Look at us, we messed up, and now we are sharing a cell. ( Frerard/Ferard )

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Going to do Gerard's POV again, I swear it'll be Frank's POV in the next chapter 

Gerard POV

Thank fucking god.

The sun is shining through the tiny window with bars, practically hitting me in the eyes, but hey, at least it's morning. 

I walk up to the cell door, pulling it open. That means it's past seven in the morning. The guards unlock the doors after seven, letting us go to breakfast. I make my way to the dining hall, already wrinkling my nose from the horrid smell. Honestly, I think they may serve us horse shit here. I wouldn't be surprised if they did. Instead of standing in the long line for the slop that contains who knows what, I look for the messy brown afro. After easily spotting it (I mean, come on, there's only one guy here with a huge ass afro) I quickly make my way over, taking a seat next to Ray.

Ray looks over, grinning a bit through the bites which looks to be, upon closer inspection, oatmeal that is probably infested with something. "Hey dude."

"How the hell do you eat the breakfast here." Like seriously, it looks awful.

Ray just shrugs, responding dully. "I don't want to starve I guess. Anyways, I have some news for you." 

"Actual news, or just some guys beating each other up again?"

"Actual news."

Well this certainly surprised me. Nothing happens at this shithole of a place, so what the hell type of news is there.

I'm guessing Ray could read the curiously plastered onto my face, so he responded quickly. "Apparently there is a new guy coming here, today, and he's going to be sharing your cell with you."

I definitely, was not expecting that, at all. "What?" I practically hiss at him, clearly angry about the whole situation. "Where the fuck did you get this information from."

"Hey, don't get all pissy at me for it, and I overheard two of the guards talking about it."

I cross my arms, lightly kicking the leg of the table. Why the hell would they make me go through this? Don't they see me as insane? I mean, I'm not insane though, I just enjoy man slaughter. 

Ray sighs and rolls his eyes, obviously not feeling bad for me. "Dude calm the fuck down about it, I share a cell with Bob, it's not that bad."

I don't respond and decide to get up, leaving the dining hall for outside. It's quite small and enclosed, but there's a decent track there that's nice for walking. So, instead of punching a wall or something, I decide to walk to let out some steam.

I don't want to share my cell with some little shithead. So, I think I'll just murder him instead. I hate people. They disgust me. There's no way in hell I will share my living space with one. Not even Ray.

So yes, I'll murder him. Maybe by strangulation since there isn't much to use, but it'll work.

It'll get me thrown into an isolation unit for who knows how long, but I don't care. It'll be worth it in the end. 

I grin, feeling better already, laughing to myself as I continue walking down the track.

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Woah there Gerard

Calm down bud

Anyways lmao, hopefully this wasn't too bad, it took kind of a while on what to do for this chapter

Sorry that chapters are pretty short, but I think I do better with shorter chapters rather then longer ones

Oh also, I still need friends on here :')

Alright well I'll probably write a few chapters today, even if people don't read them, I honestly just love writing this