Ꭰ Ꭼ Ꮇ Ꭺ (joshler) ON HOLD

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tyler woke up to the sound of a siren sounding. he was pretty sure the loud blaring could be heard all the way out in the ocean. he sat up from his uncomfortable bed and stretched, bones cracking in the process. he looked to his left. josh and andy were still asleep, but gerard was gone.

"where could he be?" tyler thought to himself. he looked to his right and saw that mikey was awake, doodling away in a notebook.

"morning asshole." tyler said. mikey flipping him off in return. "where'd your brother go?" tyler asked. mikey shrugged.

"no idea,man." mikey started. "he usually leaves early to go get things like food , but i don't know." tyler modded in response.

"oh,ok." tyler replied.

the two sat in silence when suddenly andy bolted upright from his sleeping position.

"what the fuck is that noise?!" he shouted. tyler put his finger to his lips, pointing down to a sleeping josh.

"it's a siren," tyler started. "they're looking for you and josh, the siren is to warn citizens of potentially dangerous people." andy rolled his eyes.

"great, so now we're fugitives?" mikey nodded.

"pretty much." andy was getting ready to say something when the garage door opened, revealing gerard standing behind it with bags in his hand. mikey put his notebook down and sat up.

"where the hell have you been gee? it's dangerous out there!" mikey shouted. gerard walked in, shutting the garage door behind him and sitting his bags on his bed.

"i was out getting supplies." gerard stated flatly.

"supplies for what?" andy asked. gerard dug in one of his bags and pulled out a flier.

"this is what." he said handing the paper to andy. the paper had a composite sketch of andy and josh. the flier stated that the two were fugitives on the run, possibly dangerous. they were offering 2 thousand dollars for their return.

"fuck." andy mumbled under his breath.

"so what's in the bags?" mikey asked

"stuff to help disguise them, since they both stand out like sore thumbs." gerard said. "i bought hair dye for josh and make up, contacts, and different clothes for andy."

"why do i need make up?" andy asked.

"it's to cover your tattoos. no one here has tattoos besides the one's on our wrists. we also need to pack up and head out of here by tonight."

mikey choked on air. "what?! why are we leaving?" he shouted.

"it's too risky. we're in the middle of the city. both of us are already in conflict and now we have two fugitives in tow. if we're caught they're gonna kill us. all of us."

tyler sat next to mikey, who now had tears in his eyes, and put his arm around him.

"where the hell are we going to go gerard? we have no one. we're two homeless teens tryna make the most of ourselves."

"i've got a place for us to go mikey, please calm down. we're all going to be alright."

"who?" andy asked.

"his name is dominic harrison. he lives a few hours from here. he said we can take shelter there for as long as we need."

"what time do we have to leave here?" tyler asked.

"now."

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"how much longer?" josh asked from the back seat. they guys had packed up most of the stuff from the garage and got on the road. they stopped by tyler's apartment so he could grab some things and write a letter to his parents.