To The End

I squealed in excitement and jumped into his arms. He caught me by surprise and hugged me back. I finally let go of him. I was all jittery because I finally got my killjoy name. I’m motherfucking Fun Ghoul. I smile to myself. Fun Ghoul Fun Ghoul Fun Ghoul Fun Ghoul Fuck Yes! I stared at him smiling for like half an hour.

“You can chill now,” he finally says to me. I couldn’t, even though I’m not an official killjoy, I still got a name. “Did I do good?” I finally ask. “Good?” he says, I nodded and then finally felt really nervous.

“Good? Dude you didn’t do good,” my face fell, he laughed, “You did fucking awesome!” he exclaimed. My smile rose back up and he started laughing. “I never met anyone like you, not even Ray or Bob or Mikey would of have the fucking balls like you did. They would’ve let us get arrested and not even put up a fight. I think you might just make it a little earlier then most.” he says. This made my day. Not that I just almost fucking got us killed, hijacked a car, and killed some bad guys, this is what made my day of them all. A simple compliment.

We just sat there leaning against the car, remembering everything we just did. I smile as I see the sun slowly descend down. I watch it and concentrate on its features. The glow that radiates from the yellow orb, making your eyes go blind because of its bold and bright light that shines down on you for you to see a clear pathway. I smile to myself thinking about what it’s like to be a sun. I turned to face Poison and was about to say something, when I caught him staring at me. He quickly turned his head and blushed. I just smile and realize he was just staring at ME. He looked down and back at the sun. I was now staring at him, taking in his wondrous features. His hair all black and raven like, falling just below his ears. His pointed up nose and his soft pearly white skin. His hazel eyes glowing from the sun. While I had this weird Mohawk thing going on up there. I know I have checked him out many or a million times but I still think of him as beautiful every time. I glanced over his muscles, perfectly fit. Years from doing the dirty work and trying to keep strong. His strong legs to hold him up. He turned his head and caught me this time. I didn’t turn away though, I just pulled a grin. He grins back and that’s how we sat. We were just staring at each other grinning like crazy. I felt raw emotions swell up for him. I felt like… I can’t explain…but it felt more like love for him. Not in love, but love and care. Like I need to protect him and be a shoulder he needs. Be his secretary or his assistant. Be his buddy by his side, while we fight crime together. You know like Batman and Robin. That would be fucking awesome.

Something else was swarming inside me though. It was churning begging to be ready, begging to let it out. I wanted more than just to be his Robin. I wanted so much more. I wanted to know more, I wanted to feel more, I wanted to touch more, I wanted to need more, I wanted to have more.

I have a sudden desire to have him. I want him to be mine and only mine. I wanted his attention to me and only me. I wanted his touch for me and only me, but I can’t keep thinking about him like this or else it won’t get nowhere. I knew he didn’t feel the same way about me. There’s no way he would even have a moment of thought about how I was like when in love. So my fantasies never really cheered me up much. Reasons why I just began to go toward being his friend.

I finally broke our silence and our constant staring contest, I guess it was a staring contest, it felt much more than that though, to me at least. “Uh.. We have to go and feel this baby up,” I say patting the car and standing up. I don’t know if my eyes were playing tricks on me but I could have sworn I saw a look of disappointment on his face. My heart leaped and I just couldn’t really figure this guy out. I was about to open the drivers side when he shut it. I looked up at him and furrowed my eyebrows.

“Let me drive, you did enough of that already,” I burst out laughing.

“Was I too crazy for you?” I speak of a rhetorical question.

“You were just perfect,” he says unnecessarily.

I felt my cheeks flame up, but tried to ignore it, I slipped into the passenger side and buckled up.

“Ready, speed racer?” I just chuckle. “As I’ll ever be,” I answer. He gave me one of his crooked smiles and I just died on the inside. I love those crooked smiles. He had me hotwire the car again, because I stole it and didn’t have a key the first time. It was so awkward though. The wires are right there between his legs. I had to lean over and spark them. I felt his nervousness radiating off of him. His foot was tapping away waiting for me to finish. Finally the engine started and I sigh of relief. He put the car in drive and we took off on the road to Malefic City.

