We'll carry on

Go out with a... BANG

 Stormy’s Point of View.

 I opened the door expecting to see Mikey and Alicia before me, but that wasn’t the case at all. My worst nightmare come true was happening in front of my eyes. He found me. My brother found me. His hair was cut and dyed black, he had a painfully evil grin playing at his lips, and he was thin and muscular. He looked terrifying. He was covered in what seemed to be sloppy prison tattoos, which made my stomach churn. I froze in the door way, unable to speak. How did he find me?

 “Hello, baby sister. Did you miss bubby?” He asked grinning while cocking his head to the side.

 “H-how did you f-find me? I thou-thought you we-were in p-p-prison?” I choked out, clutching on to Gerard’s arm. He held tightly onto the fist I had made around him.

 “Oh, Stormy. You’re still so stupid. You and your rock star boyfriend are all over the news. It wasn’t hard to guess where that ‘important visit’ was going to be. They don’t keep address very private anymore.” His hands were behind his back as he chuckled darkly, adverting his attention to Gerard, who was pushing me behind him.

 “What do you want, Kevin?” Gerard asked, venom seething in his words.

 “Simple. I want the little cunt that put me in jail.” His smile dropped and his face turned deathly serious. That was the face he made right before he would hit me.

 “Too bad, you aren’t touching her. Now leave my house before I put you back where you belong!” Gerard’s voice rose as he spoke the last few words.

 “Hmm, brave are we? Tsk, tsk, tsk. Not very smart.” His face turned down and his eyebrows furrowed as he pulled a gun from behind his back, kneeing me in the stomach as he did so and pushing Gerard back.

Kevin pushed us into the living room and smiled at everyone, pointing the gun to my head. Frank and Ray jumped up from the couch running over to me, while Donna went to Gee.

 “Take another fucking step and I will blow her brains against this lovely wall.” He smiled viciously.

 “Get the fuck away from her or I swear to god I will kill you.” Frank hissed as Ray held him back. Ray probably didn’t realize, but he was saving my life.

 Kevin walked me over to the couch, the gun still against my temple, and pushed me into the couch. I looked frantically for Donna and Gerard, when I found them they were wavering in the doorway of the kitchen. I gulped and sent them and apology with my eyes. I knew I was going to die, but I didn’t want any of them to have to witness it. More than anything else though, I didn’t want them getting hurt for me. I wasn’t worth it at all. I looked up at my brother pleadingly who was staring at Frank and Ray, pointing to the chairs next to the couch.

 “Sit, faggots” He spat. They did as they were told, but they were reluctant.

 “Now, who’s ready for the main event?” Kevin smirked at me. I turned to look at Gerard pleadingly, as if begging him to help me. He had tears in his eyes.

 “Don’t!” he screamed as Kevin punched me hard in the stomach again. As he cried, Donna whispered something to him and he shut up.

 “Awe, do you not like watching her get what she deserves?” he struck my face, letting the smack echo in the room. Everyone looked at me in horror.

 “FUCKER GET AWAY FROM HER!” Frank screamed standing up. Kevin cocked the gun back and pointed it towards Frank. Frank laughed, as if challenging him.

 “Do it, I fucking dare you.”

 “Bravery will only kill you, emo fag.” Kevin narrowed his eyes.