Bloody Hell

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Frank's POV

Two gunshots rang through my head. I was taking a walk in the cemetery when I heard it. It wasn't loud enough for be to distinguish where it was coming from so I ran how the hill as fast as I could.I try to climb the fence but I fall and get a deep cut on my leg and chest but that doesn't stop me from sprinting down the hill at speeds I didn't realize where humanly possible. I get the the bottom and run to Mikey's house. Two blocks down I turn to make sure I wasn't being followed and continued to Mikey's house. I get there and burst through the door. Mikey was packing heat and grabbed me then ran towards the church.

"What the hell are yo-"
"Shut up Iero"

And so I did. We continued to the church. Meanwhile, I was getting quite dizzy from blood loss but Mikey didn't seem to care. We arrived at the church and kicked down the door. Blood. So much blood. And 2 bodies.

Mikey and I stood in terror and looked at the crime scene. An older lady from the church lied dead in one of the pews. Covered in her own blood and stuck with a face of shock.And Gerard. Tied down and now without half of a skull. Blood was everywhere and even though he was shot point blank range, he had a smirk now permanently glued on his face.

Mikey grabbed me and put his hands over my eyes and pulled me to his chest but the damage had been done. I saw everything. Except the killer. No one else was there. Mikey dragged me back home before the cops showed up. He fixed up my leg and chest and left me alone in the living room.

He comes back with a lot of alcohol.

"I drink to forget but I always remember" he said quietly. He opened 2 bottles of beer and gave one to me. He also pulled out a few bottles of whiskey and almost chugged half a bottle.

"Are we...are we just not gonna..you know...talk about this" I said with almost no tone in my voice.

"Drink" he said. And so I did. A lot more than I'm sure we both intended. In the end all we had left was a couple bottles of beer.

Mikey and I also smoked some..a lot of weed as well. I'm surprised we didn't die right then.

Mikey gets up and sits beside me. "Just forget for one night. Make some mistakes and forget" he whispers in my ear and slides his hand down my leg.

I didn't care anymore so I let him. In fact I wanted him to keep going.

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