The End. ~Frerard~

Alone in this hell hole

Gerard sat in bed and stared out the dirty window. the moonlight barely illuminated the room. the shades are broken and laying on the floor. the curtains have holes from the moths and rats. the dust in the room is so excessive that it's hard to breathe. you would think that the damn place was abandoned. Gerard looked out to the horizon. yellow-orange fires glowing in the distance. He sighed and threw the blanket off his legs. he stood and walked over to his closet picking out some worn out sweats and a hoodie. he put on his boots and stepped out of his cabin brushing his hair out of his face as he did so. he closed the door with a loud thud and pulled his hoodie over his head, sticking his hands into his pockets immediately after. he sighed and  his warm breath condensed around him. he looked up at the sky.

"the stars are brighter today," a familiar voice says. Gerard looks over to his friend and smiles.

"yea i guess. it's just..why? why brighter tonight than it was yesterday? why is today good and why is tomorrow  better? for all we know, the world could blow up tomorrow," Gerard says frustrating himself. He really despised the government.

"Gee. you need to relax. c'mon walk with me," Brendon said gesturing with his head. Gerard sighed and walked alongside Brendon. they walked in a comfortable silence to the campfires held by other soldiers who also couldn't sleep. they all sat around the fires. some singing. others laughing.

"they seem so careless. so unaware," Gerard said. Brendon looked over at him.

"they aren't unaware Gee, nor are they careless. they're just trying to enjoy the time that they have left. it's not much and you know that so why bother being scared and locking yourself up? we're alone in this hell hole, might as well have a little fun," Brendon says looking back at the soldiers. Gerard looks over at his old friend. he can see the longing in his eyes. Brendon is missing someone.

"how's Ryan?" Gerard asks. Brendon lets out a weak laugh.

"he's with the elites. he said so in the letter he sent. i just have the worst feeling that he's lying and that he's with the unwanted and he just doesn't want me to worry," he sighed, the moonlight glimmering in his eyes, "i don't know, i just miss him. i miss holding him. i miss that stupid look he gave me when i told him he can't live off canned cheese. i just miss him," he said looking at Gerard. "how's Mikey?" he asked.

"he's part of the elites. Ma told me. he's living a good life. well fed and cared for. i guess he's there for his smarts. he's always been smarter than me. i guess he deserves it," Gerard smiled. Mikey always was the better of the two. Brendon and Gerard joined Patrick and Andy at one of the fires. They sing and laugh and Gerard tries to have a good time.