To The End

- 2 weeks later -

“You son of a bitch!” I punched that fucker in the jaw like twelve times. I then grabbed his head as he screamed in agonizing pain. “Please please!” he begged me. I chuckled and twisted his neck, relishing the snap that followed, finishing his worthless life. “Frank calm down baby,” Gerard says to me. I laugh and stare at the heap of dead bodies that we had just killed. I know, we are now murderers, but they’re assholes so it doesn’t even matter.

I smile at Gerard and peck his lips lightly. “You have a little blood on your face,” he says and wipes it off with his thumb. We both paste toothy grins on our faces. He starts playing with my hair. “Damn you are so fine,” he tells me. I blush madly enough. “I could say the same to you and you cant hide your face anymore,” I tell him. His blush creeps up and I kiss his cheeks.

“Lets go,” I say, pulling Gerard by his hand and leading him out of the warehouse. “Where are we going?” he asks me. “Anywhere but here,” I answer. I pull him onto the sidewalk and started acting like normal people and pretend that we just did not kill a group of minions who are now in a dead heap in the building. We walked a couple miles when Gerard started tensing up. His hand was squeezing mine really tight. “Gee what’s wrong?” I whisper to him. He went behind me and placed his hands on my waist. I was confused and puzzled why he was doing that. “Gee,” I say his name again. We are no longer in our killjoy outfits because our clothes were long lost now, they would notice us quickly even if we did get haircuts. They know our real and alter-ego names. It’s quite complicated to lie about our names to people because we end up saying our pet names for each other and then we have to build up another lie.

“Gee what’s going on?” I ask more hesitantly now, he was acting overprotective. Whenever he goes behind me or pushes me behind him, I’m in harms way. “Ssshhh,” he tells me. I furrow my eyebrows, “I’ll tell you, hold on,” he kept staring ahead. I tried following his eyes, but I kept slowing down my pace which slowed him down and he wanted me to walk as fast as possible. So I kept walking until I was safe again. He then tightened his grip on my waist and pushed me closer to him. My curiosity was getting the best of me again. “Gerard, tell me right now because I’m dying,” I tell him. He chuckles a little, “You can wait a little longer I promise I’ll tell you,” he assures me. I’m guessing someone is eyeing him, he wont even look at me. He stopped us by a bus stop and waited for I’m guessing the person to go by. “Now?” I ask him. He puts up one finger and kept looking to our right. I took it as the person wasn’t gone.

I tried to see what he was looking at, I noticed a man who stopped in the middle of the sidewalk and slowly turned around. His eyes directly straight at us. Gerard shoved me so close to him, I was suffocating under his hold, yet I felt safe. “Gee?” I call his name. He’s slowly changing back to Party Poison. “Gee, no Poison remember, not now,” I tried to convince him. He seriously has two sides of him, Poison is the worst, he’s dreadfully harmful to anyone, prone to destroy, and is determined to get what he wants and kill what he wants. “Gerard look at me,” I studied his face. His jaw was clenched and straining from the grinding. His face was filled with hate. I looked at the man and I noticed he was reaching for something in his pocket. I turn around and face Gerard, he kept his eyes on him. All the attention and focus was on this mysterious man.

Suddenly the man pulled out a piece of paper. He was smirking at us, he slowly unfolded it and let it spring out.

‘WE’RE WATCHING YOU’, it read.

I gulped and Gerard’s hands pushed me into him. I felt my heart racing and myself trembling. A flock of people passed by and we both lost sight of him. As the people passed, he was gone.

Gerard finally looked at me again. My face was probably full of confusion. He sighs and hugs me, I was not in no mood for comfort and cuddling. He does that when he feels something bad is going to happen. I’m not about to let it, if he tells me why he was acting the way he was. “Hotel,” he says and grabs my hand leading me to a hotel I guess. “Gee tell me now,” I say, he looks at me and turns away. “At the hotel,” he replies. I groan and just wait. My curiosity is eating me alive.

We finally find one that’s cheap enough for us. As the cashier gave Gerard the key, I decided to check out the vending machines. “Skittles….skittles….skittles…skittles..” I kept repeating. “Skittles,” I turn to my left and see Gerard holding a bag of Skittles for me, I smile really big and run and jump on him, kissing his face and snatching the skittles from his hand. He shakes his head and leads me to the room.

As soon as the door opens I run in and jump on the plump fluffy bed. For a cheap hotel, they got nice ass beds. Gerard sighs and sits on the bed, slumping kind of, looking defeated. “I cant believe this is happening,” he says. I’m worried about him now, “Gee what’s wrong?” I ask him. I sneak up behind him and hug him. He leans into me and I play with his snow hair. Yeah I call it snow hair.

“I’m in danger arent I?” I ask him. He sighs and grabs my hands. I’m taking it as a yes.

“I swear I’ll protect you,” he answers. “Tell me who that guy was,” I demand gently. “Blind,” he answers and I kind of figured that. “Why are they watching us, well I mean I know that we are wanted, but why arent they like trying to chase us or something?” I was confused. “Frankie,” Gerard starts, “They’ve been watching us the entire time, they want you, not me, they want me dead, but they want you, and as long as I’m by your side, they wont come near you, they know how dangerous I am, they know my potential threat,” he says to me. “Why me?” I ask, he turns around and puts my arms around his neck. “You’re his son Frank, I know you wont believe it, but you are,” he says. “I’m not his son, he left me, so he can go fuck himself,” I say. He chuckles, “Reasons why I love you,” he laughs again.

Why am I wanted so bad?

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