Another Knife in my Hand

"Mikey?...wake up Mikey."

Ray spoke nervously from a couple of feet away...he knew it was dangerous to wake a sleeping serial killer, especially one who'd been knocked out.

"Wha...huh, Rick..."

"No Mikey, its Ray...Patrick said he'd call when it's done."

"Wait..."

Mikey tried to sit up and then fell back. He was so dizzy and out of it.

"Easy Mikey, Patrick said you'd be dizzy for a while. Can I get you something?...a drink?"

Mikey's mouth tasted like cotton.

"Chloroform. He fucking knocked me out.

"He said it was for your own good, and that he'd make sure that, and I quote, 'that motherfucking asshole cock sucker dies bloody and painful'. He said he'd take his time and make it hurt."

*groan* "I'm gonna kill him...when I can see straight."

Ray chuckled, shaking his head.

"You may want to kill him, but I could kiss him for bringing you back here and keeping you safe. I'm pretty sure Gee would too."

"Ugh, I guess. So have you contacted Christa? She must have been freaking out."

Ray swallowed, looking away as tears threatened to fall.

"She...she was with me when they grabbed me."

"We didn't see her, oh man, did we miss her in another room?"

Ray shook his head.

"They didn't take her."

His voice cracked slightly.

"Wait...Ray...what happened to Christa?"

Ray's shoulders shook as he turned his back to Mikey and sobbed.

"They...they..."

Mikey realised it then and he was suddenly glad that not only were the kidnappers both dead, but that he had practically destroyed the last one.

"Oh Ray...this is all my fault."

Ray turned back with tears streaming down his face, he shook his head.

"No Mikey. They told me a bit about who they were working for and I realised who it was, that this was because of that fucker that tried to hurt Gee..."

He sniffed, wiping his eyes on his sleeve.

"This is all down to that piece of shit, none of this is down to you."

"If you never even knew me though..."

Ray stepped over to his friend and sat down next to him on the sofa.

"I would never wish for that Mikey."

"Why? You would still have your wife."

Mikey felt horrible. Before he met Patrick, no one understood him other than Ray. Ray shook his head slightly.

"No, I wouldn't Mikey..."

He flopped against the back of the sofa, sighing heavily.

"We were getting a divorce...it wasn't that we didn't love each other because we did, very much..."

He turned his face toward Mikey.

"I've loved Christa since the moment I first saw her, that's never changed...but we both knew that it wouldn't be forever."

"I don't understand. You guys are...were perfect together unless...Ray, do you like someone else?"

Ray looked down, fidgeting a bit and chewing on his lip.

"Um yeah..."

He mumbled, cheeks glowing slightly.

"...kinda."

"Oh. Did Christa know?"

Ray nodded.

"Yeah, she actually realised before I did."

"Wow...I never knew. All this time."

Mikey was feeling a little better now.

"You want some coffee?"

"Sure..."

Ray gave a slight shrug, looking up at Mikey.

"You...don't want to know who?"

"Oh...I mean I didn't want..."

Fuck, Mikey sounded like a moron right now. This was not his usual bravado that he had with Patrick or his confident attitude that he kept up with Frank...but then again, this is Ray, his best friend, the one that has actually seen him at his worst. Seen him cry, laugh, scream. He's seen every side of Mikey so Mikey doesn't feel a reason to be anything other than himself. Huh, check that psychological bullshit out. Mikey was so lost in his thoughts he didn't even finish answering Ray. He also didn't hear Ray come into the kitchen, which is why he jumped. Fuck, what was wrong with him?

"Mikey?...are you okay?...perhaps you should sit down."

"No I'm good...I mean fuck chloroform right?"

Ray chuckled.

"Huh yeah, says you...took me hours to get over it when those dicks used it on me."

Mikey turned around.

"I'm sorry man, that was not cool of me to say that."

Not cool? Christ, way to sound like a high school kid. He really needed to stop talking now. Ray shrugged with a half smile.

"Nah, your okay. Hey, you didn't answer me before."

"Oh right, you did say yes to the coffee, sorry, my mind is a bit fucked right now."

Ray rolled his eyes, laughing slightly.

"Yeah it is. Sit down; I'll get the coffee..."

He pushed Mikey to sit at the table, then went to start the coffee maker.

"That's not what I was talking about though, I asked you if you want to know who I like."

He turned to look at Mikey, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh...no, were you gonna tell me her name?"

Ray looked down, biting his lip as his cheeks flushed again.

"His."

He mumbled.

"Huh?"

Ray swallowed then looked up.

