Bullets
Blood stained snow
The feeling was worse than getting beaten your hardest.
"Ray, no!" I cried as he approached the door.
I had been trying to stop him the whole time we were walking, but nothing seemed to work.
"We have to goddamnit!" Ray screamed in response.
"Ray... I'll... I'll kill myself if you do! It's not like I have anything to live for anyways..."
Rays face was shocked.
"But... Frank... You do have something to live for."
"Like what? Getting beaten everyday? Getting starved? Yeah. That's totally something I can live for." I stormed off, not knowing where I was going.
I left Ray standing at the door to my house. I had a feeling he was debating whether to confront Gerard or not.
"Frank, please." Ray had caught up to me, just as I was about to make it into the nearby woods.
"Leave me be. I just need some time." I said, not lifting my head.
I heard Rays foot steps slowly fade away as I made my way into the woods. I sat down on a fallen log and looked around.
I noticed something shiny in the ground. I got up and picked it up, only to notice that it was a pocket knife. It looked like a brand new one too.
I spun the pocket knife in between my fingers before deciding to carve something into the log.
Save me -oxfrnk
I smiled down at my words, before getting an idea.
I placed the blade on my wrist, and slowly dragged it across. I did it a second time, this time going faster. I kept increasing my speeds, until my arm was full of deep, bloody cuts.
Some of my blood dripped into the snow, leaving prints that dried into a burnt read color. There was a puddle of blood right by the log now, along with my message.
I placed the knife in my pocket, making my way back to my house.
When I finally got there, Gerard wasn't home. Perfect.
-Rays POV-
I walked around the woods, looking for frank and hollering his name.
"Frank?" I hollered. Nothing.
Whats that? I made my way over to what looked like i pile of blood, along with a message carved into a log.
Save me -oxfrnk
The note read.
Goddamnit no. Did he find my knife? I accidentally forgot to come back for my knife when I realized that I dropped it.
I knew I should've picked it up.
I ran back to my house and slammed my face into my pillows.
Where did I fuck up?
-Frankie's POV-
"Bitch, I'm back!" Gerard yelled.
"And you were gone for FOUR hours. Didn't I tell you three was enough!"
Gerard took my shoulders and slammed me up against the wall, kneeing my stomach.
My face filled with rage. I was done with this shit.
I moved my fingers around the life until I could find the handle. I flipped open the blade and drew it out of my pocket, and without even thinking, I impaled Gerard's chest with the knife.
He fell to the ground, grasping the knife.
"I'm sorry." He managed to whisper, before slowly slipping away.
"Ray, no!" I cried as he approached the door.
I had been trying to stop him the whole time we were walking, but nothing seemed to work.
"We have to goddamnit!" Ray screamed in response.
"Ray... I'll... I'll kill myself if you do! It's not like I have anything to live for anyways..."
Rays face was shocked.
"But... Frank... You do have something to live for."
"Like what? Getting beaten everyday? Getting starved? Yeah. That's totally something I can live for." I stormed off, not knowing where I was going.
I left Ray standing at the door to my house. I had a feeling he was debating whether to confront Gerard or not.
"Frank, please." Ray had caught up to me, just as I was about to make it into the nearby woods.
"Leave me be. I just need some time." I said, not lifting my head.
I heard Rays foot steps slowly fade away as I made my way into the woods. I sat down on a fallen log and looked around.
I noticed something shiny in the ground. I got up and picked it up, only to notice that it was a pocket knife. It looked like a brand new one too.
I spun the pocket knife in between my fingers before deciding to carve something into the log.
Save me -oxfrnk
I smiled down at my words, before getting an idea.
I placed the blade on my wrist, and slowly dragged it across. I did it a second time, this time going faster. I kept increasing my speeds, until my arm was full of deep, bloody cuts.
Some of my blood dripped into the snow, leaving prints that dried into a burnt read color. There was a puddle of blood right by the log now, along with my message.
I placed the knife in my pocket, making my way back to my house.
When I finally got there, Gerard wasn't home. Perfect.
-Rays POV-
I walked around the woods, looking for frank and hollering his name.
"Frank?" I hollered. Nothing.
Whats that? I made my way over to what looked like i pile of blood, along with a message carved into a log.
Save me -oxfrnk
The note read.
Goddamnit no. Did he find my knife? I accidentally forgot to come back for my knife when I realized that I dropped it.
I knew I should've picked it up.
I ran back to my house and slammed my face into my pillows.
Where did I fuck up?
-Frankie's POV-
"Bitch, I'm back!" Gerard yelled.
"And you were gone for FOUR hours. Didn't I tell you three was enough!"
Gerard took my shoulders and slammed me up against the wall, kneeing my stomach.
My face filled with rage. I was done with this shit.
I moved my fingers around the life until I could find the handle. I flipped open the blade and drew it out of my pocket, and without even thinking, I impaled Gerard's chest with the knife.
He fell to the ground, grasping the knife.
"I'm sorry." He managed to whisper, before slowly slipping away.
Notes
I've been reading your comments, and I want to say thank you for all the awesome comments! I love you all! Thanks for the suggestions and complements!!! <3And this story is far from over... Gerard might have been stabbed, but that's not the end >:)
@Decay Solstice
Thank you so much! It means a lot!
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