„No!! He got away! Fuck, let go Mikey, I gotta run after him!“ Frank’s face was taut with anger and he was struggling at Mikey’s arms, who pushed the fussing man down on the plastic seat at the bus stop. It wasn’t easy at all, and Mikey just wished Frank would finally give in.

„No Frank, you can’t even walk with that injury, please stay here and let me call the ambulance!“ Mikey’s worried eyes darted down to the blade, which was still sticking in Frank’s leg, a crimson-coloured spot circled around the hilt.

„We ain’t got time for the fucking ambulance, I just can’t sit in a waiting room for hours, I need to see the police right now!“ Frank’s voice was trembling, about to break. He felt so helpless and was so mad at himself, that he let the man get away.
The man, who knew where Gerard was, who even knew what William was doing to him. And he, Frank, hadn’t paid attention and got himself stabbed in the leg like a fucking idiot.

„Please Mikey, let’s go to the police, my leg’s not that bad I swear, we’ll go to hospital right afterwards, okey?“


„…Frank, you’re losing so much blood already, I think it wouldn’t be responsible at all to…“

„Oh come on! I’m a grown up man, I can take a litte pain. There will be paramedics anyways, like in every police station there has to be at least one. They’ll help me, you’ll see.“ Frank gripped Mikey’s jacket with both hands and Mikey looked into Frank’s eyes. They were burning with pain and fear, speaking silent pleas, urging to hurry.

„Fuck…Fine, wait here and I’ll get the car.“ Mikey answered sorrowful and turned away.

„Go Mikey! Run!“ Frank called after Mikey, but it wouldn’t have been necessary. Mikey sprinted like an athlete, his long legs took him away quickly and soon Frank heard nothing but the dying echo of soles on harsh asphalt.

Hastily Frank looked around, suddenly aware that he was alone now.
He was thinking of the man in the black hoodie, would he come back and try to hurt Frank again? Or was the blade in his leg nothing more but a cornered animal’s desperate attempt to fight it’s way out?

Frank guessed the latter.

Probably the man had run to his accomplice, telling him the news. Frank only hoped that Gerard wouldn’t pick up anything from this conversation, because he would worry like crazy what happened to his boyfriend.

Hopefully Gerard wasn’t in trouble now, who knew what those two maniacs would do if they found the situation getting too dangerous. Would they get rid of Gerard? Or were they to opposed to do something so grave, so unforgivable cruel.
Frank just prayed they were.

Time passed, and every second Frank grew more desperate as his eyes searched the empty streets for an upcoming car, but were disappointed with the pressuring emptiness of this lifeless place.

To kill time, he tried to collect and repeat every single thing the man had said. So he could tell the officers what happened and not babble about without making sense.

But basically, the man in the black hoodie had only given two clues, first, that Gerard was definitely with them, and second, something about a website. Frank strained his brain to recall the name of the website. Something containing the word ‚daddy‘…

But Frank’s thoughts were interrupted by a car, which stopped with squeaking tires exactly in front of the bus stop. Mikey was back again- he jumped out of the driver’s seat and hurried to help Frank inside. Frank had to bite down hard as he moved his leg slightly, while Mikey tried to steady him, to get him the short distance over to the car.

Frank could hear the exhausted gasping for breath at his ear, as Mikey finally managed to get him inside without further hurting his leg. He must have run really quickly, sweat was dripping from Mikey’s forehead and his glasses were tarnished.

„Buckle up, I’ll drive fast“ Mikey panted and with his from exhaustion shaking hands he buckled his own seatbelt and gripped the cold leather wheel, turning and accelerating fully so quickly, Frank’s head almost hit the dashboard.






They hadn’t guessed to raise that much confusion as they entered the police station. Officers, who had been busied with typing their reports, looked up and started to chat with their colleagues, heads turned as Mikey upheld the limping Frank, screams and slurred words were heard from the detention cell, attuning to the general unease that had entered the office suddenly.

„Please, we need help, my friend has been attacked!“ Mikey called out to the first person in sight.

