When hate runs deeper than blood

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Let's get into the fuckin smut mofo's
@ggmax11
Hate fuck + blood if I didn't make it obvious ;)

Let's get into the fuckin smut mofo's@ggmax11Hate fuck + blood if I didn't make it obvious ;)

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A fight had broken out in an underground club

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A fight had broken out in an underground club. Two rivals had clashed once again. There had been plenty of times Gerard and frank had clashed in the underground club and ended up in the back of a police van along with Mikey,Ray and Pete. They had been warned that next time they would go away for longer than a couple weeks. So now frank was running through the rainy streets jumping fences and ducking behind cars as the police chased him. He ducked behind a trash can and laid down on the cold wet concrete watching the cop lights zoom past where he was. He stayed there waiting for the sirens fade away.

He immediately jumped up and ran down the ally he was currently in. Luckily he knew this city like the back of his hand, there should be a hidden room to his left. Old mafia members had built this small hideout just for situations like this. Only the sound of his heartbeat and heavy combat boots stomping on the wet street could be heard.

He heard the sirens start up again and he turned his head back, he could see flashing in the distance. He ran into something that made him almost fall back on his ass.

He turned around and came face to face with Gerard. Their eyes both wide with adrenaline and shock. They both ran in the small room and frank closed the door. His heart in his throat as he heard the sirens zoom past the door and further on.

"What the fuck are you even doing here?" Gerard growled as he lit a cigarette in his shaky hands. Frank rolled his eyes "can you shut your fucking mouth? Seriously do you ever shut the fuck up?" Frank seething and pushed him further from him.
This room was about the size of a small walk in closet. Gerard eyebrows furrowed together, anger painted all over his face.

"Fuck you iero we only got in this mess because of you!" Gerard growled shoved frank. Frank wasn't gonna hold back, right now it was just him and Gerard. He reached out and planted a hard punch on Gerard's lower jaw. Gerard spat out his cigarette and immediately jumped on frank. He punched him, loving the way frank's lip started bleeding.

Frank flipped him over and punched Gerard repeatedly leaving the boy bleeding from his mouth and nose. He tangled his inked fingers in Gerard's black stringy hair, he held his head up by the hair and was about to punch him out for good when Gerard smirked.

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