He's Not Dead, He Only Looks that Way.

After getting back onto the road, Frank and Gerard were both taking a quiet time. They kept quiet with soft music playing in the background, taking in the scenery of the trees and bushes that they passed. Gerard can see up ahead, the small town. He took in a deep breath and Frank, who was leaning back on the reclined car seat, noticed. He reclined his chair upward and took a look at the upcoming town. He asked, looking back at Gerard, “Why are we going there?”

Gerard didn’t reply. He tensed up behind the steering wheel, turning his knuckles white. He murmured, “Almost there.”

The ride there was making Gerard squeamish. His stomach was tightening and he felt like he was going to have a panic! attack. His heart was pounding against his chest as he drove into the town. Frank, on the other hand, was staring out the window. His eyes bounced off buildings to the tall healthy trees. He kinda smiled, “This is a cute town.” He read a couple building signs and paused, “Wait, I didn’t know we were close to Summit-”

“Can you please just shut up for a second?” Gerard growled.

Frank sunk back into his seat, “Okay .. “

The car drove deeper into town, and suddenly, out of town. There were still a bunch of trees and a road. Frank looked out the window and felt his heart drop, “Gerard, are we going to where you and Mikey-”

“Yes. Now, stop talking.” Gerard turned the car onto a flat dirt road and turned off the car. He sighed, “It’s more likely Mikey will find us here,”

Frank took in a deep breath, “So, we’re just going to wait inside this car?”

“Yeah, basically.”

Frank didn’t mind at first. He thought it would be a great bonding experience. He rested his head onto Gerard’s lap and looked up at him, “You have a cute nose,” He grinned up at Gerard who was too agitated to be lovey dovey. Gerard smiled a bit, “Thanks,”

Frank then took in his boyfriend’s scent, “You smell like cheap cologne,”

Gerard rose a brow, “I’ll take that as a compliment.”

Frank smiled but frowned when Gerard seemed distant, “I’m going to look around outside.”

“Don’t go too far,” Gerard replied, respecting Frank’s space.

Frank sat up and opened the car door. He exited it and looked back at Gerard who had his eyes shut, leaning against the back seat. Frank kicked a few rocks along the way down a hill. He shivered a bit as the wind increased, pushing against his body. Frank stumbled a bit before stopping in front of a lake. The water pushed against the current, almost reaching to the tip of his shoes.

Frank stared out into the water. He scanned the waters and could easily imagine Gerard and his brother Mikey, drowning. His heart raced as he imagined the water splashing, the two boys gasping for air until finally the waters have calmed and their lungs filled with water.

Frank frowned. He turned his back to the water and looked up to make eye contact with Gerard. They stared at one another until Gerard walked up to him, “
This hurts me, you know.” He added in, “Coming back to this place .. and to face my own graveyard.” He looked out to the waters, “Our bodies are decayed and scattered throughout the bottom of this lake,”

“Oh,” was all Frank could say.

Gerard paused, “Stay in the car, okay? When Mikey gets here .. don’t show yourself-no matter what.” Gerard leaned into Frank and kissed his forehead, “I .. I adore you, Frankie. I just want to let you know that.” He added in, “And after I kill him, we’ll be able to move on from this little bump in the road.”

Frank smiled as he wrapped his arms around Gerard, “That’ll be nice.”

The atmosphere around the two became very dense and cold. Gerard murmured, “He’s here, go to the car-”

“You brought him?” Mikey’s voice asked.

The two turned and found Mikey standing on the water. His blond hair and clothes caressed against the wind, being blown to the side. He added in, “Gerard, this is silly. One of us shouldn’t die.”

“How did you know I came here for that?”

“You wouldn’t have came out of hiding unless you wanted to fight.” Mikey replied.

Gerard shrugged, “What if I want to just hug you and ask you for forgiveness?” Mikey was about to reply but Gerard laughed, “I’m fucking with you-yes, I want to fight.” Gerard charged at Mikey, making Mikey jump upward. Gerard was surprised when he paused on the water, turning to face Mikey who said, “Our last confrontation was many years ago, Gerard. Things have changed.”

Gerard smirked, “Sure.”

Mikey smirked too before clinging onto Gerard’s arm so abruptly. Gerard’s eyes widen as Mikey twisted his arm and kneed his stomach. Gerard had begun to fall back but Mikey grabbed onto his hand and reeled his body over his head, throwing Gerard back onto land. Frank froze when Gerard’s bleeding body slammed against a tree. He can hear bones cracking.

