebyownhandsdiebyownhands on August 26th, 2007 01:45 pm (UTC)
Short!! you tease j/k.

I don't know what i'd do in her placeI'm not very good at comfronting. So I would probably just leave him a note saying i was going back home...or spy on them..jaja

What I'm really intrigued about is how Mikey seems to control Gerard, I have the feeling their relationship is unhealty in more than one way. I feel a bit like Gerard needs rescueing.
frankfurter: AHfrank!ohvick on August 26th, 2007 01:54 pm (UTC)
well, what if those suspicions were correct, would you stick around to find out what was wrong with that picture?
(and this picture is very wrong. ((PLACEBOFAN!))

and Gerard being one of your best friends, wouldnt you want to rescue him?

thanks for reading, and commenting, i always appreciate them greatly :D
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premiumwater: strawberry fieldspremiumwater on August 28th, 2007 08:04 am (UTC)
I just started reading this story. I like it a lot! such an interesting perspective! Cant wait for more :)
premiumwater: Mikeypremiumwater on August 28th, 2007 08:06 am (UTC)
woops and I forgot to answer your question...hm if i was alicia I would bust down their door. Even if it is oddly hot that they are doing stuff...its just not cool to cheat. At the very least be open about everything..
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girlpowers7 on August 29th, 2007 12:50 pm (UTC)
WHOOHOO! it's an update =]
can't wait for more. you're amazing.

well, i'd catch them in the act then leave
and probably confront him when he got back being all like "where were you?" but they i'd be like "wait, i knew where you were...with gerard, and i know what you're doing, but why? why would you do that to him? to me..."! ha.

oh dear. that's a run on sentence =[
girlpowers7 on August 29th, 2007 12:57 pm (UTC)
jenni's amaaaazing comment ::part 3::
oh dear. that was supposed to have a subject. awwe poop.
i'll just put it in here.
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idizzen on August 29th, 2007 06:47 pm (UTC)
sorry for not reading it until now...i somehow managed to not seeing it as a read my friends page "/

anyways, great chapter as always. i do hope alicia tells mikey about that she knows that he's cheating on her though. i like drama :P

hugs and cookies for the chapter

frankfurter: AHfrank!ohvick on August 29th, 2007 09:25 pm (UTC)
yay you commented!
i was worried you didnt like it anymore :(
BUT YOU'RE HERE , so that means you do and im so happy :D
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(Anonymous) on August 30th, 2007 01:35 am (UTC)
It sounds like Mikey is abusing Gee. If I were Alicia - I would tell Frankie.
frankfurter: cute frankohvick on August 30th, 2007 01:42 am (UTC)
ooh, good answer!
(Anonymous) on August 30th, 2007 01:36 am (UTC)
This is so well written - it grabbed me the other day and I spent hours today trying to find it to reread.
frankfurter: cute frankohvick on August 30th, 2007 01:43 am (UTC)
wow, that means so much to me :D!
thank you.
i only wish i new who you were *pouts*
Crossbow1crossbow1 on September 9th, 2007 10:08 pm (UTC)
oh and i have a question. just curious, what would you do if you were Alicia, in this situation?

I've been in the situation - more than once - of finding out something really shocking and unacceptable about someone you thought you knew everything about, so I know what my reaction is: Total avoidance. I just hide until I either can deal with it or figure out that I'm wrong or was lied to. But on a tour bus? I guess I would probably pack my bag and leave the tour at the first opportunity.
frankfurterohvick on September 9th, 2007 10:17 pm (UTC)
so you can relate to how Alicia's acting..
hmm, but why would being on a tour bus make a make you wanna leave instead of just pretending it didnt happen?
i guess because you're forced to just deal with being so near it at all times?
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