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oh god I'm so tired-


Frank POV

I had started clutching to Gerard out of fear.

I didn't think we'd have to leave so soon.

Fucking hell we had just gotten here! 

I was frozen in panic, though Gerard was not. He pried my shaking hands off him, as he pulled on a spare black hoodie we had bought. He raised the hood over his head, covering his hair and part of the top of his face. He then walked back over to me, pulling my hood over my head as well, snapping me back to reality.

"We need to get going, okay Frank?"

His voice was so calm and soothing. He wasn't scared at all, which considering our circumstances, is a bit surprising, but also not because well, he's Gerard. 

There's the sound of someone pounding their fist against the door again, along with the screaming of the front desk woman.

"I said open the hell up, the cops are here you little shits!" 

Still unable to react much, Gerard grabs his gun, then motions me to the window. Since it's a motel, there isn't that huge of a jump, but I doubt there aren't cops already there.

"Frank, go, come on, we can't wait here much longer."

I nod, hesitantly walking to the window. I flip up the latch, then open the window. The cool air rushes in, a light breeze hitting my face. I look back to Gerard, motioning for me to jump already. I take in a shaky breath, pulling myself up, and out the window. 

My feet hit the asphalt of the practically empty parking lot. There's still a few cars, including four police cars, one of them being the one Gerard and I had stolen.  

Looking back at the window, I notice Gerard has not yet jumped from the window as well. Just as I start to worrying, I hear sudden yelling, along with gunshots. 

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

I then see Gerard practically fall from the window, his hand at his side, his other holding our bag of limited and money, and the gun.

 I'm not an idiot, from his twisted up and pained expression, I can tell he's been shot. 

"Frank." He hisses out my name, tossing the gun to me, which I thankfully catch. "You're going to have to shoot now."

"What, Gerard no, I'm not-"

"I know you're not a goddamned murderer, but you're going to have to shoot. Alright?"

I sigh and nod, going over to help him up. I don't know if I can shoot someone, I don't know if I have it in me to kill another person. 

I really just don't know.

I have to practically drag Gerard over to the car we had stolen, then shove him in the passengers seat. Once I'm about to hop into the drivers seat, sudden voices are yelling at me.

"Freeze, stand still, hands up Iero!" 

I swiftly turn around, holding one of my hands up, keeping the one with the gun behind my back.

"You shit, I said hands, as I both!" 

There's three of them, stepping closer to me with every second passing. 

I know Gerard is talking, and even if he was, I wouldn't be able to hear him, since he's in the car.

Yet, I still can hear his voice.

"Shoot Frank, shoot."

So I then take the gun out from behind my back, quickly aiming the best I can, and pulling the trigger.

The shots ring through my ears as I watch the bullet lodge into two of the guys abdomens, and the other in one of their heads, blood splattering onto the ground as they fall. 

Before I can process what I've done, I yank open the car door, and forcefully slam it shut as I sit in the drivers seat. 

I toss the gun back to Gerard, his hand still at his side. He doesn't say a word as I start up the car, slamming my foot down on the gas. 

I had actually killed a man, no, I actually killed three.

Am I sinking as low as true criminals? 

Not just selling drugs, but taking the lives of living, breathing, human beings.

As I start to lose myself in thought, Gerard finally breaks the silence between us.

"Frank?"

"What."

He hesitates before speaking, his voice quieter then usual.

"We need to go back to Jersey."


Sorry for such a short chapter, it's a bit rushed because I've only had about 45 minutes to write up this whole thing

Hopefully I can update this soon with an actual, decent chapter

Oh and here you go AJ, another chapter for you lmao 

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