Frank Iero Must Die {Frerard}

12

We woke up at eight-thirty to make our way back to Mikey and Pete's room. In all honesty, I was worried that everything would be slightly awkward after last night. While I was aware that we had simply been joking around in a friendly way, I was also aware that I lacked experience in social situations.

I was overreacting, sure, but I couldn't help but wish I had gotten the chance to be a normal guy and have fun. And maybe I would have ended up killing all my friends, but at least I would have gotten a chance at a normal life.

I forced myself out of that train of thought. The past was the past, and no amount of wishing could change that. What I could change, though, was the future, and my brother's chances at life. I fully intended to.

Frank grabbed my left hand as I knocked on Mikey and Pete's door with the other, "Are you okay, Gee?" I leaned down and kissed him lightly, "I'm good Frankie, never been better." It was actually pretty true. He had made me happier than I'd ever been before. He was giving me hope for the future.

"Come in!" Mikey yelled, and in we went.

We sat in a circle on the floor, Mikey on Pete's lap and Frank's head on my shoulder. I felt like a teenager playing a drinking game, except I was an assassin planning my survival. Not that big of a difference.

"Alright, so we're doing the first part today." I told them, "Pete, you're going inside, this part is entirely yours. You know what you're doing?" He nodded, grinning, "I can't wait. This is fucking fun, man." Mikey buried his face into his boyfriend's shoulder, "Be careful." He whispered, and Pete kissed the top of his head, "I will."

I felt bad, but if I completely sheltered everyone that I was emotionally connected to, no one would be able to help out. Pete made the most logical sense for this job, seeing as he would know his way around his own organization and he wasn't quite as well-known as an outlaw as Frank was. I was trying to reassure myself that I didn't choose him because I cared about him the least, but no, Mikey loved him and I could never hurt my little brother like that.

I am human, I sacrifice no one. But it worried me. I was cold, calculating, the kind of person who would make the awful decision to sacrifice someone for the greater good, Would I? I'd never been in such a situation. I had no way of knowing.

"Okay, so I should go now." Pete said, interrupting my thoughts, "I'll be back in a few hours." He kissed Mikey deeply before grabbing his backpack and walking out the door, leaving us all to privately wonder if he would ever come back.

The van engine started outside, and Mikey sprang up suddenly and ran out the door yelling, "Wait!"

I got outside just in time to see Pete leaning out the window as Mikey said, "I love you."

From the shocked expression on Pete's face, I guessed that this was the first time they'd used that word in their relationship. If you break Mikey's heart, I swear- I thought at him as though he could hear.

Much to my relief, Pete smiled and blew Mikey a kiss, "I love you too, Mikes. I'll be back soon." Then he turned the van around and drove away, leaving me to comfort my brother by reassuring him that his boyfriend would be okay, when I had no way of knowing if he would survive.

* * *

Five hours. So much can happen in five hours. Someone could die, someone could be born, someone could marry the love of their life. Someone could be caught and killed. Mikey was mostly worried about the latter.

There was no reason why Pete should have taken longer than three hours to get back, besides getting caught, yet here we were five hours later. He still wasn't back. Mikey was panicking as Frank and I tried our hardest to sooth him. He was going through every possible worst case scenario in his mind and freaking out. I had never seen my little brother in a state like this one anytime before, and I positively hated it.

He was pacing around in circles in his room, running his fingers through his hair, ranting about how this was all his fault. I tried to reason with him, but he was just off the key of reason right now. He really did love Pete.

Just as he was changing the topic to the alarming one of how he refused to live without his boyfriend, the sound of an engine could be heard outside. We all sprang up and sprinted out, praying that it was Pete. It was.

He ran to Mikey and embraced him tightly, wiping away his tears. "Hey, hey, it's okay. I'm here. I love you." They kissed and Pete turned to Frank and I with a grim expression on his face, "Let's go inside. I need to explain what happened while I was there."

We returned to the room and Pete faced us, his arm still wrapped around Mikey's back. "They tried to chase me down, so I had to lead them away from where you guys are. I'm so sorry I left you guys to worry."

I nodded, taking it all in stride, "And did you accomplish it? Did they find out it was you?" Pete fished around in his pocket and handed me a USB key, "Here it is. They never saw my face, so we can only hope they'll assume it was your organization stealing all of your assassins' files." I smiled.

Maybe this plan would work after all. I was looking forward to adopting puppies with Frank.

So I literally wrote this entire chapter in an hour. Sorry for any spelling mistakes, but I'm not actually sorry bc I don't generally give a fuck if people judge me

I start school on Tuesday SOMEONE SAVE ME

~Dani ♥