Did I really just poison my brother? Or try to poison him anyway. Fuck, oh fuck oh fuck. I could tell from the choking and sputtering, my plan had worked.

I started crying and ran out the back of the reasturant. Hastily I grabbed my back pack and ran to the hospital. Thats where I ran into Ray.

"Dude who died?" He asked jokingly to me.

"Mikey did." I said. "I killed him. I killed my brother. Ray I have to leave town."

He just looked at me as Frank climbed out the window of the hospital room. "Hey whats going on?" Frank asked.

"I'm leaving Frank. Going as far away from here as I can." I said hurridly sensing the cops coming.

Frank coughed a hard wet cough and said. "I'm coming with you." He gasped.

"Hell no! Frank you're just a kid, and a fucking sick kid at it!" I yelled.

"I'll take my medicine with me. I'll steal extra from the pharmacy. Please don't leave me alone again." I could hear Frank's begging tone.

I sighed. "Make it fast. I've got to run Frank."

Frank nodded and climbed back to his room and returned with a suitcase and a few full bottles.