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Frank's POV. "What the fuck? I thought you died!" Gerard exclaimed, staring the person in front of us down.




"What the fuck? I thought you died!" Gerard exclaimed, staring the person in front of us down.

"See that's where you're wrong. I am very much alive."

"At the moment you are, Bob. But later on, I sincerely doubt it," I called out. Bob Bryar was alive. I have no idea how. But tonight, he was going down. He was no longer in his Dr. Krustallos costume, but was dressed as himself. It felt like we'd all just seen a ghost.

"Talk shit all you want. But the matter of the hour is that Mikey has this time rightfully disrespected my cousin. And I probably shouldn't give a shit about Erica anymore, since she wanted me dead, but when I saw that bitch leave your apartment block, it made my blood boil."

"Erica's dead you motherfucker. And up until now, I thought it was all my fault. But no. It was your fault. It was your fault and Ray's fault. You were too stupid to realize that if I was Hot Boy and that Hot Boy was dating Hot Girl, then obviously Erica was Hot Girl. Erica would want me to be happy. If she were here and saw that you were still alive, then she would still want you dead. How does it fucking feel to know that your favorite cousin, the only person who you were capable of loving other than yourself, wanted you dead? I bet it feels like shit. I bet it shocked you so much that you needed someone to blame. Which brings us to tonight. Well you know what? For the last six months, I've done fuck-all. I've gone to work, come home from work, gone to sleep, woken up and gone to work. And you know what? Tonight I'm gonna enjoy making sure that you do fuck-all from now on. I'm gonna make sure that you really do fuck-all because Erica's death left a huge hole in my heart. And tonight is gonna be the beginning of its repair when you're laying on the ground, burning to death," Mikey yelled.

God, was I surprised. God, did Gerard look surprised. And hell, Mimi looked super surprised. It was like she didn't expect any of what Mikey was saying to come out of his mouth. But I'd bet he felt so good saying what he did. Mikey Way was back.

"Well before I do 'fuck-all', how about I let your new girlfriend do fuck-all?" Bob threatened, raising his hand and preparing to crystallize Mimi who was on the ground, trying to free herself of her restraints while screaming her lungs out.

"Oh no you fucking don't," Mikey spoke, rushing to Mimi's side and putting up his shield.

"Aw how precious. Mikey loves his girlfriend so much that he doesn't want her to die. If only that could've happened for Erica," he said. Mikey stopped his shield. Bob was such an asshole.

"How did you survive anyway?" I asked, trying to distract Bob from Mikey so that Mikey could free Mimi.

"Well, now that you ask, I might as well tell you. You see," Bob spoke, going off into his own little world as I tried to communicate to Mikey via sign language that he should start to free Mimi. As he turned back around I quickly jolted to attention and tried to pretend that I was still listening to Bob. Unfortunately Mikey didn't understand what I was trying to tell him.

"Once upon a time, there was a dumbass who broke into my pool house through the sewer, making a nice, big hole in my bathtub. And then the dumbass' boyfriend decided to burn the pool house down to try and kill me. It was such as shame that I saw the pair of dumbasses plus their dead friend and their fucked up care bear friend leaving my pool house. I decided to let my partner in crime to drown in his own blood while I ran off to the bathroom. Only seconds before my pool house went up in flames, I escaped down the hole in my bathtub. The only problem was, I didn't realize how deep the hole was." he spoke.

He then continued on, "So I found myself screaming all the way down. My screams echoed up into the pool house, possibly making it appear to the dumbass and his boyfriend that I was dead. Then, I lived in the underground for 3 months. I hung out with a bunch of other criminals who have this amazing hide out. I'm not gonna say where, because no doubt the dumbass and his boyfriend will tell the cops about it. Anyway, after three months, I managed to secure an apartment under an alias. It happened to be directly across the street from the dumbass and his boyfriend and I used my binoculars and looked right into their apartment, seeing things like them arguing which made me laugh and seeing things like them doing it on the couch which made me want to barf--"

"You said you never did it on the couch!" Mikey exclaimed. I giggled that Mikey had interrupted the story.

"Well sorry," I replied, shrugging. "You can't help where you get horny."

"So as I was saying," Bob began, turning around, away from us. I got Mikey's attention and began undoing Mimi's restraints by stretching my arms, showing him what I wanted him to do. He nodded and began to untie Mimi while I resumed my pose of pretending to listen to everything that Bob was saying.

"So anyway, when I saw this female entering the apartment block occasionally, I began to wonder if Erica had been replaced. And apparently she has," Bob said, looking at Mimi and noticing that Mikey had undone her restraints.

"FUCKING BITCH!" he exclaimed, trying to shoot his crystal at her. But Mikey protected her by putting his shield up once more.

"Now it's time for the party to start," he spoke. Oh yes, the party would definitely start and I couldn't wait to kill this bastard.


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