Life On The Murder Scene

It didn't even occur to me how much persuading we would need to do for Hayley not to take us to the chief.
So now i was back in his blue wash office again, with Gerard. As the chief looked us up and down, i couldn't help but smirk and share a loud inward laugh with myself.
I am his karma.
"So boys...i expect you know why your here?" His fingers were laced around yet another crappy biro which flooded ink when he put it to paper.
"Yes yeti." I murmered quite stiffly, however loud enough that he caught me mumbling it.
"Excuse me.." He looked down at the reports to find my name. "Frank."
"He said 'yes sir' chief." Gerard covered for me, so i shot him a sideways grin, confusing the chief because he probably thought it was him i was smiling at. To be honest, i didn't move my jaw that much for just anybody.
"Right...so let me get this straight." He carried on, stacking the reports whilst he spoke. "My colleague who witnessed it, reported that you had tied this 'innocent' boy to his bed post with cuffs of my property and were caught ten metres away from him, branding a sturdy baton at the waist." I tried to hold back from laughing when Gerard's mouth hit open and the whole descriptions reality fell over him.
"Well you see chief...i-it wasn't li-"
"Tell the truth Gerard, i've let you off too many times." Yeti man lent right across his desk; Gerard a stuttering mess, hands curling, tense in his lap.
"Fine, it's true." He mumbled admittedly.
"What?!" My hand soon shot to cover my mouth. "I-i mean y-yeah...it is true."
"Well Gerard, i'm not happy. This is your first warning, don't make me have to see you here again." Gerard gulped at his words, nodding vigorously.
After that, we just walked out of the room in utter silence. You'd have thought he would at least attempt to defend himself. But no, he just simply gave himself over like i had the day i was sent here. It was strange seeing him so weak under the chiefs orders. He was showing emotions i didn't even think a patrol officer could.
Now, out of the office and in the corridor, his face had softened a bit so his cheek bones weren't so contorted and eyes weren't sinking down to the wrinkles of his eyelashes.
"Why Gerard? You weren't meant to come out guilty, i'm not meant to get away with it."
"Sometimes it's just best to fess up to something, even if you didn't do it. It's better anyway then that man shouting at me, trust me i've seen it...no one likes him angry."
"So...am i meant to apologise?"
"Don't bother. I bet tying yourself to that bed post took all the nergy out of you." He actually said the words sincerely, no hint of sarcasm at all. I felt all tingly all of a sudden because of this guy excepting my disobedience and extremely annoying fertileness.
Now, as we walked down the corridor, somehow i wanted him to be sarcastic and playful with me. There was a hint of his personality, i knew that was screaming out the fact that he needed to loosen up a bit. If only i could find a way to see him in the light of the guy he actually is.
"It's your first day of work today Frankie." He said all fo a sudden.
"What?!" I glowered down to the floor, my feet now scraping across the laminate tiling.
"Sorry i didn't tell you sooner." His hand curled around the bone of my arm, and guided me outside where the sun was actually shining.
"You'll be breaking down rocks today with a ick axe, the rest of your group are doing the same." I looked across to see the group of crazy personalities, that sat on the same cafeteria table as me, wave ecstatically back at me.
They were all standing behind piles of large rock, and had pick axes swinging loosely on their grasp. I groaned loudly, looking at how much work i had to do, and how little i was going to be procrastinating today.
"Can't i just go back to my cell?" I whined at Gerard who was still leading me over to my place behind the rocks.
"Here you go." He stepped back a bit and handed me the pick axe, a light smile painted on his face. Before he went, he lent forward a bit and brought his lips to my ear.
"Do the work, get it over and done with, and after we can hang out a bit in your room. You said you wanted to get to know me better." I grinned a bit, his breath still near my ear. I was guessing that my actions had made it pretty obvious i was agitated about being here and wanted a friend, or at least someone decent to communicate with.
"Your not aloud are you?"
"Oh, i have plenty of excuses." He pulled away from my side to glare at me, a smirk of defiance written all over him. Man, that looked hot..
"See you Frankie, i'll be waiting right behind you." I saw him walk the couple of steps behind me toward the building to stand next to the five other patrol officers, including Hayley. They all stood in a line, and with the sound of a whistle, we started to it at the rocks.
I raised the axe up into the air and swung it back down. Hopefully, i would find a good technique to get this down to rubble fast. Whilst i kept hitting down on the rocks, i looked sideways to see the rest of my cafeteria friends hitting away. Jimmy was in full cocnentration, tongue sticking out of his mouth, sweat glazed on his forehead.
"Jimmy!" I shouted, catching his attention.
"Oh hey Frank! Doing well?" He questioned back. Strangely, he was multi-tasking. Hitting at the rocks, whilst looking at me and in coversation.
"Im gonna be fucking exhausted after this!"
"It's gonna give you some muscles, all pays off!" He shouted, and then turned back to his work.
I didn't know how long we were working for, so i just kept my head down and let the tiredness pass over. Soon, i had a fast paced technique mastered, and my arm was pumping up and down. I was guessing it had been an hour now, hopefully not much longer before we were to stop. It had started to get tiring as well as working, but not talking, so i started singing.
It was kind of like an army chant, and soon, my words were being repeated by the other guys with grins plastered on their faces.
'I don't want to work all day!'
'I don't want to work all day!'
'If sleeps and option, well i may!'
'If sleeps and option, well i may!'
'The officers are a bunch of dicks!'
'The officers are a bunch of dicks!'
'The chief makes them behave like pricks!'
'The chief makes them behave like pricks!'
'Were made to work like well-trained mutts!'
'Were made to work like well-trained mutts!'
'Whilst the staff stare at our butts!'
'Whilst the staff stare at o-'
"QUIET!!" My head shot round to see yeti man standing there, his shoulders tense and up and jaw clenched. I almost wanted to laugh about how out of shape he looked as an officer, when he would of fittedbetter in a zoo. "I want you all back to work! Frank, you can go back to your cell. Your nothing but a bad influence on these people."
His hand tightened around my arm, making me wince out from how harsh he was being. He stunk of a foul odor, rotting chicken and rancid meat. Probably no surpise that all of these smells relates to food.
"Let me go you weirdo!" I yelled. I didn't like people taking control of me, and certainly not when it was a giant hairy chimp. I made no exceptions.
We continued walking and walking and walking. Him quiet but breathing heavily the whole time. His face was a boiling red, making me anxious. Right now, i wanted Gerard by my side protecting me. Why did i always get this gravitational pull towards him whenever he was gone?
"You'll sit here, and think about your actions. Then, at eleven at night, Gerard will collect you and take you out to the court yard where you will sleep for the night." I was now panting on the cold stone floor of my cell, him towering above me like a giant. I wanted him to leave and go bugger off back to his office, but the words i wanted to say weren't translating properly.
"Bye Frank." And with that, the cell door slammed shut, and i was locked away again in some iscolated desolate space. I hated it when it was just me and my thoughts. They distracted me and made me inhuman to almost every sudden thing that would happen in here.
Oh Gerard.....where are you?

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