Well This Sure Ain't Funny

We were in Gerard's apartment thinking how to find my murderer.

"Do you remember anything special about him?"
"No... he stabbed me from behind and ran away..." this didn't help much, but it made Gerard frown, and he looked just like a cute little kid when he did that.

"...sorry..."

"No, don't be... it just makes things harder." Gerard was staring at the ground deep in thoughts, I didn't even breathe because I was scared I would interrupt his great mind from thinking.

After a painfully long silence, Gerard opened his mouth and then closed it again.

"I... don't know what to do..."

"Well... neither do I." I let out a small frustrated laugh, which Gerard answer with a small kind-of-like smile. Then something hit me,

"Maybe he's a serial killer and he'll kill another person soon." I shouted, being way too happy about thinking someone dying.
"Yeah... YEAH!" Gerard smiled to himself, walking across the room,


"We'll just need to wait."

Notes

It's so short ;-; I'm sorry but I don't want to screw anything up with this story and this was all that came up... and I've been so busy too, we have so many tests right now and I'm actually trying to get some actual grades...