Hide Your Bodies

5. Mikey

"Mikey is gone? What do you mean, Mikey is gone?" I say giving him a look "Frank?" I call when he doesn't respond "It...R-Ryan called me and... He said that, we only have 24 hours to find Mikey... Or else h-he's going to, ehm, kill him," Frank stutters and my eyes widen "He's bluffing, right?" I question and Frank avoids eye contact "I-I don't think so, I mean... He is a hunter and he did kill my friends... Mikey is one of us, I don't think he's bluffing," he explains still stuttering a little.
"We're not going to find him" I say and I'm completely in panic mode. "Hey, hey, don't say that, of course we'll find him," Frank says before motioning me to come closer. I sit down and he wraps his arms around me "we'll find him, I promise," he says letting go of me.
Both of us decide to go upstairs and when we reach the living room, I sit down on the couch. "Could you maybe call Johnnie or whatever and ask him if he saw Mikey or something,.. I have to take a leak," I nor my head and Frank rushes to the bathroom.

"Okay, thanks Johnnie... I'll talk to you later... Okay... Bye," I say before hanging up the phone, Frank sits on the couch "What did he say," he questions.
"Well," I say before sitting down "Mikey went to see him earlier, to ask him about Ryan's address, but he hasn't seen him since.
"Ryan's address is a good start, isn't it?" Frank says "Well Yea-" I start but when I look at him and notice that his eyes are a little d red "Frankie, are you okay?" I question "Yea, I'm fine, just tired that's all," her says and I can tell that the smile is fake

"Why are you doing this?" Frank questions and Ryan shoots him ab questioning look "You mean wanting to kill you? I'm a hunter darling," he respond "No, I mean, why do you want to kill me now? You had three years to do it," Frank says back "It's because in was in love with you," Ryan informs "Alright, so raping means being in love to you?" Frank retorts "Wait, you raped him?" Mike blurts out "More, shut up and go to the car, now" than hisses and Mike walks out without saying another word. "That's a great way to treat your brother, Ryan. I didn't know you were so nice," Frank says, sarcasm clear in his voice and Ryan slaps him across the cheek.
"Don't be so sarcastic Frankie, you know I don't like that," Ryan says before waking away from him and making his way towards some boxes behind me.

Ryan comes back a few minutes later with some sort of IV drip bag in his hand "What are you doing to him?" I question, but Ryan ignores me and makes his way towards the younger boy "Do you remember that?" He questions showing the drip bag to Frank.
"I do, but why do I need that?" Frank questions shooting the older boy a look "I don't want you doing anything stupid while I'm at home," Ryan says while attaching the drip bag onto a drip bag stand.
"Please don't," Frank whimpers before Ryan sticks a needle into his arm, a groan escaping Frankie's lips.
"Get the needle out of him," Mikey half-yells. Ryan shoots him a look before turning back to Frank "I'll be back tomorrow, good night," Ryan informs before pecking Frank's lips and waking out of the room.

"What's in there?" Mikey questions motioning to the drip bag with his head. "I don't really know, but what I do know is that it makes me sleep," Frank says before looking at the dripping liquid entering his veins "I'm pretty sure that I'll either die or sleep for a week if all of it gets to my blood," he adds before looking at us with slightly droopy eyes.

"We need to get out of here," I say looking for something to get out of the chair I'm tied to. "Mikey help us out here please," I add giving my brother a look.
He looks around probably using his x-ray vision or something like that and after what seems like forever, he chimes "There's a knife in that red box over there," he says motioning to something behind me.
"I don't know if I can pass it to one of you, before I pass out," Frank says before using his telekinesis to open the box and manouver the knife towards me, considering I'm closer to the box.
With every second Frank gets sleepier and sleepier until he passes out and the knife drops onto my lap - thank God.
"Okay, let's get out of here," I say trying to manouver the knife onto my hand and after what seems like an eternety, I finally succeed, managing to hold the knife with the tip of my fingers before it falls off.

Once I get out of the rope, I help Mikey first, before going over to Frank and freeing his hand from the rope and getting the needle out of his arm "Mikes, give me a hand," I call and my brother rushes over. He grabs Frank from one side and I take his other side.
It's not much of a struggle considering Frank's not that heavy, but we have one little problem we forgot to think of. "How are we going to open the door? It's locked from the outside," Mikey says and I search my brain for an idea.
"Hold him," I say letting go of Frank so Mikey can hold him properly.
With all my force I spam my side against the door and it budges, so I do more and more until I hear a crack "Let me help," Mikey says propping Frank against the wall before both of us hit it and after three or four blows, the door finally opens and we sigh in relief.
I look around to see if my car is still there, while Mikey takes Frank of the ground.
"He didn't take it," I say in relief before grabbing Frank's other side and dragging him towards my car as fast as possible.

"Gee, you need to hurry, Frank's not breathing properly," Mikey says and I look trough the rearview mirror to see Frank laying on my brother's lap and Mikey looking at him with worried eyes.
I drive as fast as I can without breaking the law.
It's dark and I have no idea how long it's going to take to find a hospital.

After what seemed like forever, I finally see a building with 'hospital' written in big letters.
I rush to find a parking lot and help Mikey take Frank into the hospital "We need help," I say to the woman at the reception and she quickly grabs the phone on her desk to call a doctor.
Five minutes later a guy in a white suit appears with some nurses around him and a bed to put Frank on.
They take him to the ER and we have to wait until they're done.
Mikey and I sit in the waiting room hoping that he'll be okay.