(Okay so for right now, basically imagine what frank looks like in the blood mcr music video. Alright? Cool.)
— Edit: This is my first fanfiction ever so SORRY IT SUCKS LMAO, but I think it gets a bit better, so yeah
Frank POV
My heart raced as I heard the sirens, the blaring sounds pounding into my head. At first I had thought to run, but who the hell could run away from cars? Exactly, nobody can. Cars are faster then feet, obviously. So I took it upon myself to race into an alleyway and duck behind a dumpster filled with what smelled like rotting carcasses, so who knows what the hell is in there.
I know they saw me come this way, since I see the beams of light shining from their flashlights. I shut my eyes tightly, keeping the sound of my breath to a minimum. I know selling drugs for over three years is quite the crime, but it's not murder or anything.
"There! Behind the dumpster!"
Shit, fuck, just stay still.
I feel the light hit me. It's over. Two of the officers quickly grab me by the arms as I thrash around, trying to escape.
"Get the hell off me!" I scream in a high pitched tone.
They don't respond, because obviously they don't care. It's no use trying to escape, so I stop my movements, letting the officers practically drag me to the car. I pathetically cry out as they shove me against the car, my jaw hitting on the side of the window. They handcuff me, quite tightly which I may add, and then roughly shove me into the backseat after opening the car door. I huff and look away, knowing I can't do shit to get me out of this mess.
Surprisingly, after the officer gets in the car, he turns around to face me from the front seat. "You're pretty young to already be messing up your life."
"Shut up, it's not your damn life." I reply bluntly. I'm not interested in starting up conversation with this man.
The officer just shrugs and nods, turning his attention back to the car as he starts it up. Then, as I stare out the window, making sure I get a good look at the outside world around me, we make our way to what I presume to be prison.
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I've been wanting to write a fanfic for quite a while, so hopefully this is okay so far
I will continue this if even only one person reads and enjoys this, cause I just want someone to like my ideas and story
So yeah, that's all for now :^)
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Look at us, we messed up, and now we are sharing a cell. ( Frerard/Ferard )
Fanfic( COMPLETE ) Frank Iero, a nineteen year old, has never been arrested or sent to jail, though he doesn't have a clean record. That all changes when he's finally caught after three years of selling drugs on the streets. Gerard Way, a twenty four yea...
