Behind The Words

So Im going to tell you a story, about five beautiful guys. That went to Jail... It started like this;

We were in the middle of a resteraunt in New Jersey. When all of a sudden there was a commotion. A commotion that we started, yes. But it was not entirely our faults. There was also anther man, Paul, who was also part of the commotion. My Gang; Me (Gerard), Mikey, Ray, Frank and Bob. We call ourselves the Killjoys. We are a group of Misfits from the land Of Revenge. Our job is, as our home is called, to get revenge on anyone who has done anything wrong. But I have Astrayed from the story. Anyway; We were in a resteraunt Called 'De Jours'. As you can probably tell. It was a nice resteraunt. So Me and my gang were having a fake dinner there while Paul was making an arrest in the Alley.... Some guy, stole something, blah blah blah. The usual. When out of nowhere there was the sound of a gun being fired. We all jumped up suddenly pulling out our Guns as we surveyed the resteraunt.
Paul Came in with a hand pressed to his Shoulder, where it was blossoming red with blood. He nodded once to say that the person that shot him was dead. We all nodded back but still stood with our guns out. We waited for maybe another 10 mins when the door Shattered open, Glass and Wood going everywhere. A swarm of 45 men came tearing in shooting everything and everyone in there path, including us. Soon they had overpowered us and we stood there surrounded waiting for whatever was going to come next. Just as we thought they were going to shoot us. The police showed up. But instead of taking the people holding us at gunpoint to prison. Try took us.

We were all in one cell. One week later. Some of us in better condition than the others. And we were working on a new song to add to our collection. We had just finished it when Ray started acting in one his delirious moods that he had been getting lately. He started acting as if he were high and was very rude to some of us. We had to knock him out to keep him quiet. Soon we decided on a plan to escape. But before we could even start to put it to action. Police came in then and told us we were free to go. Someone had springed us. We all walked out of the room waiting to see who had helped us get out. And we were all amazed to see Bexley standing with a gun on her hip. The only thing I heard her say before I fainted was the soft whisper "Gerard".

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