Diseased [Frerard] [Petekey]

Chapter 6

Pete-

After Mikey left, I quickly got on my laptop and checked the cameras. The new guy, Frank Iero, was the culprit. He listened for a bit, but around the part when Mikey told me someone knocked, he walked away swiftly.

I took a deep breath. I was going to wait until he left and try to talk to him. I felt like an idiot.

I watched the cameras, waiting for Frank Iero to come in and get his stuff. He went outside with Mikey, but he never took anything with him. When he came back, I called him to my office.

When I watched him jump as I said his name, I kind of laughed. It was an asshole thing to do, and I assure you I'm not one, but I couldn't help it. Maybe it was my nerves.

Frank came into my office, knocking loudly before he did. He opened the door and sat down in one of the chairs, extremely uncomfortable and nervous looking.

"I assume you heard mine and Mikey's conversation?" I raised an eyebrow.

He opened his mouth to speak, but I quickly quieted him.

"Tell me the truth, too", I said in a stern voice.

His shoulders dropped. He nodded his head 'yes' and I was the one who looked down in shame.

"Sorry", I apologized.

"If you don't mind me asking, why were you saying it? That's sexual harassment", he pointed out.

Of course I knew it was sexual harassment. It's the only way you can get him to notice you.

"I don't know", I shrugged. "How do you know he doesn't like it?" I asked.

He pursed his lips and held back a smile. Holy shit.

"Oh my God", I fangirled. "What did he tell you in the parking lot".

My legs began shaking as I fought the urge to squeal. He laughed, but never told me what Mikey said.

"I can't believe it", I screeched.

"Whoa, whoa, don't get ahead of yourself. I want to talk as two friends instead of boss-to-worker-who-heard-you-dirty-talk-another-worker. Why do you think he'll stay if you keep treating him like that?" he asked.

"It gets his attention. All I want to do is go on a date with him, but he doesn't want it to be weird. He's admitted to liking me, but how else will I go about this without getting him fired?" I asked.

Frank thought and shrugged.

"I'm sorry I listened to you guys, and no one will know. I promise", Frank shook my hand. "Maybe rethink your methods".

Wow, I thought as he left. I didn't even dismiss him.

~

I nervously played with my tie to get it just right. I played with my hair. I played with the sleeve of my blazer. I played with the buttons on the dress shirt.

I was terrified. I was nervous. I was going to cry.

I finally got a date with Mikey Way.

And I did that by using my method, so SMD Frank Iero, SMD.

Actually, don't. After tonight, I'm going to have a boyfriend. I was very confident about it.

I made sure to check Mikey's file before leaving and wrote down his address. I got out all the excitement as I was driving there. I didn't want to seem too excited.

When I pulled up, I scanned the multiple apartments for "M22". I parked the car and got ready to climb up stairs which were my worst enemy. I knocked on the door and in half a minute, someone answered.

It wasn't Mikey though.

"Hi, I'm here for Mikey?" I asked politely.

Confusion crossed his face before he covered it with manners.

"One second. Come in, he's in the shower", he offered.

"Thank you", I smiled, wondering who he was.

I sat down on their couch. I looked around as the stranger went to fetch Mikey. The floors were hard wood and there was a carpet so soft under my feet that I wanted to take off my shoes and feel it. Their flat screen was playing The Twilight Zone re-runs and their kitchen had a marble island. This place was extremely nice.

The couch felt a little worn though.

The stranger came out with a confused look.

"I'm sorry, Mikey told me to tell you a lot of vulgar things, but I don't think you should hear that. He asked me to tell you to leave", he explained.

I can see that.

"May I see him?" I asked politely.

"Yeah, sure, he should be in his bedroom. You may want to knock first", he suggested.

I didn't care what I saw.

"Which one is his room?" I asked.

"That one", he pointed to a room down a hallway.

"Thank you", I smiled.

I barged in on Mikey with a towel. I shut the door so his roommate wouldn't hear the dispute. Mikey jumped and I pointed at him accusingly.

"A deal's a deal. I went easy on you. I'll let your brothe-", I began but he shushed me.

"SHHHHHHH, I don't want him to know that I am doing this to let him come with me", he whispered.

"Ohhhhh", I suddenly realized that the one who answered the door was his brother.

"Just leave and I'll meet you down there. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to shower that long", he whispered.

I left his room and his brother was drinking coffee on the sofa and scrolling through his phone. I thanked him and left.

I went down to my car to wait for Mikey. I called to set our reservation for later, anticipating that Mikey wouldn't get out in time, but as I hung up, he came out of his apartment. He had on a crisp white shirt and a black vest and his hair was slicked back.

How could his brother not deem that suspicious? A guy in a tuxedo comes into your house, asks for your brother, goes into his room while he's naked, and half an hour after he leaves, your brother leaves dressed just as nice.

Maybe even nicer.

Yes, way nicer.

He got into the car and I smiled at him.

"Are you ready for the fucking night of your life, Mikey Way?"