Cemetery Drive (COMPLETE)

Somethings up.

Gerard's POV

I was walking around town while Frank was at home. It was getting dark and there were only street lights every other block.

Growing up in Jersey, you see many things that terrify you. People wouldn't let there kids out side because a couple days before they found a dead body in the local park. So I've come to terms that it's better to always have a weapon on you.

I always have a switch blade on me just in case. I know that seems weird and creepy but what can I say? I don't want to die.

I've been walking for about 1 hour and I'm just wondering. I guess when you don't know what to do you just walk. No real place you're going or nothing you're looking for exactly.

I heard a noise and I froze. There's that feeling when you feel like you're being watched. This feeling is stronger than any other time I get it; and that terrified me.

I looked around to see if anyone or anything was there. There was nothing I could see. Though I still had my hand on the blade in my coat pocket.

Am I just being paranoid? It can't be paranoia cause it just came at full force.

That's when I felt a hand on my shoulder and something in my side.

"Don't make a fucking move. Got it?" They whispered in my ear in a dark low voice.

I nodded my head and didn't move. I realized that it was a gun held to my side.

"Good. Now I want you to give me all your fucking money. And if you don't you'll get shot. If you run you'll get shot, so don't even think about it."

I nodded again and grabbed my money and gave it to him. He laughed in an evil and dark laugh.

He started walking away when I grabbed the blade flicked it open and stabbed him in the back. His body fell to the ground as he started bleeding.

"What the fuck?!" He yelled. His gun was dropped on the ground a few feet away and I grabbed it. I shot him once in the leg so he wouldn't move.

He yelled in pain as I stood there shocked at what I just did. I dropped the gun and ran the way back home.

I got the the door with heavy breathing and tried not to look guilty. I walked in and saw Frank on the couch sleeping.

"Thank god" I mumbled in relief.

I walked to the bathroom and looked at myself. There was no blood on me which was good.

The feeling of being paranoid was still there, but it's not the same as it was last time. It's not the feeling of someone watching me. No, it was the feeling of being caught because of what I did.

When I shot him it felt good. It felt like I had power. It was a feeling of being able to do anything. The fact that it felt good to get revenge on someone so quick terrified me. I didn't ever think I'd have these thoughts. I'm going insane aren't I?

What have I done?!

I need to get my mind off this. But I can't. In all honesty it was in self defense. I did this so I wouldn't die.

That guy won't die he's probably at the hospital now. He's fine. I did that cause he was going to kill me. Everything is fine now.

I changed real quick and went to the front room. I sat down and changed the channel to the news.

"A man was found 30 minutes ago lying on the cement with a stab wound and a bullet wound. There was a gun next to him on the cement that he said was his. He said that a guy took the gun and shot him then stabbed him. Police said who ever did this will go to court and settle out what happened. If they don't come forward they will be sent to jail once found. Our next story on ton-"

I turned off the tv and Frank woke up. "Hey Gee." He said smiling.

"Hey baby. Did you sleep well?" I kissed his cheek.

"Yeah. What did you do on you walk?"

I began to panic. I'm not good at lying.

"Nothing just walked around." I was panicking a lot.

"Cool." He sat up and we sat in silence for a bit.

"Gee? Would you hate me if I did something...bad?" His head was hung a bit like he seemed guilty.

"No. Why what happened?" I was worried more now than I was.

"Ok..." He sat there for a second. "Gee I killed someone..."