Hell or High Water

Frank smiled at the random nurses and doctors he passed going into the cafeteria. He walked over to the coffee machine and got two cups. As Frank waited he started to feel like something bad was about to happen. Frank forgot about the coffee and started running back to Gerard’s room. “Mikey?” Frank called opening the door. “Shit.” He ran around looking for Mikey. There was loud yelling coming from the room beside him alarming doctors and nurses in the area.

Frank opened the door and gagged at the sight of Pete’s dismembered body. Mikey jumped up and started beating the hell out of the young man who was passed out in the bed.

“Mikey stop!” Frank and the doctors pulled him off.

“I’M GOING TO KILL HIM! HE KILLED MY LOVE! HE KILLED PETE!” Mikey screamed and cried. Frank dragged Mikey out of the room and back to Gerard’s. Mikey screamed and punched the wall, pieces of drywall and tile flew everywhere. Frank sighed and walked over to him.

“Mikey-”

“Shut up!” Mikey snarled, turning on his heel and glaring hard at Frank.

“No. You need to calm down.” Frank advised.

“And what you going to do if I don’t?” Mikey growled, going in and out of his reaper form.

“Nothing. Nothing at all. But don’t you think killing me would defeat the purpose of bring your brother back?”

“You sit there in your heartache waiting on some beautiful boy to save you from your old ways but mine died! Your’s just needs to fucking wake up! Pete was ripped limb from limb in front of my eyes! I could have stopped it! I could have saved him by not letting him go! I FUCKING KNEW SOMETHING BAD WAS GOING TO HAPPEN BUT I JUST IGNORED THAT GUT FEELING AND LOOK WHERE IT GOT ME!” Mikey thundered, breaking down into loud sobs. He dropped to his knees and started pulling his hair. Frank crouched and pulled Mikey into hug. “I could have saved him!” Mikey screamed into Frank’s chest.

“I’m sorry, Mikey. I’m so sorry.” Frank mumbled, rubbing Mikey’s back. “I understand…”

“Stop. You don’t know Frank.” Mikey pushed Frank away and stood up. He disappeared with a flap of his wings leaving Frank alone.

“But I do…” Frank sighed, standing up. He walked to Gerard and climbed onto the small bed, making sure not to tangle any of the cords. Frank closed his eyes and nuzzled Gerard’s neck. “Please wake up soon. I need your help…”

“Only thing you have to do is ask.” A voice said from the foot of the bed. Frank’s eyes shot open in panic. A man stood there smiling at Frank. Frank jumped out of the bed and went for the bat that he had hidden under the bed during one of Gerard’s memories. The man grabbed his wrist and pulled him back up.

“Violence isn’t required, I just came to...talk.” The man smirked.

“Who are you?” Frank growled.

“War! But you can just call me Brendon.” The man grinned.

“Oh for heavens fucking sakes.” Frank groaned and palmed his eyes. Brendon laughed.

“Heaven ain’t close in a place like this. Anyway I’m going to cut the foreplay and get to the point. I need your boytoy’s help but since he isn’t going to be waking up anytime soon you’ll do.” Brendon sighed and tapped his chin. He swung his cane and hit Frank over the head. Frank fell to the floor and clutched his head.

“WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR!?” Frank hollered and glared up at Brendon. Brendon chuckled.

“Just wanted to do that for hurting my boyfriend.” Brendon smiled.

“Who the hell is your boyfriend and what did I do to him!?” Frank yelled, fighting a migraine.

“That cute boy in the room that you just left. Yeah that was him.”

“That fucking boy!? He killed my best friend’s boyfriend! And it wasn’t me who attacked him!” Frank groaned loudly. Brendon cocked his head to the side.

“My little Ryan killing someone? No he’s too innocent for that.”

“Go check his fucking room!” Frank snapped, slowly getting off the floor. Brendon disappeared then came back with a grim expression.

“That was very heart warming. Anyway back to the point, nobody touches my baby.”

“How about you tell that to the demon who possessed him.” Mikey growled, appearing beside Frank. Brendon raised a brow and scoffed.

“And you are?” Brendon asked.

“Mikey. Death’s brother.” Mikey snarled. Brendon grinned and stuck his hand out.

“Ah! So great to meet another Way.” Brendon replied sarcastically.

“Go fuck yourself.” Mikey snapped and pulled Frank off the floor.

“Oh why so mean?” Brendon pouted. “Besides the only thing I came here for was Frank since Death won’t wake up anytime soon.” Mikey tensed and tightened his grip on Frank’s arm.

“Wait. Why?” Frank asked.

“Oh you don’t know? I thought Mikey would have told you!” Brendon laughed.

“Tell me what?” Frank looked at Mikey then Brendon.

“You Frankie are going to give birth to the anti-christ! Yay!”

Notes

Yay! Brendon!