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When you find your love in the arms of another what do you do? And what do you do when this certain other is your brother? I hope I do the right thing... I hope.

Well that is the situation I'm in, and I have no clue of what to do. I can't just let the anger bubble up inside of me can I? I have to take action. But how?

I've always been good at hiding how I feel. That's how everyone knows me.

Mikey the 'shy and quiet'. Well I'm gonna prove them wrong. Oh how wrong they all are...

She has to pay. Gerard has to pay.

They think I don't notice. They all think wrong. They think they are subtle and careful. Oh yes they are careful. They almost fooled me too.

Ray said they had been going at it for about three months but I knew it was much longer. Wasn't it?

It was much longer than three months, eight months would be closer to the mark. And just to let you know, I tore up all your love notes.

I'm sitting here in the early hours of the morning staring out my window at the dreary sky, and think to myself, 'Why did she start going to Gerard? Did I not satisfy her?' I just can't put my finger on it. This sure is a toughie. Maybe she needed spice to her love life, maybe she just liked Gerard more. But I don't want to accept that you would rather have him then me. I'm a good boyfriend aren't I? All the fan girls seem to think so, but they can only dream. I am not going to screw some teenie just because my girlfriend betrayed me, no, I won't sink to that level. I won't sink to my brother's level. I've lost count of how many fans Gerard has brought back for a one-night stand. Now I seem to be straying from the subject at hand so lets get back on track shall we?

Hmm, I may have thought of a way to teach her a lesson...

Three Weeks Later...

Time to take action. Everything is ready. She suspects nothing. Neither does he. Perfect... And they call Gerard the insane one? They think it is just a normal outing, heck, Gerard has even brought a 'date'. As I am driving I see them stole glances when they think I am not looking. It makes me sick. Soon enough I arrive at the 'party' we planned to go to. They all pile out and I see Gerard smirk at her. Hah, they will get what's coming to them. I trail behind them as they walk into the building. I shut the door behind us and bolt it.

They don't suspect a thing. I push ahead and lead them all down a long hall to a big open room. No one is there naturally.

"Hey Dude, where is everyone?" Gerard looks around confused.

"We came early." I say simply. He looks at me strange and then sits on one of the big white sofas.

"I'll get some drinks." I say, faking cheeriness. Now the plan. I walk behind the bar, which is quite away from the little group, consisting of Gerard, her and Gerard's 'date'. I take out glasses and pour a splash of this and a dash of that, filling the orders of what they wanted. But something they do not suspect is what else I put in. From my coat I take out two small vials. One containing a simple drug used to knock people out and the other, a special one. I put a dash of the drug into Gerard and her drink while the special something is for the extra.

I chuckle to myself as I carry the liquids over to them. This is perfect... First is her. I pass it to her and smile gently, I am very good at faking.

"Here you go my sweet." Next is the random 'date' of Gerard's. Just a useless extra I have to kill. I pass it to her and now, Gerard. The one person I thought would never betray me. My own brother. But alas, I was terribly wrong. And now he has to pay. I pass his over and smile.

"Here you go Gerard. Drink up."

I then take my own drink and raise it in a toast.

"To my sweet, to my brother, and to...you." They lift theirs, mimicking my movement and they all take a sip, except for Gerard. Strange, I thought he would be sucking it down, what with his alcohol addiction. He stares at it strangely the shrugs and sips it. Perfect... She looks a bit flusters and soon enough drops out. Gerard gasps and shakes her but soon he passes out too. Gerard's date however has stopped breathing and has goon a delicate shade of purple. Then suddenly, drops dead. Now time to prepare...

One Hour Later... They were tied to a wall in the basement and I waited silently for them to stir...

She was the first to wake, she slowly came round and stared around the room, trying to remember what past. She moved her hand to rub her head but couldn't, then she looked down and saw thick ropes bound around her arms and legs. Looking up at me she let escape a whimper. I smiled and walked to her.

"My sweet, you'll get what you deserve..."

A tear cascaded down her cheek and hit the cold ground. Next Gerard awoke and groaned. He shook his head and looked around.

"What the fuck?" He whispered then saw her and gasped.

"Are you okay?" He pulled at the rope to try get to her but failed entirely. I am very good at knots. Gerard then saw me.

"Mikey what the fuck is going on?" I smirked and walked to a table behind me. I talked as I went. "Well Gerard, do you want me to explain?"

"Fuck yes." He said while struggling with the restraints.

"You have been caught." I hold up a small knife and walk back to them. She gasps.

"You have been found out." The knife gleams from the dirty light swinging from the ceiling. I walk up to her till we are a breath apart and hold the knife to her cheek. I love the reaction. She sobs her head and then speaks slowly.

"Wh-what are you talking about Mi-Mi-Mikey?" She tried to stay calm and failed entirely.

"Why I am talking about you and Gerard fucking behind my back for the past eight months." I press the blade to her cheek and blood flows. She cries out from pain.

Then Gerard unexpectedly speaks.

"Mikey don't do this, please." I smile and walk over to him.

"Dear brother...I have to." I push the blade sharply into his shoulder and walk away. He shouts in pain, which is music to my ears.

"Mikey you are going to let us go, aren't you?" I turn around and smile.

"Yes Gerard, of course! Of course I will let you go, I would never do anything more than cause you deep emotional and physical pain." I sniggered. The look on his face ah... priceless.

I turn around and walk back to the table. I fiddle with various things on the table and pick up a syringe. I hold up so they can both clearly see it.

"What the fuck is that?" Gerard says, his voice laced with panic.

"This my dear brother, is an empty syringe." He looked highly confused.

"What's the point of that?" He says. I sigh heavily.

"This syringe is filled with air. If I inject it into your bloodstream you will die."

"Bu-bu-but you said-." He broke out in a stutter.

"I said I was going to let you go, I didn't say I'd let you go alive." He stared blankly straight ahead.

"Now what ever gave you that idea?" I laughed and walked up to him. He clamped his eyelid shut as I let the tip of the needle touch his neck, I knew he hated needles. I then stood back and he opened one eye slowly.

"Gerard. I am not going to give you the pleasure of dying first. You can watch her die." I nodded my head towards her, she had been surprisingly quiet.

Gerard uttered her name as I crept towards her shivering body.

"Ooh sweetie..." I said in a mocking voice while inching closer to her. She let out a heart-wrenching sob as I pounced on her frail body. She let out a blood-curdling scream as the needle pierced her creamy pale skin. I then stood back as her body went limp.

"She will be dead within a moment." I mutter happily. Gerard is still mumbling something to inaudible to make out. Her breathing became shallow and she tilted her head up to me.

"I love you..."

she mouthed as she uttered her last breath then became one of the dead. I scoffed at her last words then turned to Gerard.

He looked like a possum in headlights. I grabbed a butcher knife from the table and inched towards him, smiling maniacally.

"Gerard my dear...it's your turn."

Fin.