The Kill
I Write Sins, Not Tragedies
How the fuck do you build a God you don't believe in? Frank asked himself. He checked the digital clock beside the bed on the nightstand. It had been three hours since Gerard had left for his 'walk'. Now the red blinking numbers read, 5:37 PM.
He bit his black nails. He shouldn't have been worried about Gerard. It wasn't as if he were an idiot or clumsy. He rarely caused trouble when they went to new places. Frank was the one who caused issues. He always freaked out and would either talk too much or not at all. It made it seem like there was something to hide from people and this often provoked them.
Don't panic, Frank thought. He'll can handle himself. He's saved you enough times.
Gerard burst through the door to the hotel room and shut it behind him, haphazardly attempting to slide the lock into place. Frank rose from the bed in alarm and said, "Gee..." He saw the blood smear against the walls and door and covered his mouth.
Gerard turned around and looked at Frank. His hazel eyes were large and smeared in blood and eyeliner with a slight crazed look in them.
"What did you do?" Frank asked.
"I-I," Gerard stammered.
"What?" Frank yelled. His eyes brimmed with tears.
"I killed someone," Gerard said, his voice barely a whisper. Frank was fuming and pissed off until he saw a tear fall from Gerard's eye.
"Oh, Gee," he gasped. He wrapped his arms around Gerard. "You killed them in broad daylight?"
"Yes," Gerard sobbed into his shoulder. "Well, no. No one saw it. It was in her house."
Frank pushed Gerard away. "Her? Who is 'her'?"
"I-I killed Lyn-Z," Gerard replied. He wiped his face, attempting to remove the blood and tears. More blood smeared onto his face. "She tried to kiss me and I told her to stop."
"So you killed her?"
"N-no. She tried to force herself onto me and I slapped her. She just-she kept telling me that we were supposed to be together and she called you a piece of trash and I snapped." Gerard was now speaking so fast it was almost incoherent. "I stabbed her and slit her throat."
"Oh my God," Frank said. "Did you leave any evidence?"
"No," Gerard replied. "Her body..."
"What about it?"
"It's in the trunk of our car."
He bit his black nails. He shouldn't have been worried about Gerard. It wasn't as if he were an idiot or clumsy. He rarely caused trouble when they went to new places. Frank was the one who caused issues. He always freaked out and would either talk too much or not at all. It made it seem like there was something to hide from people and this often provoked them.
Don't panic, Frank thought. He'll can handle himself. He's saved you enough times.
Gerard burst through the door to the hotel room and shut it behind him, haphazardly attempting to slide the lock into place. Frank rose from the bed in alarm and said, "Gee..." He saw the blood smear against the walls and door and covered his mouth.
Gerard turned around and looked at Frank. His hazel eyes were large and smeared in blood and eyeliner with a slight crazed look in them.
"What did you do?" Frank asked.
"I-I," Gerard stammered.
"What?" Frank yelled. His eyes brimmed with tears.
"I killed someone," Gerard said, his voice barely a whisper. Frank was fuming and pissed off until he saw a tear fall from Gerard's eye.
"Oh, Gee," he gasped. He wrapped his arms around Gerard. "You killed them in broad daylight?"
"Yes," Gerard sobbed into his shoulder. "Well, no. No one saw it. It was in her house."
Frank pushed Gerard away. "Her? Who is 'her'?"
"I-I killed Lyn-Z," Gerard replied. He wiped his face, attempting to remove the blood and tears. More blood smeared onto his face. "She tried to kiss me and I told her to stop."
"So you killed her?"
"N-no. She tried to force herself onto me and I slapped her. She just-she kept telling me that we were supposed to be together and she called you a piece of trash and I snapped." Gerard was now speaking so fast it was almost incoherent. "I stabbed her and slit her throat."
"Oh my God," Frank said. "Did you leave any evidence?"
"No," Gerard replied. "Her body..."
"What about it?"
"It's in the trunk of our car."
Notes
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PLOT *read in a high note* TWIIIIST!
Wow this is fucking fantastic, been reading it since the beginning and it just gets better and better :)
6/12/15