My Chem Rewritten Stories: Kick-Ass 2

Gerard's POV

"A handgun bullet travels at more than 700 miles per hour" Frank said, as he leaned into his rucksack to pull out the weapon with the wind catching his jet black hair. It was just me and him on the plain building site, only a small patch of ground cleared around us, amost in the shape of an arena or stadium. Rubble surrounded us, we were in the middle of what seemed like nowhere. Of course, it wasn't for Frank. He knew all the good hideout spots for us to train up. After his Dad was murdered by D'amico's gang, Marcus had taken him into his care. He still was doing all the crime fighting behind his back. It was him and me, against the world. I stepped back realising the gun, almost in shock that he had it.
"Holy shit, absolutley not!" I said, stepping back, as he just cocked the gun.
"Look pansy, if you don't want to do it, you don't have to do it." He held the handgun firmly in his right hand.
"Well good, because I don't want to do it!"
"Fine!" he said, putting up his hands. Before I knew it, he pulled the trigger aiming straight for my chest. The blow was so massive that I found myself lying on the mound of rubble in a flash. Fucking hell.
"Oh my, that's amazing!" I yelled, panting, getting up and pulling the bullet out of my defensive vest. He just stood there, with his hand to his face giggling. I steadied myself and got to my feet.
"So..." he pulled out a revolver, "ready to go again?" A grin spread across his face. Like, what the fuck? Could he not see that I could have died if my bulletproof vest wasn't in the right place, and now he wants to shoot me again? That cute little shithead.
"Fuck no!" I shouted, possibly a little too loud. Although, who cares? It's not like anyone can hear us.
"Fine." He said, sighing, still fiddling with the gun between his hands. I walked forwards towards him.
"Don't say fine and then just shoot me in the chest because it's not cool...like at all." I was conscious now. I dusted off the rubble that was on my face and pushed the hair out of my eyes.
"O-kay!" The expression on his face was priceless. I admit, I was being a pussy, but I'd rather not do this endeavour anymore. Couldn't we just train some other way? I walked away, keeping my eye on him as I turned. "Jeez." he muttered under his breath. Before I could even go back to the place I was originally standing, the trigger had already been pulled, and I was flung face first into rock.
Goddamn, this was going to be a long training day.

Notes

And there's the first chapter! Thank you so much for reading, if you enjoyed this I'm glad you did. I'll be updating again later tonight, and so hopefully you'll have that to look forward too, or dred. Either. Please comment, and subscribe if you liked it and you want to be told whenever I make a new update.

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