WARNING
ima stop doing the 'warning at the intro..I think people get the
memo.
Also I've been obsesed with the song'Cure For The Itch' by lincon park, (in the alvum [Hybrid theory]) lately.
Idk, srry for no updates. There's school shit and stuff.. big ass project, constent pain
CHAPTERS 10, 11, 12, 13
RUN AWAY 911
CHAPTER 10
You sneezed.
That may seem like a stupid reason to freak out, but not in this sence.
You couldn't get help. You couldn't talk.
Your eyes watered.
"The fuck?" 'Asked' Frank.
Your breaths grew heavy, and uneven. Your eyes widened, with gloss.
You swalod the spit in your dry mouth.
Frank started to walk in your direction...
You fell back, out of place.
Frank stumbled back, at the sight of you tumbling over.
"SHIT!"
He yelled out of fear and shock. You wanted to go.
RUN AWAY 911
CHAPTER 11
You got up, and started to run back. This was awfull.
Horrible.
But Frank grabbed your wrist, and you winced.
Tears running down your face.
"Where you fucking spying on me, and my friends?"
Frank snarled, he was mad. He was tall (just go with it), had beautifill muddy eyes, and a perfect life.
You cried more, you could never speek. Never talk, to him.
He towered over you.
Why couldn't your life be perfect?
He seemed taken back by your crieng, your free hand violently rubbing your tears away.
His grip on your other hand softened.
He looked at your eyes.
"Wana tell me what the hell your doing?"
He asked, with a sigh.
You tried to speek, but...
Well, I don't need to say.
You choked on your words, murmuring soft nothings into the thin air. The smoke from Frank's cigarette now gone, with the cigarette itself smashed into the cold dirt.
"Can you even talk!!?
Frank was getting angery. Mad. He had a high temper.
You shook your head 'no'.
He looked at you.
"I remember... your that quiot kid that dosent speek."
He seemed to lighten up, but become more stiff.
He pulled you along, roughly. His backpack placed carelessly on his shoulder.
"Come on."
He said.
So you followed, not having a choice. His grip on your wrist was tight.
You kept up with his pace, still trying to wipe your face- to the best of your ability.
Your cheeks were red, and puffy. The creses under your eyes were dry, even with your salty tears flowing down your smooth face.
You silently trembled.
RUN AWAY 911
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
You followed him, you haven't been walking for to long. Maybe 15 minutes or so. But, being dragged along by someone you never talked to, to god knows were, is kind of eshosting.
(Sorry I can't spell that word, but I thought I would add in it auto corrected to exotic. Idk what I'm doing sorry, this is supose to be seriouse.)
The sky grew darker. You didn't know the time, but predicted 1 AM.
You weren't the least but tired.
Frank dragged you along, you following. His tight grip never leaving..
Then, you saw it.
The town. We're you went to school. We're he lived.
We're Frank lived.
A tingling sensation walked down your spine.
"Were almost there.."
Frank grummbled.
You strained along, untill you came to a house.
It wasn't to big, or small. All the lights were off. It was painted a natural beige, with hints of stone. There was a single door in the front, white. It matched the window frames.
It was a nice house. Yours was nicer though...
But, do you even have a house now?...
No. You don't have a home.
You don't have a mom, or a dad.
You had yourself and your endless trail of thoughts.
"Were here."
Frank whispered in your ear, brethlessly.
You stared into the house, wich mimicked the abyse.
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Frank Iero X Reader (RA911)
Fanfiction*horribly unedited* Please don't read, I wrote this when I was young, edgy, and a very shit writer (even though I still am) I'm keeping this up to torture myself lol
