Let The Flames Begin ✓ | Mikey Way

Chapter Twenty Four

This story relieves very heavily on the fact that cell phones exist. Wow.

Dedication to epichorn31 for sticking by this story. Also, they have a story that's a mashup of marching band and band members, and I just have to mention it because it's my favorite thing ever and those things put together just give me life.

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Previously...

I made my way back into my room and plopped down onto my perfectly made bed. I stared at the ceiling for a few moments until I saw my phone light up out of the corner of my eye. I picked it up to see who was calling me.

Daren.

Reluctantly, I accepted the call.

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I took a deep breath. "Hello?"

I heard a chuckle followed by a click of a tongue on the other line. "Kris, Kris Kris. What am I ever going to do with you?"

"W-why do you keep trying to scare me?"

He laughed again. "Trying? Based on the fact that you go into shock every time I contact you, I'm doing much more than trying, my dear. I'm succeeding."

"Why." It was a statement, not a question.

"Why? Do we really need to go through this again?" He snorted. "The past few months can testify as to why I'm doing this to you."

I rolled my eyes. I had enough of his shit. "Okay, listen here. I'll make a deal. I'll leave you the fuck alone, and you'll leave me alone. We both live happily ever after. Deal?"

"It doesn't work-"

"Great. Good. I'm glad that we're on the same page here."

He sighed. "No, Kris, we're not."

I was about to rip my hair out in frustration. "What do you want from me? I'm not even doing anything to you! Why are you doing this?" I pleaded.

"I need your mom to-"

"Look, I hate my mother way more than you hate her. I can do nothing to solve this problem with her. That's your own shit you have to learn to deal with."

"Well, then I guess I can't stop doing this." He sighed.

"You're not even getting anything out of this. You trying to scare me isn't going to fix the fact my mother's a cold-hearted bitch. Can you just move on?"

Now I could tell that he was frustrated. "Try having some random bitch have an affair with your father, then having your own mother just walk out on you without even saying a word! And if that's not bad enough as it is, try having that bitch then move in with you and try to take control of your entire life!"

I laughed. "That bitch has been controlling my life for 17 years. I know what it's like. I'm glad she's gone. In fact, you deserve all the shit that she gives you."

He whistled. "Yeah, that was a great way to make a "deal" with me. That comment just made me a hell of a lot angrier-"

"What are you gonna do about it?" I teased. "Cry? Whine? Throw a little temper tantrum because you're not getting what you want?"

"No-"

"You're going to text me? Send me some creepy message? Why not just give it to me right now, as I'm already on the phone with you."

"Shut the fuck up, you little bitch!' He screamed. "You've done nothing but cause me shit and pain and torture since you came into my life! I'm just trying to get my revenge! And now it's not working! You're just as bad as your mom!"