Kiss The Ring

“Never gonna get this stain out.”
“Stop bitching.”
“Just saying.”
James bent and picked up a cushion from the floor before throwing it in the general direction of Mikey’s ass as he pulled washing out of the machine.
“So pimp blood stains, tell me something I don’t know.”
Mikey gave him a withering stare and refused to comment further until James got up to go.
“Going out, Ray wants me to look at the latest shipment while the boss is up in Washington.”
Mikey nodded absently and curled up on the sofa. His head ached and he badly wanted out of the posh apartment and back to their own little place. Being caged in never suited him, even when the cage came with all mod cons and a fair amount of luxury.
Frank was still pissed at them, banning them from doing anything while he was out of state and even going so far as to leave Gerard with two other bodyguards. That annoyed Mikey even more, his brother should be with them while Frank was busy, nobody could look after Gerard like Mikey that was a fucking fact.
The only one who was enjoying it all was Claire. There had been dinner dates, cinema time and now she was his official guest in the capital. Linda would be spinning in her grave right now, Mikey thought with a grim smile. He flipped on the television and half watched a succession of different programmes before dozing off.
The hammering of the door woke him, it was now dark and cold.
“M-Mikey, let me in, Mikey, please, are you there ?”
Suddenly wide awake, Mikey scrambled up and opened the door to a near hysterical Gerard. Mikey pulled him inside and shut it again quickly.
“Gerard, calm down. What the fuck ?”
Mikey looked at the blood on his hands and then back at his brother. Tears were running down his face, mixing with the vivid trails of red. He was shaking violently and Mikey had to lift his chin before Gerard would look into his face.
“What happened, Gerard, what have you done ?”
Gerard just stared at him before breaking into loud sobs. Mikey wrapped his brother in his arms and just held him until Gerard could form words again.
“I..I went out. The guards were playing cards and didn’t take much notice. I went for a drink, y’know I was lonely and just wanted some fun.”
“And ?”
“I got talking to this girl at a bar. She wouldn’t believe it was me and I liked her. So we went back to a hotel.”
Mikey suddenly knew what had happened and felt the world take a turn. Gerard didn’t notice, just continued to shake, his head buried in Mikey’s chest.
“It was consensual, no funny business but after. She said she was going to the press if I didn’t pay her. Big money Mikes and I knew Frank would be so angry…”
His voice trailed away into sobs again until Mikey shook him hard.
“Did you kill her ?”
Gerard nodded, an eerie smile ghosting his face until he focused again on Mikey.
“I didn’t mean too but I was so angry. Frank’s gonna kill me.”
It was a distinct possibility if this got out. Thinking quickly Mikey phoned James.
“I need a favour.”
Mikey gave James about a third of the story, enough that his lover would go clean up but not enough to get him into trouble if Frank did trace things back. Luckily the hotel Gerard had been to was a dive, nothing in the way of security or CCTV to complicate things. It was still risky but if they were quick. He looked back at his brother, still shaking and bloodstained.
“Go clean up, it’ll be fine. James won’t let us down.”
He helped Gerard into the shower and then quickly went outside to burn his clothes and have a smoke. This was about as bad as things could get. Frank would kill them both for sure, no more chances. Even if he didn’t, Gerard’s political career would be over. Yet there was something exciting about it, Mikey found himself smiling. Gerard had a taste for it no doubt and now he had killed Mikey knew he was beyond the help that a psychiatrist could provide, he had been sent to a few himself.
A plan was forming in Mikey’s head. A stupid, near suicidal plan but a plan none the less. He mulled things over for a while before hearing Gerard behind him at the door.
“Mikes ?”
Mikey gave him a smile, noting the drops of water working their way down his brothers pale skin.
“You feeling better ?”
They went back inside, the fire having burnt itself out.
“He’ll know, Frank knows everything.”
Mikey hugged him again, noting the bitter tone in Gerard’s voice.
“He won’t. He’s not here to know.”
“No he’s in Washington with her.”
Mikey suddenly realised the cause of the rampage in the first place. Claire, his Claire and Frank. So that was the spark. The madness was back in Gerard’s eyes, a blazing light that Mikey found impossible to resist.
“It’s a fad. He’ll come back to you, he always does.”
Gerard pouted, exhaustion there now as well. Mikey took his hand and led him into the spare room.
“Spare clothes in there, you need to sleep. I‘ll call the guards, tell them you‘re staying with me.”
Gerard nodded, pulling on sweat pants as Mikey called the guys and gave them an excuse. Not like anyone would argue with Mikey when he wanted something bad enough. He returned to sit next to Gerard on the bed, one arm slung around his shoulder.
“Frankie’s out of hand, he treats us both badly.”
“He does ?”
“Yeah, look at how he stops you from enjoying a fight. How he keeps me and James as fucking lapdogs. We do all the work and he gets all the rewards.”
Gerard nodded slowly, his eyes glazing over.
“Yeah, that’s right. I have to do all that stupid stuff with all those people when all I want to do is rip their fucking throats out.”
Mikey ran his fingers down Gerard’s back, nuzzling into his neck.
“Then he takes that bitch away with him and not you.”
Gerard nodded again, not protesting as Mikey started caressing his chest, planting kisses there and upwards until meeting his brothers lips. Gerard gasped and pulled away in shock.
“Mikey, what….”
Mikey grinned, pinning his brother back against the bed and forcing another kiss on him before looking down.
“We’re gonna kill him. You and me. Take it all for ourselves.”
Gerard shook his head, unable to move against Mikey’s weight.
“No, that’s crazy. I won’t do it.”
Mikey slapped him hard, splitting his lip before kissing him again. Gerard struggled, his confused mind fighting between what Mikey had said and the fact that his brother was now touching him in all kind of new places. Again Gerard tried to push him off.
“Stop it Mikey, c’mon. Frank is crazy, he would see it coming for sure.”
Mikey considered this for a second before handcuffing his brother to the bed.
“No, he won’t. it’s the last thing he’s gonna expect. That’s why its gonna work.”
“What’s gonna work and what the fuck are you doing ?”
Mikey turned to see James leaning against the doorframe.
“We’re gonna kill Frank and I’m… I’m not sure but it’s gonna be fun.”
James started to chuckle. Both of them were quite obviously insane.
“Ok, fine, whatever. I took care of the mess, mind if I join in ?”
Gerard’s eyes widened.
“Now hang on a minute…”
He started to giggle as wandering hands produced interesting sensations down the length of his body.
“I still don’t think we should kill Frank.”

Notes