Frank POV

I walked up the tall stairs case, 3 boxes in my arms. I had just moved into a town called Belleville in New Jersey. and I hate it. My mum won't let me go outside after 6 PM because of all the crime in this place. apparently last week their was a body found in the local park.I mean what kind of fucked up place did we move to?

I sighed and walked into my new room setting down the boxes as I starred to unpack clothes and hang them up before taking a box labelled FRANK'S POSTERS. I stuck them all up until most of the walls and the ceiling were covered and I was now satisfied with how the room looked.

I heard a gasp from down stairs and I walked down to see my mother was watching the news.

"earlier today, 16 year old bert mccracken was found dead in his back garden, with a knife in his chest. the finger prints of the 19 year old, serial killer Gerard Way were found on the knife. Police are still on the on the look out for Gerard Way, so if you have any information please contact us right away" then a picuture of Gerard came up on the screen
In the picture Gerard had black hair and black make up going across his eyes in a bar and he was wearing a black shirt with a red tie and this hands were over his heart.

What kind of killer just leaves his finger prints at the murder scene? that seems kind of stupid.

"isn't that terrible Frank?" My mother said as the picture of the boy that had been murdered came up on screen.

"yeah, I guess" I said walking into the kitchen and pouring myself some coffee.

I never understood why people killed other people. I never understood why people killed anything! (I'm a vegetarian)

" Frank I don't want you going outside unless its the middle of the day, okay?" She said looking at me with a worried expression.

I sighed with annoyance "why did we even move to this town?"

"you know why, Frank, you were getting beat up at that old school, do you think I could just leave you in that school?" She said

"yes but why here, its got so much crime! I mean we've only been here a few hours and a murder has been reported!"

"it was cheap frank, and I'm not made of money so unless you can pull enough money for a house out of your ass then you'll need to deal with it" she said glaring

I sighed and walked up to my room. I can already tell this place is gonna suck.

Notes

HELLO! this is my first fan-fic on this website! how are you!

I'm Natalie by the way but you can call me Nat :)

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to the end -MCR