"His...the person I like is a guy."

"Oh...oh! Well that's cool too...I mean who am I to judge right?"

Ray sighed, turning back to the coffee machine with his shoulders sagging a little.

"Yeah...right."

"Wait...you think I do? You think I would judge you? Ray, you're my best friend. You've known about my...hobby since we were kids and you never judged me on it so why would you think I would judge you?"

Mikey was hurt that Ray would even think that. Ray turned back with two cups in his hands.

"That's not what I said Mikes. I know you'd never judge me for this or anything..."

He sat down at the table, sliding Mikey's drink across to him.

"I just...the guy I'm into, I think you'd be mad."

"Why would I be mad...unless he isn't good enough for you. You know that I will grill that son of a bitch to make sure he treats you right...otherwise..."

Ray burst out laughing, slapping his thick thigh with the palm of his hand.

"What? Stop laughing and tell me what?"

Ray tried to calm down, his loud laughter breaking down to giggles. After a minute he took a breath and looked at Mikey as he wiped tears from his eyes.

"It's not him you'd be mad at..."

He giggled again.

"It would be funny if it was. No, I think you wouldn't like me liking him."

"I am super confused now."

Ray sighed then smiled sadly.

"Please don't hate me but..."

He looked down into his coffee.

"...it's you."

Mikey was in the middle of taking a sip of his coffee when he heard this. His eyes went wide and he inhaled much more of the hot beverage than he intended to. Ray looked up sharply as he heard Mikey cough and splutter.

"Mikey!...you okay?"

He moved to his side and patted at his back.

*cough cough*

Ray chewed on his lip and took his hand back.

"I'm sorry Mikey, I shouldn't have said anything...I'm gonna head home."

He turned to walk out of the kitchen.

"No wait!"

Mikey had water in his eyes and his throat was on fire, but he lunged for Ray blindly falling out of the chair onto his knees. Ray gasped as he turned back.

"Mikey!"

He dropped to a crouch next to the younger man.

"Mikey what are you doing?...you're gonna hurt yourself."

"D...on't g-go."

"Mikey I...you're with Patrick, I shouldn't have told you..."

Ray sighed, sitting down on the floor.

"Can you forget I said it?"

"I'm not...we aren't..."

"But...you went to see him. He came back here with you...I thought..."

Ray shook his head to clear it.

"You never told me you broke up."

"Oh *cough cough* I thought Gee told you. Yeah, like a year now."

"A year?...but like you're still...you know."

"Well we aren't *cough* with anyone now so benefits...yeah."

Ray nodded thoughtfully then stood up and walked over to the fridge. He grabbed a bottle of water and walked back to Mikey, sitting himself down on the ground next to him again and twisted it open holding it out.

"Here, you sound like you need this."

"Thanks."

Mikey took a small sip. He coughed again, but his throat felt better now. Ray smiled slightly then sighed.

"If you're ok, I should probably go...I've caused you enough problems for one day..."

He said...but then didn't make a move to get up.

"You don't hate me, do you?"

"Why would I hate you?"

Ray frowned slightly, looking down.

"Because I told you that I...that you're..."

He sighed deeply, body sagging defeated.

"I told you that I like you..."

He looked up slowly.

"Truth is...I've liked you for a long time, I just...I couldn't tell you."

"How long?"

"Since...high school."

"That was before I killed..."

"Yeah."

"All that time...but you never said anything."

Ray shook his head.

"How could I?...you're one of my best friends and I didn't want to scare you off. When we were in school, you didn't really seem interested in anyone, male or female, and I guess I thought you were probably straight anyway, so when Christa asked me to prom that time..."

He shrugged his shoulders.

"I thought why not..."

He sighed, looking down again.

"I didn't know you liked guys till you got with Patrick, and of course by then I was married to Christa already...I knew I'd missed any shot I might've had."

"So you...I mean your feelings...all this time...and you never..."

"I figured having you in my life as a best friend was better than telling you and losing you completely."

"Ray..."

Mikey reached up and touched the man's cheek.

"You are the biggest fucking fool going."

Ray looked up, tilting his head.

"What?"

Mikey didn't say anything else. He just kissed him.

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"Welcome home Gee!"

Mikey grabbed his brother and twirled him around.

"I missed you so much!"

Frank walked in the door behind Gerard, with his bag over one shoulder, and Gerard's in his other hand. He laughed slightly as he dumped the bags on the floor and closed the front door.

"Easy Mikey, you'll break him."

"Nah, he's too squishy and ticklish!"