Mikey walked toward Gerard who was crying out in agony. He asked Frank, “Do you know how to kill a demon?” He walked past Frank and leaned down to Gerard’s body. He dug his hand into Gerard’s hair and pulled, “You take the head off.” Mikey pulled out a dagger and aimed it at Gerard’s throat.

Frank screamed, “Stop!” He pulled onto Mikey’s arm and kicked at his legs, “Please, don’t do this!”

Mikey who didn’t budge replied, “Why? He’s been using you for his own amusement. Making a deal with Lucifer is bad enough but dragging a soul with him? That’s unforgivable!”

“No,” Frank cried, “He’s-he’s my everything. I don’t want to lose him,”

Mikey pushed Frank off his arm and kicked Gerard who was already on the ground. He took a few steps forward at Frank who took steps back, “You don’t understand the damage he’s done, Frank. I tried forgiving him, I really have. But he’s killed innocent people just to give more souls to Lucifer-Lucifer is weak and pure souls makes him stronger,”

“Pure souls?” Frank asked. He kept taking steps backwards until his own back hit against a tree. Mikey stepped in front of him, “Souls who weren’t supposed to die yet. Most were supposed to live up to their 80’s but Gerard and his friends ended their lives shortly.”

“T-that has nothing to do with me-I committed suicide.” Frank stammered, “It’s a h-horrible thing he did but Lucifer offered him a deal he couldn’t refuse. It’s not his fault.” Frank almost shouted, “And you lied to me! You said he took me when I was supposed to go to heaven!”

“You believed it? You committed suicide. Of course you’d go to hell.” Mikey leaned in, “But the important thing is that you’re a part of this deal and it’s forbidden. After Gerard is dead, you’re going to where you belong.”

“You’re not killing anyone.” A familiar voice said.

The two looked and found Brendon picking a flower from the ground. He stood up and smiled at Mikey, “How about I change the deal a bit so we can all move on with our lives?” The flower decayed slowly in between his fingers.

Mikey moved away from Frank and scowled, “What are you doing here?”

“Well, I smelt demon blood sinking into the ground and I couldn’t let my most valuable possession be dead.” Brendon peered at Gerard who had his palm against the trunk of the tree, urging his body to stand up. Brendon said, “You failed me, Gerard. He almost had your head.” With a swing of his wrist, he sent Gerard to fly back against the tree. Gerard groaned aloud as his back crushed against the trunk.

Brendon pouted, “Fuck and I was hoping for a longer battle but holy satan you got your ass kicked!” He laughed at Gerard.

Mikey glared at Brendon, “Get back on track. What deal?”

Brendon walked toward Frank and tapped his cane against his stomach, “This boy, stays with me.”

“He’s supposed to be in hell.”

“He will be in hell-just not in his own hell. He’ll be by my side in the main office.” Brendon looked at Gerard, “That demon, will carry on doing my deed.”

“I don’t want him to keep taking lives-”

“Then step in more.” Brendon snapped, “If you’re so high and mighty about my demons taking people’s lives, then why don’t either you or your fucking angels try to stop them?”

Mikey had no reply. He tightened his jaw and stared at Brendon.

Brendon grinned, “Gerard,” He walked over to him, “You’ve made me very upset. You’re weak, pathetic. Now that I think about it, you’re not suitable to be a demon.” Brendon stared at his bloody body, “You’re healing quite well though .. but that doesn’t say anything, does it?” He sighed and shook his head, “I think you should be suspended for a while, my dear friend.”

Gerard looked at him, “W-what do you mean?”

“Well, until I say so .. you’re mortal. So I’d be careful around your friends from now on.” Brendon snapped his fingers, making Gerard fall onto the cold ground, “No, please,” He begun but then he shivered. The cold wind pressed against his body. His arms wrapped around himself as his teeth chattered.

Frank stared at Gerard, “Gee .. “

Brendon grabbed onto Frank before throwing the dead flower in front of Gerard, “Let’s head downstairs now. Say goodbye to your master.” But before Frank could say anything to his love, the two disappeared from Gerard’s sight.

Mikey frowned at Gerard and placed his dagger away, “You should probably head back into the car before you get hypothermia.” And then Mikey disappeared.

Gerard shivered in the cold before stumbling through the area, heading toward his car. He opened the car and turned on the heater to its highest. His shaky hands hovered around the vents that let out hot air. He felt his lips quiver as tears fell. He suddenly became frustrated and hit against the steering wheel multiple times.

Outside of the car, it shook. You can see Gerard crying hysterically as he realizes he lost his demonic abilities and the one he loved.

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