The woman grabbed a telephone and three minutes later, two paramedics burst into the room, and helped Frank to a nearby chair to sit down and rest his leg. They had to cut his pants from the area the blade was, and injected an anaesthetic to numb bis leg.

Nevertheless Frank’s face seemed to drain all colour and he gripped hard onto Mikey’s hand, as one of the paramedics pulled out the blade slowly. They cleaned and stitched up the wound, wrapping a thick gauze bandage around Frank’s leg and told him to go to hospital nevertheless, get a receipt for strong painkillers.

„Please“ Frank piped up, his voice a little shaky, „the blade, I’m sure there are fingerprints on it from this guy..“ Frank swallowed and pointed at the sharp object, which was still covered in blood laying in a sterile blue plastic bowl on the desk next to him.

„Don’t worry Mr. Iero, we know how this works, it’s our job.“ The woman told him with a small, caring smile on her lips and Frank recognised her-

„You’re officer Maleene! We’ve been here before because of my missing boyfriend!“

„Yes, that’s me. Actually I would’ve called you tomorrow, to ask if your friend has returned already, or if we need to send out the search party.“

„Boyfriend.“ Frank stated bluntly.

„Excuse me?“ Officer Maleene asked with a confused look on her face.

„He’s not my friend, he’s my boyfriend, Gerard Way.“ Frank pressed through his teeth, as a wave of pain shook his leg.

„Oh, of course, I’m sorry, are you alright?“ The officer asked and looked worriedly at the tensed up man.

„Yeah, I’m good, could we please,like, start now, time’s getting short I guess…“ Frank looked up and officer Maleene just nodded and gestured to Mikey, who had been standing behind Frank with a grave expression, his hands on the other man’s shoulders, to sit down as well.

„I’ll just get my partner and then we’ll start immediately!“ She informed them and walked off.

A few minutes later, officer Maleene and the officer with the good-natured look in his eyes, Officer Fuller, sat down on the opposite side of the desk. They’d brought a cup of coffee for everyone at the table and Mikey closed his cold hands around the warm cup gladly.
After giving the officers a personal description of the man that had stabbed Frank and told them everything Mikey and Frank had heard, silence evoked.

Officer Fuller leant back in his creaking chair, a ball point pen pressed to his puckered lips, lost in thought, while officer Maleene was reading their statement once again with slightly furrowed brows.

„I..I think it’s a porn site.“ Frank swallowed and covered his eyes with his hand, rubbing his temples slowly.

Everyone looked at him. Frank dropped his hand again and stared at his cup of coffee intently.

„‚Twink‘ it’s a term for a young gay male, with little to no masculine features except for his sex…“ Frank cleared his throat, „and the second term was ‚daddy‘, well, It’s not so hard to guess, an older guy, more manly than the other, probably the active part.“

„You mean…you think Gerard is a twink on this website?“ Mikey’s eyes were huge behind his glasses.

„This guy said, that we could see him if we wanted to, and that they’re not selfish, but sharing him. It’s a porn site I tell you, and I bet that’s why William had kidnapped him.“ Frank’s head dropped in despair and he crossed his arms defensively in front of his chest.

While Frank had spoken Officer Fuller had settled back at the desk again, typing furiously on his keyboard.

„So…There’s a website, called twinkdaddy.com. And it’s definitely porn.“ Officer Fuller shot Frank a short, abashed look, then busied himself again with the website.

„It’s not for free, though.“ You need a password and you have to pay for every video you want to watch, it says here. There’s also live streaming, which will be later saved as a normal video.“

„Is he…can you see Gerard somewhere?“ Frank was so nervous and scared, he didn’t know what would happen if the officer said yes to his question.

„Jeez, there’s over a million videos. I think it’ll take a bit until we find him.“

„Listen Mr. Iero, Mr. Way, we, my partner and I are going to search for Mr. Way’s video. If we find it, we’ll pass this website with said video to our IT specialists, who can track the IP address of the computer it had been uploaded from. I can not promise that it works in every case, because websites like these are often secured very well and we’ll need time for that.

