They're Gonna Give You a Smirk

Gerard was given scowls from cops as he proudly walked out of the station. When he reached outside, he became paranoid. He scanned the area to make sure there were no mysterious vehicles or people in the area. He wasn't ready to die. Gerard knew that being involved in the drug dealing operation would cause death or riches.
Gerard walked down the sidewalk, cautiously looking around. He stopped when headlights shone from down the street.
Gerard froze until the car sped up toward him. Gerard didn't hesitate to run down the sidewalk in the opposite direction of the car. His black hair tossed wildly as he ran, his legs were growing weak quickly-he knew he had to run into an alley. Gerard was hesitating because the alleys are dark, and could trap him if there was a brick wall instead of a fence he could jump over. It was a huge risk.
Gerard can see an alley entrance up ahead. He turned around the corner as the car behind made a complete stop in front of the alley.
Gerard ran down the alley-his body smacked against a brick wall, causing him to plop onto the ground. He groaned in pain, his hand covered his bloody nose that dripped down over his mouth. He can see figures step out of the car, walking toward him. He didn't recognize any of the figures but one. This particular figure had poofy brown hair.
Gerard pleaded in pain, sticking his hand out toward him, ¨Ray-you have to let Frank know that I had too-I had no choice-¨ Ray's boot smashed on Gerard’s top hand, making Gerard’s hand collide with the ground. Gerard shouted in pain, his head tossed back in agony.
Ray looked at the other figures, ¨Get him in the car, quickly.¨

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