I knocked onto Gerard’s window lightly. There was no response until I knocked a little more roughly. The curtains inside drew back, revealing a sleepy Gerard. He looked at me before opening up his window, “What are you doing here?” I climbed inside his room. He stared at me, not saying a word. I sighed, “You should pack.”

Gerard rolled his eyes, “No one is leaving.”

“We can’t get away with murder-I’m not as confident as you think I am.”

Gerard shrugged, “I’m not leaving.”

His posture was somewhat confident. There was a bit of slouching but his eye contact and his sturdy legs made him seem convincing. I took a step forward and he still kept his ground. I brushed my hand against his arm, “It looks like I don’t scare you anymore ..” I can see goosebumps trailing up his arm. I sighed, “But you still get nervous.” I cupped his cheeks, “I want you to leave with me because I know I can keep you safe. I’ll take care of you .. if you call me obsessed, wouldn’t that be a good thing? I’ll do anything for you-anything to keep you out of harm's way.”

Gerard relaxed, “Don’t try to make obsession seem like a good thing. It’s not healthy.”

A smile formed my lips, “If it makes me happy, I don’t see a problem.”

Gerard tucked in his lips, “Yeah, you see it that way,”

I grinned, “Well, you know what else I see in my own way? Us running away together,” He let out an annoyed sigh as I tangled my finger in his messy hair, “And I’ll do anything to see my own vision happen.” Abruptly, I turned him around so his back was against my chest and put him into a choke hold. My hand dug into my pocket, pulling out a white rag with chloroform staining the fabric. Gerard was at a loss for words as my hand smacked over his nose and mouth. It took about five minutes of struggling until his body relaxed and his eyes shut.

Gently, I placed the rag back into my pocket and carried Gerard out the window. He was a bit heavy, but I managed to shove him into the passenger seat and buckle up his seat belt. I packed his things for him. Clothes, shoes, his IPod, and a couple of comic books of his. I shoved his duffle bag in the back seat with mine before sitting in the driver’s seat. I glanced over at Gerard and muttered, “This could’ve gone a lot easier.”

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((3RD PERSON POV))

Mikey shifted in his sleep. His body ached a bit, making him jolt awake. He wasn’t sure why he was awake at 11 at night but something was bothering him. It could be knowing that he’s a part of a crime committed by his brother. Mikey grasped onto his pillow and huddled it close against his chest. His mind was wandering until he realized he hadn’t had a brother-to-brother moment with Gerard since the incident. Mikey slowly got off his bed, holding onto his pillow as he quietly walked out of his room.

He walked down the small hall before knocking softly against Gerard’s door. He whispered, “Gee?” He listened in to see if he can hear Gerard reply. There was none. Mikey hesitated, not wanting to disturb Gerard’s privacy, but opened the door. He walked in and dropped his pillow. Gerard was nowhere to be found. Mikey walked in and pulled the sheets off the bed, “Gerard?” His voice squeaked, “Gee?” He paced around the room before coming to a theory-Gerard could have been just going for a late night walk.

Mikey felt his body relax. Yeah, that had to be it.

Gerard will come back.

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His body is so calm. Gerard’s body was sleeping soundly on the couch. You’re probably wondering where I’m at. Well, my grandparents have a cabin just outside of town. My family had abandoned it even if electricity was still running through the wires .. I remember this place so well. My grandparents took me here all the time and it’s always one of my best memories .. but as years past, death gripped them by the throat. I never noticed how careless my parents were until my grandparents passed away. My grandfather died in his sleep while my grandmother died from a heart attack.

I gave a little sigh, staring at Gerard’s body. My hand traced along his thigh, up his stomach and to his neck. I pulled my hand away before leaning in and kissing his neck. A moan escaped past his lips, making me retreat. Gerard’s heavy eyelids fluttered open. He groaned before sitting up, rubbing his temples. I smiled lightly at him, “Hey, how do you feel?”

Gerard groaned, “Like shit ..” His eyes widen suddenly and he frailed his body off the couch, “You!" He backed away, “You fucking drugged me!” I got up onto my feet and blocked the door before he could make his way to it, “Technically, yes,” I said, “but you were being so fucking stubborn, my love. Stop being so persistent.”

Gerard growled, “It’s a perfect reaction! You’re not letting me go! I don’t want to be here!”

My blood is boiling. I’ve had enough. He’s not fucking getting it. I’m protecting him, keeping him safe-and he’s fucking acting like a brat. I yelled, “Shut up!” I threw myself to him and grabbed onto his arms roughly, “You’re mine, you hear me? Mine!” The fear in his eyes said it all-his commitment to me was so strong since I grabbed him roughly. Gerard’s body was tight every time I was near him, especially when I laid in bed with him.

Every morning when I wake up, I expect him to be gone. But he was always there. Gerard rarely spoke but when he did, it was very short. He would murmur words like, “Ok” or “Whatever”. There was a small amount trust between us. I couldn’t trust him to be by himself and he couldn’t trust me to be around him. It’s been two days since Gerard had been influenced to run away with me, and I can already imagine Mikey begging his parents to help him find his brother.

I refuse to turn on the tv. I knew Gerard wanted it on too, to see if his face would be flooding the news just as Nixon’s was. Gerard has been crying a lot too. He would shout at me, telling me he wanted to go home. I would often roll my eyes and try to console him with no success. He was always pushing me away .. he sends mixed signals. During the day he would hate me and show no mercy while expressing it but during night, he cried on my chest. He was confused, scared .. so I suppose I can understand.

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