AUTHORS NOTE: Hey guys! Sorry I haven't been writing anything new lately. Well, this is what happens when the plot bunnies attack when you're watching Repo! The Genetic Opera. Sorry this is so sloppy. Well, enjoy anyway! Please comment and tell me if maybe I should make this into a fanfic or not. Tell me how you like it also.
Arthur looked in horror at the blood spattered surgical suit in Francis's basement. Tears began welling in his eyes as he saw the GeneCo logo on the right arm. Never had he thought Francis would lie to him about something this big. He finally pulled his eyes away from the suit and looked to the note board, filled with papers on his next repossession victims. Panic welled inside of him as he reviewed everything in the small room. Horror filled him every time he looked at the surgery table, the scalpels and other sharp objects that were used to cut his victims open, the terrifying suit, and his documents splayed everywhere. How could he lie about this? Francis had told the Brit he was a special doctor but nothing specific about it, He never would have suspected he was the Repo Man. The Repo Man was supposed to be feared by everyone, even their loved ones…Is that why Francis had never told him? So he could taste love for once in his life?
"Cher?" Arthur froze as he heard his lover's voice come from the stairs. He slowly turned his head, tears blurring his vision, to look at Francis with a look of disbelief and horror. "H-how could you?" He quietly choked out. Francis looked at him with horrified eyes and guilt. "Cher, Please don't be afraid of me." Francis told him, his own tears rolling down his cheeks. Arthur glared daggers at him as Francis went to hug Arthur close to him. As he pulled him into the embrace, Arthur pushed him away. "YOU MONSTER!" Arthur punched him in the face and ran out of the room as fast as he could, not looking back. Francis sat in silence and fell to his knees, tears streaming down his face like rivers. He had lost another loved one to the monster.
AUTHORS NOTE: Hey guys!
