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

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My parents are fighting and yelling, so here's another chapter to distract myself from that.

Also, thanks to everyone who reads this, it means a lot to me <3

Y'all are very rad :>

Gerard POV 

After my nice, refreshing walk around the track, I decide to head in, because well, I'm not supposed to be outside. We have specific hours, and right now it's still breakfast hour. When I get back inside the building everyone seems to be throwing away whatever shitty food they decided not to eat, and then being forced back to the cells. Which means it's down time, which is fucking stupid because we've only been out of our cells for about an hour.

Seeing as I don't spot the mess of an afro, I assume Ray is already back at his cell, when I remember what he said. Well fuck. What if the new brat is already here? My chest tightens as I walk to my cell, praying to god that some newbie bitch isn't already here. When I make it there, I see him. Hunched over and sobbing. What the fuck? He's going to seriously get killed around here if he acts like a little bitch. I curse under my breath for my unluckiness and sit down on the wooden bed across from him.

Maybe this would be a good time to strike, just to kill him off now. Or, I could act all nice, and kill him when he trusts me. Both options are good, but the second seems to be a bit better. So I put on my "nice guy" face, and talk in a gentle tone.

"Hey, you okay? I'm Gerard. Need some help?"

He looks up, his eyes puffy and red, his cheeks stained with tears. God he looks so pathetic! It takes everything I have not to burst out laughing. Maybe he would benefit from it if I just kill him now. 

"No..I um, I'm okay..oh uh, and I'm Frank.." His voice is quiet shaky, and almost broken sounding. But hey, it's his fault for ending up in this mess. 

I decide to push on in this little fake friendship I'm trying to form. "So, what ended you up in this hellhole?"

"Oh, um..drugs, selling them, yeah..that's all." 

I nod and bite the inside of my cheek to stop from grinning. How pathetic, to be caught and sent to prison just for selling drugs. 

"Well I'm a murderer, I killed people." I still attempt to kill people even in this prison, but he doesn't need to know that.

He looks a bit shocked, but then looks down at his hands, almost looking scared as if I will hurt him. Maybe he already knows what I'm going to do.

I'm about to say something, but out of the blue he practically shouts out at me.

 "If you want to kill me just do it! I don't care! I'm going to be here until I'm old as fuck! Nobody cares about me anymore. My mom and dad disowned me when they found out I was being sent here for drugs, I don't have any siblings, and all my friends leave me! So if you're going to kill me, just fucking do it!"

Wow, maybe he does know I was planning to kill him.

Now, I say 'was' because with the actual tiny bit of human affection I have in my heart, I feel a little bad. I still have my little brother, Mikey, that cares about me, even if I did kill people. But Frank has nobody. 

What the fuck am I saying.

I'm supposed to hate people, I kill people. I mean, I don't hate Ray or Mikey, I'm not particularly fond of them, but I've also known them for a while.

This is just a little random ass kid.

Yet I still feel something.

Fuck you, Frank.

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ahh okay so hi

Sorry if Gerard is a bit harsh but that's what I'm kind of going for, for now at least

This took way longer to write then I thought it would oops :')

I'll probably update this again tonight lmao

Thanks again to those who actually take the time to read this trash <3