But in case we got their IP address, we know where they are and we’ll arrest them as soon as possible. With these porn videos, the fingerprints from the weapon and the surveillance videos, we’ll have enough evidence to send those two to jail for a long time.“

Frank had stared at officer Maleene the whole time and now snapped out of his trance.
„We can help, I mean, we’ll set up an account and look for Gerard as well, maybe we’ll find him sooner.“ Frank’s flat voice uttered quietly.

„Mr. Iero, I know you want to find your boyfriend, but I wouldn’t recommend looking for him on this website. What you’ll possibly find won’t make the whole situation any easier for you. We’ll take good care of this case, we promise, don’t get yourself worked up over something you can’t change at the moment and just makes you suffer looking at.“ Officer Fuller ended and gave Frank a stern look.

„Alright.“ Frank said tonelessly and struggled to get up.

„Thanks Mikes“ Frank mumbled as Mikey had grabbed his arm and pulled him into a standing position, securing his own arm around Frank’s waist as he put the other man’s left arm over his shoulder.

„Get some sleep gentleman, we’ll call as soon as we know something.“ Officer Maleene assured and stood as well.

„Thank you, have a good night“ Mikey answered for Frank and turned around to leave the office.

„Okey, now let’s get you into hospital“ Mikey said softly as he started the car.

„NO. We’re going home right now.“ Frank’s angry eyes found Mikey’s and the other man flinched slightly.

„B-but, you promised me you would go.“ Mikey looked at him unbelievingly.

„And what should I do there? They’ve already doctored me up and I don’t need any more useless waiting and sitting around. Drive me home. NOW.“ Frank’s last word was nothing more but a low growl.

„Suit yourself…“ Mikey mumbled and drove off.

The first thing Frank did as he hobbled over the doorstep was grabbing his laptop. He sat down on the sofa and seemed to have forgotten everything around him. After a few minutes he called out for Mikey-

„Bring me my wallet, Mikey, I’ve put it on the small desk in the hall and I need my credit card!“ Frank ordered, his eyes fixed on the bright screen, but Mikey didn’t move.

„You’ve heard what officer Fuller has told you. You should better not get yourself worked up over those videos. Let’s leave that stuff to the cops and eat something or change your clothes at least.“ Mikey had buried his hands deeply inside his pockets, standing a bit further from the couch, avoiding Frank’s glance.

„Don’t be an asshole and get me my wallet!“ Frank repeated, now a bit angrier than before.

„Frank…“ Mikey started but was interrupted quickly.

„FRANK WHAT?! I’ve been fucking stabbed today and you won’t even do me a small favour! Or are you so disgusted by the thought of seeing your brother on there that you’d rather pretend nothing’s happened?!“

„Yeah, fine! I don’t want to see my brother getting fucked by some guy, or god knows how many guys, I just don’t want to see it, and you shouldn’t too! Or are you looking forward to watch just that?“ Mikey shot back anger and pain written over his face.

„You are a damn coward, and what do you want to point out with that? Do you think it’ll get me hard, seeing my boyfriend getting raped by someone? I hope you didn’t mean that because otherwise I’ll throw you out this second!“ Frank’s eyes shot daggers at Mikey, and in his rage the laptop had almost slipped to the floor.

„I’m only staying because you have told me to! And because I care for you.“ Mikey snapped and tears were welling up his eyes, his neck had gotten red splotches from all the stress this argument caused him.

„Yeah that’s true, and I hope you remember what’s on the line for you. I’d say you shut your face now and bring me the wallet. Order something to eat if you want, but leave me the fuck alone if you’re too much a coward for the truth.“ Frank’s grim face was full of contempt and he held his hand out waiting for the wallet.

Mikey fetched the item and dropped it with narrowed eyes in Frank’s hand without touching him.

„Fucking finally.“ Frank hissed at Mikey and fumbled for his credit card.

„You’ll gonna regret it Frank, please don’t.“ Mikey pleaded, he was scared of what Frank would dig up from this website, he knew that the emotionally unstable man didn’t need more unsettling things to see.

