The Kill

Gerard and Frank decided to finally just leave the hotel. They were the murderers, what did they have to fear?

The receptionist attempted to persuade them to stay but Gerard frankly stated, "We have business to tend to elsewhere. Family matters." He gave a sickly sweet smile.

She just nodded and said, "Be careful. The killers are still out there."

"Oh, we'll be very careful," he replied, still flashing that unearthing smile. Luckily, the woman wasn't able to see past that. She didn't know him like Frank.

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Frank's head hit the window and he snapped awake. He groaned and wiped at his eyes. "Where?" he asked Gerard.

Gerard gave him a grim facial expression. "Um, it doesn't matter," he muttered.

Frank sat up and squinted at him. "Gerard," he said. "Where are we?"

"If I told you, you wouldn't like it," Gerard warned.

"Tell me," Frank ordered.

Gerard sighed and said, "We're in Belleville."

Frank's eyes widened before he glared at Gerard. "I'm not talking to you," he declared. He turned away from him. Why would he bring them back to the town they dreaded so much? The town where they'd slain three people and accidentally caused manslaughter. Why? No one even knew if they were still alive.

"Look, Frank, we've got business to deal with, okay?" Gerard said. Frank snorted and rolled his eyes. "I know you're not thrilled to be back but there's something we need to do." Frank didn't answer him. "Frankie...don't hate me. This isn't by choice. I just have to do this, okay?"

Frank sighed and finally answered, "Fine. I don't care. I just don't want to be here."

Gerard whispered, "I know. I don't either." He swept Frank's dark hair from his eyes and gave a sad smile. Frank averted his hazel eyes.

Notes

I'm in school, ughhhhhh. Well, someone walked past me and saw my fanfic. He fangirled...or faanboyed, dare I say. So I'm proud.

Thanks, me subs. 8)