Author: Isolde13
Pairing: Frank/Mikey
Rating: R
Summary: A possible ending for the Obedience Curse universe. I might do a happier version later. Takes place sometime after Love Like Winter
Disclaimer: I don't own them, but I own the idea. That's gotta count for something



He slides into the bath, water just this side of too hot, sinking down until his body is submerged. Everything but his hands. One he uses to grip the edge of the tub, the other holds the razor.

He’s learned a few things in the months since he made his mistake and went to Mikey. He’s learned, for example, that Mikey is not all-powerful. That there are ways to rebel against his control. Little ways to say, ‘fuck you’. To say, ‘I’m still a human being. I still matter’.

Mikey had told him to run a bath, get in it and wait for him. He never said anything about not picking up a razor. He never said anything about not holding it to his wrists and slashing across flesh, sinew; down to bone.

Frank lifts the razor, stares at it, clutching it so tight it feels as if it will embed into his skin. He knows that he doesn’t have much time. Not much time at all.

It’s been months of this - of moving from place to place, city to city. Evading. Hiding. Months of being Mikey’s pet. Of being little more than a toy. A whore.

Months of this and he’s learned so many things.

He knows that Paris is an easier city to hide in than London.

He knows that Mikey hogs the covers and kicks in his sleep.

He knows that Mikey likes the underside of his cock licked just so, yet still refuses to believe that he’s anything but straight.

He knows that Mikey likes it when he begs but what he really likes is when he cries.

And he knows that there are ways to rebel.

Frank smiles, unaware that he’s also crying, and positions the razor.

Some go unnoticed. Some don’t.

But there are always ways to rebel.