End of Everything
Gravestone Greetings
Mikey's POV:
I got up.
Alicia and I had had an... interesting night.
I quickly put on a shirt and some boxers, slipping jeans over them.
I had to get some fresh air.
I walked past Frank's room, not surprised to hear load moans.
I drove around.
I guess I just needed some time alone.
I walked into the cemetery.
I saw a blank stone and sat down apon it.
Feeling sleepy, I laid down on the rock.
Gerard had almost died this way.
But no one was in sight.
I slowly drifted off to sleep in a false sense of security.
I had no dreams.
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But I soon woke up.
8:06 AM
"Shit!"
I said out loud.
Some one was watching.
The wind made me shiver.
This wasn't right.
The sunrise was clear.
I stumbled over the gravestone, but something caught my foot.
"Ahhh!!!!"
A greasy looking man held on to my ankle.
"Let.
Go!"
I said, shaking my foot with my hand.
He smirked, pulling out a blood-stained knife.
"Boys!
Come 'ere!
We've got another one."
He slashed at my hands, loosening my grip.
"Agh!"
I took my hands away.
The man punched my face, sending me onto the ground.
I stood up shakily, grabbing my phone.
I dialed Frank's number, running away.
"Hello?"
A groggy voice appeared on the line.
"Frank!
Help please!
They're after me and-"
Before I could explain, the man hit me on the face, hanging up the phone and sending me to the ground again.
"What the fuck are you trying to do?"
I told him.
His buddies pulled me up, hitting me until my head oozed blood.
I saw the light,
And my grandmother.
I was pulled away.
Suddenly, everything was gone.
I blacked out.
Gerard's POV:
Ugh... what?
Frank?
"Frankie?
What's happening?"
He shook me awake.
"Gee!
Mikey just called.
He hung up... but he sounded hurt!
And he said that "they" were after him!"
"Mikey?"
I stood up.
"Come on."
We got dressed as quickly as possible.
"Bob, Ray, Ace, Alicia!
Wake the hell up!!"
Frank ran through the halls.
Ace's POV:
I woke with Bob next to me.
Ugh!
I...
Whoa. Where are my clothes?
Oh...
I looked over at Bob.
I dressed in a plain white shirt and a black hoodie, all with my jeans.
I walked around, finally turning the TV on... loud enough to not wake Bob.
It was peaceful until I heard Frank.
"Bob, Ray, Ace, Alicia!
Wake the hell up!!"
"Frank!
What the fuck?"
I ran outside.
Frank grabbed my shoulders.
"Mikey's gone.
He called us and he sounded hurt, telling us that "they" were after him.
Then the line went dead."
I was shocked.
"Well...
Let's call the police!"
"Pfft.
They only helped Mikey when I was in trouble because he yelled at them...
All right! Let's yell at some police!"
Gerard stood in the doorway, kinda cheerful that he could yell at the police.
He ran to the table, waking Bob up as he called 911.
"Bob!
Mikey's gone."
"Wha-"
Frank explained.
I went out into the halls, getting to Mikey's room.
"Alicia!
Your fiance's gone!"
"...
Mikey?"
"Yes!
Now wake the fuck up!"
I heard her getting up.
I ran to Ray's room.
"RAYYY!!!!!
WAKE UP!
Mikey's gone!!"
"What?
Coming!"
He dashed out the door, nearly knocking me over.
We all ran into my/Bob's room.
"Okay, we'll be there."
Gerard put the phone down.
"They know where Mikey is.
We have to go to the station."
I got up.
Alicia and I had had an... interesting night.
I quickly put on a shirt and some boxers, slipping jeans over them.
I had to get some fresh air.
I walked past Frank's room, not surprised to hear load moans.
I drove around.
I guess I just needed some time alone.
I walked into the cemetery.
I saw a blank stone and sat down apon it.
Feeling sleepy, I laid down on the rock.
Gerard had almost died this way.
But no one was in sight.
I slowly drifted off to sleep in a false sense of security.
I had no dreams.
_____________________________________________________
But I soon woke up.
8:06 AM
"Shit!"
I said out loud.
Some one was watching.
The wind made me shiver.
This wasn't right.
The sunrise was clear.
I stumbled over the gravestone, but something caught my foot.
"Ahhh!!!!"
A greasy looking man held on to my ankle.
"Let.
Go!"
I said, shaking my foot with my hand.
He smirked, pulling out a blood-stained knife.
"Boys!
Come 'ere!
We've got another one."
He slashed at my hands, loosening my grip.
"Agh!"
I took my hands away.
The man punched my face, sending me onto the ground.
I stood up shakily, grabbing my phone.
I dialed Frank's number, running away.
"Hello?"
A groggy voice appeared on the line.
"Frank!
Help please!
They're after me and-"
Before I could explain, the man hit me on the face, hanging up the phone and sending me to the ground again.
"What the fuck are you trying to do?"
I told him.
His buddies pulled me up, hitting me until my head oozed blood.
I saw the light,
And my grandmother.
I was pulled away.
Suddenly, everything was gone.
I blacked out.
Gerard's POV:
Ugh... what?
Frank?
"Frankie?
What's happening?"
He shook me awake.
"Gee!
Mikey just called.
He hung up... but he sounded hurt!
And he said that "they" were after him!"
"Mikey?"
I stood up.
"Come on."
We got dressed as quickly as possible.
"Bob, Ray, Ace, Alicia!
Wake the hell up!!"
Frank ran through the halls.
Ace's POV:
I woke with Bob next to me.
Ugh!
I...
Whoa. Where are my clothes?
Oh...
I looked over at Bob.
I dressed in a plain white shirt and a black hoodie, all with my jeans.
I walked around, finally turning the TV on... loud enough to not wake Bob.
It was peaceful until I heard Frank.
"Bob, Ray, Ace, Alicia!
Wake the hell up!!"
"Frank!
What the fuck?"
I ran outside.
Frank grabbed my shoulders.
"Mikey's gone.
He called us and he sounded hurt, telling us that "they" were after him.
Then the line went dead."
I was shocked.
"Well...
Let's call the police!"
"Pfft.
They only helped Mikey when I was in trouble because he yelled at them...
All right! Let's yell at some police!"
Gerard stood in the doorway, kinda cheerful that he could yell at the police.
He ran to the table, waking Bob up as he called 911.
"Bob!
Mikey's gone."
"Wha-"
Frank explained.
I went out into the halls, getting to Mikey's room.
"Alicia!
Your fiance's gone!"
"...
Mikey?"
"Yes!
Now wake the fuck up!"
I heard her getting up.
I ran to Ray's room.
"RAYYY!!!!!
WAKE UP!
Mikey's gone!!"
"What?
Coming!"
He dashed out the door, nearly knocking me over.
We all ran into my/Bob's room.
"Okay, we'll be there."
Gerard put the phone down.
"They know where Mikey is.
We have to go to the station."