“So Fun Ghoul,” he finally says breaking our comfortable silence. Eeep! He called me by my killjoy name. “Yes?” I reply. “Uh… so how does it feel to have a thrill in your life?” he asks me. I just look at him and smile. “It is the most amazing thing ever!” I shout. “ I mean come on! Did you see when I shot that minion and when you almost fell out of the car and I caught you and then how I got us out of getting arrested! I love the thrill!” I explain a little to excited. He just laughs at me and smiles at me while I talk and answer his question. He loves my excitement, I could tell, I haven’t seen him smile this much until we got to his house. I love knowing that I caused it.

We’ve been driving for hours and I noticed the gas is getting lower and lower. I start worrying because we haven’t seen not one single car pass by us since we’ve been out here. Suddenly my hopes went up when I see a gas station come into view. “Finally,” I hear Poison sigh of relief. Same here buddy, same here. We slowly turn into the driveway and into one of the gas stalls. Poison got out of the car and went to go pay for the gas. I just sat there and waited and waited and waited…wait for it…and waited. I began to get antsy and worried. What is taking him so long? I groan and fought my laziness to get out of the car. I open the door and walk into the store. I walk inside…empty. What the? Where is the cash register guy? And Poison? I hear a shriek of pain and shuffling somewhere in the back. I follow the noise and end up in front of the bathroom door to the men’s restroom. I take a deep breath and open the door. I froze and gasped when I see Poison on the floor with a guy on top of him.

“I said give me your god damn money!” the guy yells at him.

“Fuck you!” Poison yells. They were both completely oblivious that I’m there. I just watch them struggle when I see the guy hold up a wrench and almost smashed Poison’s face, he luckily dodged the hit. I gasped a little to loud. They both look up at me in utter shock. I stand there with the same expression. The guy then snarls and lifts up Poison. “Is that your little boyfriend?” he growls. I wince at his words. I wish he was man I wish he was. He then throws Poison against a wall making him blackout. I stand there shocked still and became angry. I clinched my fists tight. How dare he hurt him! He looks at me and chuckles. “I think I’ll just let your boyfriend sleep there,” he announces while advancing on me. I didn’t have time to get away from him when he grabbed my shirt and pushed me against the wall. “Do you possibly have any money?” he hisses at me. I just kept quiet and tried to pry myself away from him. “Your never going to get away from me,” he says. Uh.. I think I know that, this guy is frikkin huge! He then uses his free hand to grip my throat. I panic and shriek. “Dude! Stop! Get Away!” I shout at him. He just laughs and wraps his hand around my throat. He then squeezes, I start choking and gasping for air. I claw my fingers at him and kick him. Nothing worked. Just as when I was about to die, or I think I was about to die. Someone jumped on the guys back and pushed him down. He let go of my throat, but not my shirt, bringing me down with him. I breathed in a little too quickly and falling making me choke up. I notice Poison was the one who forced him on the floor. He then pried the man’s fingers off of my shirt and grabbed my arm. I was coughing and gagging. He pulled me out of the bathroom and stopped for me.

“Are you okay? Oh my god, are you okay?” he asks frantically. I nod and my coughing reduced a little. He smiles and sighs. He then grabs my arm when I hear the door open and the man stumbled out. Poison ran to the register and pushed a few buttons. The man was coming after us. Poison then dragged me out the door. “Put the gas in while I deal with him!” he shouts at me. I obey and go to the car doing what I was instructed to do. I pull out the gas pump and put it in the gas tank entrance. I start watching the numbers flow by fast and I have no idea how much Poison put down, but I’m pretty sure he put down enough for the gas tank to fill. I look over the gas pump and see the guy manhandling Poison. I shrieked on the inside and begged the pump to go faster. I start pushing the knob and making it rush into the tank faster. Finally it finished filling up the car. I instantly shoved the gas pump into the holder and ran to Poison. I see him beating the shit out of the guy. He was on top this time. Taking all his anger and frustration out on him. I then grabbed Poison’s shoulder and he turned at me angrily. I whimpered and backed off. His face lightened and understood what I was telling him. He then turned his attention back to the guy.

“If you ever threaten to hurt his life, I swear to god I’ll kill you!” he hisses at him, before he added one more punch to the throat. The guy just laid there gagging and choking from the force from Poison’s fist. He then jumped off of him and grabbed my arm, dragging me to the car. I got in and buckled my seatbelt. I see Poison pull out a lighter. He looked out the window on the ground.

