We Don't Fight Fair

Doctors ran in and pushed us aside, yelling things at each other. Someone wheeled in a defibrillator and shocked him. I watched his body buck at the extreme amounts of electricity entering him.

Suddenly, the unspeakable happened.

"Time of death?"

"3:09 a.m."


The doctors began moving slower. Or at least they tried to. It was pretty hard to when I was screaming and yelling and pleading for him to come back. Frank was pulling me back, fisting my shirt and whispering comforting words to me. "It's ok, he's happy now. He said he loved you, you heard him. Shh, I know, I know."

Uh, no, it wasn't okay. It was my job to protect him. And I failed completely. I looked up miserably. I sank to my knees, sobbing my insides out.The doctors were frantic again. it reminded me of horses disperse because something spooked them. Frank began hitting my back, urgently trying to get my attention. "GERARD! HE'S ALIVE HE MADE IT! COME ON, GERARD!" The nearby nurses and visitors witnessed the whole scene and began to applaud. My head snapped up.

We got up and looked over the mass of doctors. Well, I had to lift Frank onto my shoulders so he could see. My brain was so clouded. I realized so much. That one day, this was going to happen again. Only, maybe Mikey and I would switch roles, he would be crying next to me on my deathbed. And in those short seconds, I had learned so many lessons. I was so unprepared for this, and I now thought of Death as the enemy, as I had once welcomed it. Also, I really, really needed to atay on top of where Mikey was. I knew he wasn't a child, but without Mom, ( who would probably make a brief and probably forced appearance) I had to act like a parent.

But I never got to be a kid. And it was fucking tiring. Literally. I was exaughsted and fell asleep on Frank's lap. This got me thinking. Frank was taking care of me like a kid.and I took care of him. And we both took care of Mikey. It was just a cycle. We were all a family. Our own family. I smiled, thinking about seeing Mikey the next morning. And my heart leapt at the thought of bringing him home.

And Ray was caught. Unfortunately, after another murder he committed. But either way.

I couldn't wait to fall asleep so I could just wake up tomorrow. That was a feeling I hadn't felt in a while.

Notes

Hey there! So Mikey lives! He was originally supposed to die, but I couldn't do that. Plus, he has to be alive for the next chapters ; D Anyway, thanks for reading, and feedback is always welcome!


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-Erinosaur <3