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Sex and violence.

Chapter fifty four

"Um.." Frank muttered as he walked through the motel room, staring right at the boy on the couch.

"Frank, seriously we can explain." Justin said, hopping off the couch and walking towards to short boy.

"Explain what? How did he even get here?" Frank said, waving his hands over to the couch.

"I... He called me and I just told him where we were.." Justin whispered.

"Dude, are you crazy! What if the cops come here right now and arrest us all!"

"They won't, Chris.. well..." Justin trailed on.

"Don't fucking tell me Bob's in the back of his truck." Frank glared at the boys.

"What other choice did we have?!" Justin barked back at Frank.

"I don't know.. fuck... well what do we do?" Frank asked, his hands pulling on his greasy brown hair.

"Find a place to hide the body? Take him to the hospital? I don't fucking know!" Justin cried, tears coming out of his eyes.

"The hospital.. why didn't anyone fucking think of that before? We'll.. we need a cover story." Frank pointed out.

"What if we just say we found him?" Justin suggested.

"What? Dude fuck now, then the police will be involved and we'll be caught for sure."

"What else are we supposed to say??"

"Just tell them we were fucking around and he fell on glass.." Frank said. "Is the glass still in him?"

Justin nodded.

"Then okay." Frank sighed.

"Do we drive him there or do we call 9-11." Chris spoke up.

"shit... um, Chris do you still have those beers in the back of your truck?"

Chris nodded.
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After the short trip to the parking lot, Frank and Chris began dumping the beer down the bathtub as they placed three bottles on the counter top. Soon smashing them against the patio when Frank noticed something.

"Shit.." He muttered.

"What?" Chris said, turning his head and facing Frank.

"What are we supposed to do for blood?"

"Fuck.." Chris cursed. "Does Gerard still puke blood."

"What?!" Frank shout whispered.

"remember he used to puke blood whenever he was punched in the stomach?"

"Dude, you're not fucking punching blood out of him." Frank glared at him.

"What other choice do we have?" Chris snarled.

"I.. Fuck... whatever.. but it was your idea."
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"Ready?" Chris asked Gerard as he stood on the patio.

"I still can't bel-" Gerard said as he was cut off with a huge blow to his stomach.

Repeated with another two before he fell to the ground, holding his stomach.

"Fuck, Chris it's not working!" Frank panicked as he watched Gerard groan on the ground.

"Just give it time." Chris mumbled.
"See there he goes." He added as Gerard's back began bucking as the sounds of gags filled the area.

Soon enough red puke was spilled out on the snow.

"That is the grossest thing I've ever seen." Justin said, peeking out from the back door.

"Yeah,well wanna volunteer." Gerard cursed as he stayed on all fours.

"Nah I think I'm good." He said, continuing to stare at the crimson snow.

"Shut up and help me figure out how we'll get his body over here with no one noticing." Chris barked as he walked back inside.

"We'll just.. we'll but him on our shoulders and walk him over here like he's drunk. It's New Year's no one's going to fucking notice." Frank said.

"Then let's go." Chris snarled as he walked out the motel door, Frank following him to the parking lot.

"God he's heavy." Frank huffed as he began pulling Bob's body from the car.

"Tell me about it." Chris added as he pulled the rest of his body out. Pulling one of his hands over his shoulder and the other over Frank's as the walked him around the back to the bloody scene. Dropping Bob face first on the pool of blood.

"Dude, we are so going to hell."

Notes

Update, probably the climax of the story before things start going all down hill, I might think of a sequel idk yet. but thanks for everything, views, commets and rates and subscribers, I appreciate it and the more you comment the more I want to update so leave more commets! I love them!

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Comments

This just ripped me to pieces.

Lost_Soul Lost_Soul
1/18/16

Oh no no no! He called him Drew I cannot keep reading I'm about to DIE!

KayKay KayKay
6/30/15

I'm rereading this bc its life

xXLudicrousXx xXLudicrousXx
6/2/15

Wow, im so sad that gerard and drew died (I got a bit confused at the end hospital scene, thinking gerard had survived) but damn that was a good ending, if you write a proper novel for sure I'd read it

@Blood Bunny
I don't know how id make a sequel out of this one but I'm trying to come up with another good story line that doesn't die out O: