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Pills don't help but it sure is funny

I think I'd love to die alone

I smile over at Bob and point at the big building, he recongize it from the times we used to
smoke together there. At least that's what I think, Bob is a tough cookie. "It's fun how you can
tell which apartment is yours" he says and points over to a bunch of Black Flag and Green Day shirts. I roll my eyes, "can't I dry clothes without a ginger pointing it out?" I joked. "Well
scuse' me" he giggled and pulled into the garage. I almost forget that we were running away from Gerard, I guess he couldn't be in the garage. I hadn't seen him running after us,
"so do you remember protection?,
You might get preggers" he joked and winked at me.
I just avoid him and walk towards the elevator. I pressed the up button and look as my neighbours are coming home. I hadn't seen them before, but I guess they were friends
of Ben. A girl, long brown hair to her shoulder, curvy body and wearing a
Bob Marley shirt. A greasy short, chubby kid, with hair combed back, and a dirty Misfits shirt.
They both smelled smoke and it almost made me drop, but Bob only
stood and waited for the elevator not noticing them.
They came up behind us, "When he jumped that old man, that was so funny"
the girl said in a quite annoying voice. I just lift my head and wait for the elevator, "I only want to get inside because you have nutella" Bob shrugged and laughed. I laughed with him,
"well I'm only letting you in because you gave me delicious coffee"
I muttered under my breath trying not to make him hear me.
"Thank you kitten"
Bob said and put his hand on my head and pet me jokingly.
"You look like a bulldog" I hiss back and made him laugh, I see that the teenagers
behind us seem to be intrested in what we were talking about.
"Gimme your white magic" Bob suddenly said as the elevator came,
I just look at him with a poker face. "Nicotine gum." I smile at him
and take it in his mouth as I walk into the elevator. "Faggots"
the girl whispered under her breath as she stepped in.
I just look down and bite my lip, I see that Bob is clenching his fists.
It seem like forever until the elevator stop, the two teenagers get out.
After they get out Bob immediatly says "says a girl with that guy"
I just look at him confused. "Forget it," he giggles, I was pretty used by this by the time.

----

We get up in the apartment and I walk in seeing that there was blood
on the floor, Bob were still getting his jacket off. I quickly run to where
the blood were and I put a sweater over it. "nice place, sorta dark"
he admitted, I pull the curtains away and run and make my bed. "I weren't expecting company"
I stated and smile a fake smile. Seeing that the whole apartment were kitchen, couch, bed, tv and a seperate bathroom. It's not that hard to keep clean. But I
were too lazy, I see Bob looking in my fridge. Wasn't much to see, mashed potatoes wrapped up. An half empty nutella jar and some butter. "I see you're a heavy eater" he says sarcasticly
I just point at him and take off my shirt. Changing to a big baggy
red Green day shirt and throw myself on my couch. Bob sat down with a butter knife
and a nutella jar, "this is fucking good y'know" he cheered and grin.
"Nah" I say and put my legs on his lap, he just looks at me as I grab my phone up.
I lay down for a couple of minutes checking through instagram until I get bored.
"So you're gonna eat up my nutella and leave?" I ask trying to sound offended but left a little giggle at the end. "I came here because I'm homeless" he whispered as his smile dissapeared.
"Didn't you live with that lemon girl?" I asked trying to sound extremely calm.
"She said rude things about my weight.." He whispered, I try not to laugh.
For looking so tough, he sure weren't. Atleast not confident.

I hear a knocking at the door, I stand up and almost trip in my own feet as I throw myself at the door. "Fuck..." I whisper as I look out the peep hole to see a black haired pale, beaten up man.
Yeah Gerard, I sigh and look over Bob who just sat there.
"We're fucked"

Notes

I tried to make a longer chapter, and I really like this Frank/Bob thing I got going c;.

(comments make me update faster)

Comments

@Sharpest_Life_B
I explained the reason why I won't write anymore, but I think the ending is better left to the imagination of the reader!

royalpeach royalpeach
2/25/17

What? So Frank just stays w Ben? Wy didn't u just have him go back to Gee?

Sharpest_Life_B Sharpest_Life_B
2/25/17

Augh

Sharpest_Life_B Sharpest_Life_B
2/14/17

UPDATE IMMEDIATLEY

xoxorhnnn xoxorhnnn
8/14/16

loved these couple of chapters (: can't wait for the next !

PurpleNoki PurpleNoki
7/7/16