Gerard immediately goy dropped on the couch and tickled merciless by Mikey. Frank watched with amusement, but also a little concern...what would Mikey do if Gerard winced because of the bruises he'd gained while he was away? Frank wasn't sure he could outrun Mikey.

"Mikey! Mikey! Please, oh God, I can't breathe!"

Gerard was laughing, but also trying to keep the pain in. He was still hurt from his and Frank's fun; although Frank felt so bad he treated him like gold the rest of the stay and even shelled out too much money for a full spa treatment.

"Not till you say the magic words Gee!"

Mikey was tickling Gerard's stomach when the shirt lifted and he saw it. Immediately Gerard went to cover it, but Mikey was faster and grabbed his hands.

"Mikey...it's nothing."

"Nothing huh?"

Mikey was off the sofa and had Frank pinned against the wall with his new knife against his neck in a heartbeat.

"What did you do to my brother?"

Frank choked out a heavy gasp, his eyes going wide. What could he say?...he didn't think that telling Mikey about what happened in the pool would win him any points with his brother-in-law. He flicked his eyes toward Gerard then back.

"It was an accident."

"Accident huh? Well shall we take a walk and talk about this...accident?"

"Mikey, please no! It really was! I mean you know rough sex and all and my neck healed and..."

Mikey spun around as Gerard covered his mouth cursing himself.

"Neck? What neck?"

He turned back to Frank pressing the knife further causing the cut to deepen.

"Frankie..."

Frank squeezed his eyes shut. This was it...this was the moment he was going to die and he'd never even seen the Grand Canyon.

"Mikey stop!..."

Ray spoke sharply, stepping up to Mikey's right side and placing his hand on the furious boy's tensed arm. He lowered his voice.

"You don't want to do this babe."

Mikey looked at Ray and then back at Frank. He pulled the knife away.

"We will be having a talk later...but just a talk."

Gerard stood there in awe. Babe? Since when did Mikey stop for anyone, but him? Frank nodded slightly, still wide eyed as he slid down the wall to sit on the floor. Ray took Mikey's arm and pulled slightly.

"Let's go for a walk round the block, yeah?"

Mikey grumbled but after sneering at Frank he left with Ray.

"What the fuck was that?!"

Frank looked slowly from the door to his husband...he was pretty sure he was paler than Gerard right now.

"Your brother just threatened to kill me...again."

"No no no, I know that I mean...how did Ray stop him?"

Frank raised an eyebrow at Gerard then rolled his eyes and sighed.

"Beats me. Maybe they're a thing."

He brought his hand up to his throat and winced as his fingers touched the small cut. He looked at his fingers and wasn't surprised to see a little blood on his trembling digits.

"Oh Frankie, come on, bathroom."

Gerard walked down the hall and pulled the first aid kit out from under the sink. Frank struggled up onto shaky legs and followed, he sat on the closed toilet seat when he reached the bathroom and looked up at Gerard.

"You know I never meant to hurt you, right?"

"Of course I do. We discussed this already, but you know Mikey...fuck, what happened while we were gone?!"

"Damned if I know..."

Frank said, raising his chin so Gerard could tend to the cut.

"I mean I know things were a little weird last time Ray and Christa came over, like they were keeping a secret or something. Maybe they split...maybe Ray's realised he belongs at the other end of the scale..."

He chuckled slightly.

"You know...gay men have bigger penises than straight men, although straight men tend to be bigger dicks...I'm thinking Ray figured out he's a gay man after all."

"You and that damn book man. Well maybe there is someone that can actually tame my brother."

"Now why would you want that Gee?"

Gerard screamed and shoved the cotton swab into Frank's throat. Frank gagged pulling back and coughing again.

"Mikey!"

Mikey laughed and then a voice behind him cleared his throat.

"Look, sorry for over reacting Frankie. I just had a ...well I'm just glad that you are both home safe."

Frank frowned slightly rubbing the area where he was “stabbed”.

"Why wouldn't we be?...we weren't going sky diving or rock climbing or some shit...it was a romantic get away, not Mission Impossible."

Mikey looked back at Ray with a smirk.

"You never know Frankie...you never know."

Notes

Hi there chipmunks, how's you?

So here is the final, final chapter in our SerialKiller!Mikey series...we hope you enjoyed the ride, I know we did.

New fics in the making right now, so stay tuned...a demon fic that we're writing with our good friend @thePetetoherPatrick , and a ConstructionWorkers/LingerieModels fic that we will be starting really soon.

Until then, PLEASE COMMENT, and peace out babies!
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