They're Gonna Give You a Smirk

Gerard breathed heavily underneath the bag over his head. Pain shot up his body wildly, he could feel blood flow slowly out from his tied hands. Gerard tightened his jaw, ¨Can you take this stupid bag off?¨ He muttered in pain. There was no reply in the moving vehicle. He was in too much pain to realize that he was just the middle man who was just supposed to give the drugs and not ask any questions. Gerard’s emotions were tangles in a web as he pleaded, ¨Please! Let me go! I had to dispose the drug or I would’ve been caught-you needed me! I’m great at my job, you can’t-¨
Ray’s hand smacked against Gerard’s cheek, ¨Shut up. You’re not important. What’s important is the fact that you got rid of the white snow.¨
Gerard had never met this side of Ray before. The first time Gerard was hired for the business, he met Ray. Ray was a nice guy who always smiled. Then, Gerard never knew why people were scared of him. He never knew why Ray was the main hit man.
Now he knows.
Gerard tried to take in deep breaths. He wanted to look as calm as possible, and to look as non-guilty as he was.
After what seemed like a long ride, the car came to a stop. A chill went up Gerard’s spine. He can hear Ray make movements. He can feel the breeze push into the car after the car door opened. A pair of hands grasped onto his shoulders and reeled him out of the vehicle. Gerard was dragged to what felt like gravel under his shoes. Gerard stepped into a large, old, abandon factory.
Gerard struggled and managed to struggle his way out of Ray’s hands. Gerard was still bagged, so he didn’t know where he was going-but wherever he was going, it had to better than meeting the dealer.
Ray groaned frustratedly. He ran after Gerard. Gerard only managed to get away a few feet but Ray caught up and yanked him on the hair. Gerard tightened his jaw in pain before finally giving in. Ray led Gerard deeper into the house until he was kicked in the back of the knee-Gerard fell onto knees as Ray wanted him to.
The bag was yanked over Gerard’s head. Gerard looked up to find Frank Iero. Frank Iero was the scary dealer that everyone feared. He was cold-hearted, brutal, and strong in power. He didn’t look the part, at all. He was short compared to the average 33 year old man. He had bright hazel eyes, a dashing smile, and dark combed hair. He wore a black suit to fit his style.
Gerard swallowed, ¨Frank-I-¨
¨I can’t believe you dropped the drug, Gee.¨ Frank shook his head, ¨The buyer was unpleased, and doesn’t want to cooperate with us because of the mistake you made.¨ Frank smirked, ¨I can’t say that I forgive you.¨
¨I had to...¨ Gerard added, ¨They were on my tail, I couldn’t get caught with the drug otherwise I would’ve been in prison and the drug would’ve been confiscated-¨
¨So, you’re telling me either way the drug would’ve been disposed?¨
Gerard nodded hysterically, ¨Yes, yes, that’s what I mean-so please, let me go-¨
¨Let you go?¨ Frank rose his brows, ¨Why should I do that?¨
Gerard paused, ¨I-I’ll pay you back for the drug.¨
Frank’s lips formed a smile, ¨Oh? You have 25 G’s?¨
Gerard’s heart pounded against his chest. He knew the drug was expensive, but 25 grand? If Gerard wanted to live, he would have to-
¨Yes.¨ Gerard choked out, ¨Y-yes, just please. Give me a chance.¨
Frank looked at him and frowned, ¨For a hardcore middle man, you beg a lot.¨ He smiled, ¨You can’t pay back 25 grand, so I’ll cut you some slack-pay half of it. 12.5...fair enough?¨ He grinned.
Gerard was surprised at his kindness, ¨Yes-thank you.¨
Frank said, ¨You have 5 months.¨ He looked at Gerard’s dirty clothes, ripped up shoes, and tangled hair, ¨I’m really interested on how you plan on paying me back.¨

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