„Hold it, Mikes.“ Frank answered simply and started typing his card number into the website.

„I’ll have to buy cigarettes, laters.“ Mikey announced with teary eyes, grabbed his jackets and keys and turned around. He had almost reached the door as he heard Frank’s voice cut through the silence-

„You’ll come back, Mikey. Understood.“ Frank threatened, not looking up from the screen.

„Yeah, yeah, whatever.“ Mikey snarled and slammed the door behind him.

The cold air hit Mikey’s face as he walked over to his car and he wiped his eyes with the back of his hand.
He could feel his heart racing. Frank’s words had hurt him, and also the way he’d spoken with him. He wasn’t a coward, but was it so wrong to not wanting to watch his brother getting raped online?
He guessed not. Frank had his own mindset about this situation but he wouldn’t share it.

Mikey opened the car door and plopped down on the driver’s seat. He pulled his almost untouched pack of cigarettes out of his jacket and stuck one into his mouth. Frank had known that this was just a lame excuse to get away from him, after all Mikey had offered him a cigarette earlier at the bus stop, so Frank knew exactly that his pack couldn’t be empty, but Mikey would’ve said just anything to get out of the house.

Sometimes Frank’s presence was like poison when he was raging, and he didn’t seem to notice how bad he made other people feel with his scornful looks and painful words.

Mikey thought back to when he surprisingly visited his brother and Frank, the sad and disturbed expression that had ghosted over Gerard’s face until the two had ‚thrown him out‘. There must have been more to this night than Gerard had wanted to tell, Mikey guessed.

Living life in his brother’s shoes showed him more and more what it was like to be together with such a dominant and fast-tempered human as Frank. Surely he had many positive characteristics, he was caring, talkative and sweet, looked amazingly good and was so hot in bed, but if he was angry you wouldn’t want him to be your enemy…


Knowing his brother’s softness and good will, he must have taken a lot of Frank’s shit until he had decided to start an affair. Gerard was a naturally faithful person and it doesn’t sound like him at all to cheat.

Suddenly Mikey realised, that it looked probably very stupid, to be just sitting in his car when he told Frank that he wanted to buy cigarettes, after all Frank would hear his car leaving and maybe already wondered why Mikey wasn’t driving, so he started the engine quickly.

Mikey allowed himself plenty of time until he drove back into Frank’s driveway and stepped out of the car, two bags in hand. He hadn’t only bought cigarettes but been to McDonald’s as well, and even if Frank had told him he didn’t want to eat he had picked up two burgers and fries for him too.
Hopefully this peace offering would smooth the waves down between them, Mikey thought.

As the lanky male entered the living room, he was greeted by loud and desperate sobbing, which came from the couch.

Immediately Mikey knew what must have happened. He put the bags on the table next to the still opened laptop and reached for the curled up ball, that was Frank. Only his injured leg was still on the floor.

„Frank?“ Mikey asked carefully and caressed his arm lightly.

„Oh g-god, M-Mikey“ Frank pressed through shaky breaths as those loud sobs kept wrecking him. „I f-found h-him.“ Frank gulped and tears were streaming down his cheeks, now visible for Mikey as he had turned Frank around.

„Oh Frank…I, I don’t know what to say. I mean, I’ve told you.“ Mikey’s eyes darted quickly to the lit screen and he froze. The picture was paused, and you could see Gerard, leant over a black leather couch, his hair being painfully tugged upwards, his face distorted by pain and fear, while a guy behind him, with blonde hair and a muscular body, seemed to fuck him.

„Oh god…“ Mikey breathed and closed his eyes. „Did, did you call the police, Frank?“

„Y-yes. So they k-know now. M-Mikey, they’re hu-hurting him s-so much, I c-can’t…“ Frank grabbed Mikey’s sweatshirt and buried his face in the other man’s chest. Mikey put his arms around Frank to calm him down, pressing a soothing kiss on his head. He could feel the warm and moist tears soaking his shirt, but he didn’t care.
Soon enough his own tears started to fall.

Poor Frank, poor Gerard.

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