Leviathan (Frerard)

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(TW: SELF HARM)

PART II:
WHO'S THE KILLER? WHO'S THE KILLER? WHO'S THE KILLER?

CHAPTER 4: "ARE YOU STILL MY BOYFRIEND?"

Gerard's pov:

I may of lied a little to Frank. After I killed Bert's step dad, he was fucking terrified of me. He ignored me for a long time. The only time I talked to him is when he helped hide the body.

Flashback:

"Gerard." Bert said through the phone. "Yes?" "Why the fuck did you kill step fucker?" "I didn't want you getting hurt anymore." "So what! You shouldn't have killed him." I laughed. I could tell he was scared just by the tone in his voice. "Whatever, can you help me?" "Help you with what, Gee?" He said very quietly. "With the body." "okay... I'll go to your house."
Once Bert came he didn't look too good. I think he's been drinking, smoking weed, and taking pain killers. He has somehow become more skinny. He's still pretty but if he took off his shirt I could probably see his rib cage. I stared for awhile. He blushed for some reason. I smiled. I think he's nervous. "hey." He said very quietly. I've never seen him like this. He's so nervous.

~(skip the hiding part cause' eEeEee)

"Just because I helped you doesn't mean I want to be around you." He told me. "I know." "Good." He said staring at the pile of dirt. "See you around, Gee." "Oh? Really I thought that you didn't want to be around me?" He flipped me off and blushed. "Asshole." He walked away I laughed. "Why are you acting so cute? I know you still like me." "Fuck off, I do not."

End of flashback:

He didn't talk to me until 3 months later when he called me:

Flashback again:

My phone rang. I miss Bert. I thought to myself. Funnily enough Bert was calling me. "Gee?" "Yeah?" "I miss you." I laughed. "I miss you too." He laughed. "I'm sorry for ignoring you. Are you still my boyfriend???" "If you want to be." "Can you come over?" "Sure."
"Finally! Your here." "Are you drunk?" "Me what no!" I laughed. He fell over a little. "Hey, be careful." I said and held him up. "Okay. Sorry I'm just excited to see you again. I forgot how pretty you are also you dyed your hair red. Can you sing to me? I miss hearing your voice." "Bert?" "Yeah?" "Can you sing to me instead?" "Sure! But I'm not going to sound the best."

"Gee, do you still want to die?" "Yeah." "I was just asking." "Do you think about dying a lot?" I asked him. "Yeah. Do you want to see my scars?" "Bert..." "What?" He took off his jacket. I saw his scars they were so deep. I didn't know what to say or do. I felt bad also I didn't know he was cutting. "What happened?" "Well I haven't been taking my meds. Just pain killers. You weren't there to remind me to take them..." He said and stared at his arms. He put his jacket back on. "It's ugly I know." I laughed. "Stop trying so hard to be ugly. Because you're not." I blushed so did he. "Uhhh...." He said. I smiled wide. I'm glad I finally told him that he deserves to hear it.

End of flashback:

He was staring at me. "What?" I asked him. "Your crying." I am? What? Shit. I fled his room. "Gerard." He called for me. I smiled and ran to my house and to my room. It's hard remembering him sometimes. I laid on my bed and got money from the wallet I stole from Kyle. I should get him flowers again.
I also got a pack of cigarettes, red hair dye, and alcohol. I walked to the cemetery and put the flowers down on his grave. I sat there for awhile drinking, stuffing the pain killers down my throat, and smoking every so often. I walked back to my house. I tried my best to dye my hair intoxicated and drugged. I washed it out I missed it also I'll remember Bert better this way. He really liked my hair like this. I smiled and walked out.

"Oh shit. Your red hair is back." Mikey said. I smiled at him. "Wow, uh are you okay?" I nodded and walked back to my room. Maybe I look fucked up from the alcohol and pain killers.

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Sorry for not updating this twice yesterday
Love ya my wee clouds.
- Sid <3