“Nice thinking, Frankiestein!” he yells at me. I give him a quizzical look before I realized he meant the gas on the floor. He lit the lighter and threw it on the floor. He put the car in drive, since I had already started it and took off. The guy was barely getting off the floor when we took off. I looked behind and seen the gas station be engulfed into flames before exploding. I watched the fire overtake the place like a dragon on a run. Its bright light enlightening the fields around it. I sat there watching in awe. I smiled at how amazing that fucking was. If only I got to blow up a gas station in a middle of a desert everyday. I then turned back to Poison and put a huge grin on my face. “That… was …fucking…awesome!” I say to him. He laughs at me and turns to face me real quick. “I like you, I like you a lot,” he says to me. I feel myself blush and look away from him. “Aw! Little Fwankiestein is blushing!” he teases me. He just makes it even worse. You dick. He just laughs and teases me even more. “Come on! Stop already!” I whine. He just busts up. “I can’t help it your so cute!” he explains. I know my whole face is a tomato by now. “Okay okay, I’ll stop,” he finally gives in. Finally! I just sat there pouting while he just glances at me every few minutes to see if my blush went down. Its not. He keeps making it worse by looking at me.

“Would you stop!” I exclaim. “What!?” he replies. “You keep looking at me to see if I’m still blushing and its not working!” I answer. He just starts cracking up again. “I just like pissing you off,” he says. I pout again and cross my arms turning my face toward the window. “Aw did I hurt poor Fwankiestein’s feelings?” he asks like a little child. I glare at him and ignore his question. I continued staring out the window when he unexpectedly touched my thigh. I squealed and must have jumped almost a mile away from the car. He just laughs at me. “I was going to say I’m sorry, but since I scared you, you might not forgive me,” he explains. I just looked at him and feel my heart flutter. Cheesy? I know it fluttered!

I then softened my face and looked away from him. He still had his hand on my thigh. I felt quite comfortable yet uncomfortable. Do you get it? I don’t know but that’s how I feel. I like it, but I don’t like it. God I’m so fucking confusing! I noticed the car slowing down a little. I didn’t want to acknowledge it to him though. I just kept looking out the window, and at his hand. I finally grew the balls to push it away. I grabbed his hand and put it in his lap. I look at him and back out the window. I saw a flash of hurt spread across his face. I’m sorry Gerard.

He then completely stopped the car. I whipped my head to look at him. We were sitting in the middle of the road in a car. I looked at him and gave him a confused puzzled look. He was just staring at me. I returned the stare back. He then opened his mouth to say something, but quit.

“What are you doing?” I finally say breaking our awkward silence. He just kept quiet. I noticed his eyes. I looked at them, they kept looking into my eyes and then flowed down to my lips. I just stared at them, mesmerized he would even be thinking about kissing me. I know he is, he wouldn’t be constantly trying to find an opportunity to.

“Gerard?” I finally say. “This isn’t funny what are you doing? Seriously,” I say getting agitated. He just kept staring at me and I felt uncomfortable within his eyes. He just kept looking at me and ignoring my questions. I became quite angry. “Gerard!” I shout at him. He just kept looking at me and pulled a smirk on his face. I glared at him. What in the actual fuck? “Your so cute when your angry,” he finally says after like an hour of me asking him questions and calling his name. I furrowed my eyebrows wondering what he was doing. He just kept staring at me. I then turn away and looked out the window to see if he gave up on looking at me. I glanced at him, he was still looking at me, this time with a smirk. I began to get a little shaken up from him. He’s scaring me with the way he’s looking at me. I kept glancing at him.

“please stop looking at me,” I pleaded. He then smirked at me and put the car back I drive. What was all that about? The car started to go and grind with the road smoothly. I stared back out the window. I was thinking about how his eyes kept looking at my lips. He wanted to kiss me. I can’t believe he wanted to kiss me. The other thing is I wanted him to.

I finally fell asleep during the drive. I was exhausted from earlier today. I know Poison was to. Wait I called him Gerard earlier. He didn’t say anything, he let me. I then turned back to him. He kept his eyes on the road. “Poison?” I finally say. He moved his head like a nod to say he was listening. “Can I call you Gerard?” I ask. He then shot me a look. I whimpered into the seat. “No. didn’t I tell you no?” he says to me. He turned his attention back to the road. “But I called you Gerard earlier, you didn’t get mad,” I reply. He opened his mouth to say something, but shut up realizing I was right. “Well, don’t do it again,” he finalizes. I then look down to my shoes. I sigh and laid my head back in the seat. Waiting for this nightmare to be over. I sometimes wish I never met him, but most of the time I love that I met him. I’m such a weirdo. No shit Sherlock. Shut up Brain! Nope, you know he wants you, go after him! NO! YES! NO! YES! NO! YES! “Shut up!” I said out loud. I then covered my mouth realizing I spoke out loud. I looked at him with wide eyes, he gave me a confusing look. “What was that?” he asks me.

