Just a Shadow In The Night (Mikey Way/OC)

Franks p.o.v

“Alright, I’m going to bed. See you guys in the morning.” Emilia said as she walked down the hallway.
“Goodnight.” We all replied waving, she smiled over her shoulder.
Mikey, Gerard, Ray and I are seated around the coffee table. Mikey called Ray and I over to talk about something. None of us have heard from Bob in a while, but we haven’t really questioned it.

“Alright. ” Mikey said, leaning in and clearing his throat. “We went out to the mall yesterday and we saw him...”
There was a long pause.
“Saw who?” Ray asked, clearly confused
“Pete.” He replied sharply. “He knows about everything and we saw him in the parking lot and-”
“What are you going to do?” I interrupted. Pete has done some pretty scary things to people in the past. He’s far worse than us. Who knows what he’ll do to Emilia if he gets a hold of her.
“I don’t know…” Mikey sighed. “That’s why I wanted you guys here.”
“Does he know where you live?” Ray asked
“Not as far as we know…” Gerard replied, resting his chin in his hands.
“Then as long as you stay in here as much as you can, and don’t leave Emilia alone, she should be fine.” I suggested
“How are we supposed to make money?” Gerard asked
“We have to leave the house eventually.” Mikey added
“Just call me or Ray over, we can look after her.” I said, patting Ray on the shoulder.
“What if he knows about you and Ray being part of this? He knows us all, remember?” Gerard said
“We haven’t gone out in public together in ages, everyone forgot about us.” I reminded him
“Maybe so” Mikey interrupted “But we’re not talking about just anybody, we’re talking about Pete. He never forgets about anyone.”
Silence took over the room as we all leaned backwards into the couches, trying to devise a plan for a worst case scenario. Now, being honest. Individually- we can’t kill him. Together- we can’t kill him, and the only way to ensure our safety and the safety of Emilia is to keep running. We’ve been living everywhere to get away from him, and now that we’re back in NJ… he is too. To keep things humorous, I like to compare him to a mosquito. Always chasing us, blood thirsty and very annoying.
The silence in the room continued until Mikey spoke up.
“I’m going to bed, see you guys in the morning”
“Goodnight” we chorused.

Emilia’s p.o.v

“Goodnight” They said to who I presumed was Mikey.
I began tiptoeing to the bedroom as fast as I could, reaching my bed, laying down and pretending to be asleep.
I thought back to the conversation I just overheard. After I brushed my teeth, I could hear their conversation get a bit heated so I decided to listen in, and it didn’t sound good.
I’m in danger all because someone wants revenge on Mikey. What would he have done to make him hate Mikey so much? Why did I have to be part of it? I mean, I’ve already been kidnapped once. If he gets me- what’s he going to do?
These thoughts danced on in my mind until sleep eventually took over my body.

Notes

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