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

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Frank POV 

We run at the scrawny guard, Gerard practically tackling him and pinning him to the floor, as I retrieve his gun and keys. 

Andrew, the guard, is completely dumbfounded and surprised with our actions. Before he gets the chance to scream out, Gerard clamps a hand over his mouth. 

"Gerard you know that won't permanently shut him up.."

He nods, motioning towards the gun.

"Give it."

I gasp aloud and look at him in horror, my eyes wide. He didn't deserve to die! He's just some innocent guard we are using to get ourselves out of here, but he doesn't need to die for us to leave!"

Gerard just rolls his eyes, scowling a bit afterwards.

"Stop it, I'm not going to kill him, alright? Just trust me."

I give a quick nod in response, hesitantly handing the gun over to Gerard. He takes it from my grasp, then hold the gun over his head, to then bring the end of the gun in contact with Andrew, the guards head. I look away, not able to watch. Though it was cruel of Gerard, he got him to pass out, which means he can't scream.

Gerard then gets up and drags Andrew into our cell, shutting and locking the cell door as we leave. 

I stay close to Gerard as we quietly make our way down the hall, rounding the corner into the cafeteria. He then grabs ahold of my arm and drags me behind a table, ducking away from various guards. From the looks of it, there are four currently in here. How the hell can we even get outside with this many guards here?

I turn to Gerard for answers, unsure of what to really do.

"Hey, uh, I doubt we can actually get passed them, so how do we actually escape?"

He presses his index finger to my lips to silence me, giving me a soft smile as he whispers back to me.

"Just leave it to me, okay?"

I hesitantly nod as he turns his back to me, aiming the gun down the hallway. He pulls the trigger and the shot rings out, before a chaos of screaming begins. The guards quickly dash down the hallway, leaving the two of us unnoticed in the now empty cafeteria. 

Gerard grabs ahold of my arm and pulls me up, as we then run to the doors leading to the outside area where we get our daily exercise. He jams the key into the lock, twisting and turning it until it unlocks. We both push open the doors, the cool night air rushing in. We waste no time as we run out, practically being submerged into darkness. It was hard to see anything out here. 

Gerard quietly informs me that there are cameras out here (I obviously was aware of that, it's a goddamn prison). We make our way to the fence, trying to figure out the best way to get over. Gerard decides to lift me onto his shoulders so I can hop over, then help him. After I successfully make it over, I extend my hand out, which he takes, and then we're both over and technically, we're free. 

"Hey! What the hell?!"

Just as we made it over the fence, a bright flashlight beamed onto the both of us. I stood frozen in fear, though Gerard didn't. He grabs me by the arm, and starts running towards where we think a street is.

"Frank snap out of it! C'mon run already!"

I snap out of my shock of fear, as Gerard us practically dragging me behind him. 

"Alright sorry, I was just surprised. That's all."

We run for about another ten minutes, until we do in fact, make it to a street leading into the busy road of Jersey city. 

Gerard turns to me and grabs my hand, squeezing it lightly.

"Alright, Frank, we are going to have to go back to the prison now."

I ripped my hand away from his, in utter shock.

"What the fuck! We just left! Hell no, I'm not going back!"

He sighs lightly, rolling his eyes.

"You dumbass, it's so we can steal a police car, there's a lot at the front of the building, and if we want to get far away, we're going to need to steal one."

Oh, right. Yeah, I'm a fucking idiot.

We jog the way back, being careful to stay away from busy roads so we aren't seen by any people in the city. Once we make it back, there seems to be no guards outside, though like Gerard said, there are quite a few police cars sitting out. Five to be exact. 

We sprint to the car farthest from the building, and Gerard pulls out the various keys from his pockets. Thankfully, one of the ten plus keys on the keychain works, and unlocks the car.

"Look, There's Way and Iero!"

There is now guards swarming out from the building, getting closer to us and the car by the second. 

"Frank get the hell in!" Gerard screams, shoving me in the passenger seat.

Just as the guards are starting to surround the car, Gerard gets in and slams the door, then locking the car from the inside. Now, there is about thirty-something guards surrounding the car, all with guns pointed straight at us. 

"Close your eyes, okay?"

He whispered the words so softly I could barely hear it, but I just nod and complies to what he says. After I do so, Gerard steps on the gas, having the car rush forward. 

Only seconds later, I feel thuds from other neath the car, along with muffled screaming before we speed off.

Oh god.

He ran them over.

"You can open your eyes now, Frankie."

He speaks calmly, as if it had never happened. 

A part of me wants to refuse, but I don't, forcing my eyes to pry open, as I try to avoid looking at the spots of splattered blood on the windshield.

I look up at Gerard, and I can tell he feels no sadness or remorse for what he had just done. He's cold, and emotionless.

Well, he almost is. 

Because he cares about me, and that's not emotionless in the slightest.

He cares, so we escaped that hellhole, even though some blood had to be shed.

We did it.

Together.

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Ayeayeaye welcome back to another shitty chapter 

Okay so no this is not the end, unless people want it to be, so let me know

But I'm planning on writing some more and extending this story a bit more, unless it's not wanted

Hopefully this was okay <33