My phone started ringing as I pulled up outside.
"Not now, Gerard,"I muttered and ignored the call. I got out of the car and pulled one of the guns out. I glanced up and down the darkening street before running across the road and diving into a bush below the front window. As I made sure no one followed me, I twisted on the silencer. Then my phone rang again.

"For fucks sake,"I grumbled and turned it off before slipping it back into my pocket. I took one more precautionary look before running to the front door. It was still unlocked from the last time I was here with Gerard. I shivered at the memory of losing him and almost fell over as I realised what I was doing.
"What the fuck am I doing here?"I asked myself. Gerard had asked me to wait. And I had told him I would. No I had promised him. He was going to hate me for going behind his back. I slowly found myself sitting on the front step, putting my head in my hands.

As I stared at the ground, something came into focus. A patch of blood. The memory of shooting those guys came back to me at full force along with that insane anger. That was why I was here. To kill the guys who kidnapped Gerard. To kill the dicks who infected him with that stupid hallucination shit. To kill Cole for killing my Mum. I was doing this for all of them.

I stood up and went inside the house. It was pitch black inside, none of the fading light reached the hallway. The ceiling was lined with lightbulbs for a good reason. I slowly started creeping down, trying to find the door to the basement. Usually, to get to basements you had to go under the stairs so I opened the door, hoping to god it was there.

"Yes! Fuck,"I slapped my hand over my mouth. Why the fuck had I just shouted? That was the stupidest thing I could do. I listened out to see if anyone had heard me. I couldnt hear a damn thing except for a car backfiring a few streets over. I carefully and quietly closed the door behind me before feeling with my foot for the stairs down into the basement.