Sex and violence.

Frank's P.O.V


"Chris, what are you doing? We have to go, like now?"


"No, I'm not leaving." Chris refused.



"What the- you know what. Fine, Justin let's go." I screamed as anger started to rush through me, grabbing Justin's hand and dragging him back to my car.


"Frank you're not really leaving him, are you?"


"What other choice do I have? Plus I'm not the one who killed him." Right when the words leaked from my mouth, I soon regretted them. Justin's head hung over his lap as he stayed quiet.


I sighed.


"I'm sorry, that was.. Uncalled for.." My voice stayed quiet, and so did Justin.



After a few minutes I turned the keys to start the engine, leaving the scene as fast as I could, driving into the high way.



Finally after about ten minutes of driving, Justin got the guts to say something, "where are we going?" He mumbled.



"Anywhere but here." I groaned, irritated because even I didn't know where we were going.



"What, why?" His head looked up.



"Do you want to get caught!?" I snapped.



"No.." He muttered, looking back down at his lap again.



I couldn't find any more words to say, so I stayed silent, only sighing as I kept on driving.



"What about Gerard?" Justin asked,



His question stared repeating itself in my head.


Shit


What am I going to do about Gerard?


"Um.. Jus let me think. Please." I begged while my foot stepped on the break for a red light.


Gerard wasn't part of the scene, so he's fine, right?


Yeah... Maybe..

Notes

Short bad update. Still grounded, I have to compete in forensics. Life

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