Be My Savior-Pikey Chapter 1

Mikey's POV-
I pulled up the hoodie on my sweatshirt, shivering as I walked home from work. It's just another cold and rainy Newark day. I lived in my brother Gerard's basement, he didn't mind letting me stay there until I could make enough money to rent a place of my own. Gerard didn't treat me great, but he didn't treat me badly either. I was often awakened by the rattling of the bed above me, usually it was Gerard and his boyfriend, Frank fucking, but sometimes it was Gerard and one of his many hookers.
As I walked on the empty Newark streets, I arrived at Gerard's place. His car wasn't there, so he wasn't home. I'm glad; I wouldn't want him to be right upstairs when I overdose. I shuffle into the door of the shitty row home we lived in, and I kicked my shoes off at the door. I ran into the basement, and pulled a bottle of pills I had stolen from the drugstore a few months ago out of my pocket.
I had stolen the pills before I met Pete, when I wanted to kill myself. I was saving them just in case things got so bad, not even Pete could keep me alive. That day had come. I opened up the bottle and shook about 8 of the prescription painkillers into my hand, I had an open beer from before I left to go to work sitting on my nightstand, so I grabbed that too. I needed something to wash them down. I took a nice big sip of the warm bud light, and as soon as I was about to put the pills into my mouth, I heard a pounding on my front door.
"MIKEY! OPEN THE DOOR! IT'S PETE, DON'T DO IT," My mouth dropped.
How the fuck did he know where I lived?