“I…uh… I was thinking… I don’t know,” I say. He then does his crooked smile and chuckles at me. “I love your weirdness,” he says. I smile to myself, I love how he knows how to handle me. “What were you thinking about?” he asks me. I froze and gulped. How much I wanted you and those lips. “Nothing, just stupid things,” I answer. “You can tell me, I’m the only person who will listen out here you know,” he implies. I nod knowing its very much true. “It’s nothing literally,” I kept trying to find a way around it.

“Tell me! Now I’m all curious! Like you,” he says happily. I laugh because its true. I have a bad habit of curiosity. “No, its personal,” I state. “Oh? Well in that matter, can I know how personal?” he keeps pressuring me to tell him. “Very very personal,” I answer. He kept smirking at me trying to get it out of me. “May I ask what kind of personal?” he keeps asking me questions. “None of your business personal,” I shot back. He did a fake gasp and looked at me with a fake surprise. “Someone is feisty,” he says. I just glare at him. I swear sometimes he’s annoying. I just kept looking out the window. “May I ask why you won’t tell me?” he says a few minutes later. I lost it.
“Would you shut up! Leave me alone! Can’t I think on my own without anyone invading my privacy all the fucking time! Your always invading my privacy! I can’t be anywhere without you bursting my bubble without me realizing it! Your always constantly on my ass! Your always telling me and pressuring me and complimenting me! You keep staring at me! You make my stomach turn to butter every fucking time! I can’t help it your so god damn good looking! I hate the fact that I want to do every possible dirty thing to you! I was thinking about you ! Okay?! I was thinking about how you were looking at me! I was thinking about how much I thought you didn’t like me! I was thinking about how much I should lead you on! I was debating if I should and I decided no because I was afraid you didn’t like me! Jesus fucking Christ! Are you happy now?!” I finished with my face stricken with annoyance and frustration. I crossed my arms and stared back out the window. Poison was just looking at me with a shocked face. It then turned into a smirk. “So you think I’m good looking?” he asks me. I roll my eyes and face palm myself. “Is that the only thing you heard while I was ranting? So you think I’m good looking? Are you kidding me?” I reply. He pulled a smirk on his face. “No,” he answers blankly. I became frustrated with him. I then grabbed his left leg and he gasps. I pushed down on it making it press on the brakes. “What are you doing?” he asks me. I ignore him as the car stops. I glare at him and open the door and walk out the car. I start walking down the road. He was still sitting in the car watching me. Isn’t he going to come after me? No. shut up! No. I’m serious. If you didn’t get mad at him then maybe this wouldn’t have happened. Shut up! You know I’m right. No your not! If you would just listen to me. Never!

“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!” I shouted. I then sat on my knees covering my ears with my hands. I then hear a car door slam. I know its Gerard. He’s the only thing here watching me. I hear footsteps come closer to me. I shut my eyes blocking out the voice in my head. I kept them shut tight.

I then felt a hand on my back. I jerked up and see him rubbing my back. I push his hand away and stood up. He looked at me with full concern on his face. I just ran away from him. “Frank!” he calls out to me. I kept running and he was chasing me. “Frank! I’m sorry come here!” he yells. It was night. I couldn’t really see what was in front of me. I could only see as far as the headlights shine on. I started to get tired with my little legs. Gerard was right on me and he was taller than me. I then felt someone wrap their hands around my waist and I shrieked. “Frank! I’m sorry, I didn’t meant to!” he kept talking fast. I then kissed him to get him to shut up. As I pressed my lips against his soft ones. He gasped and returned the favor by kissing just as hard. We stood there kissing each other for the longest time. He was holding me and I had my legs wrapped around his waist. I was crying. We kept kissing and finally tore apart.

We stared at each other for the longest time. “No. I’m sorry,” I finally say. “ I forgive you, do you forgive me?” he asks. I nod and smile. He kissed my tears away. We smiled at each other. “Finally,” he says.

“Just finally, you realized.”

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