We live the sharpest lifes.

POV Gerard.
My whole body feels numb, every inch of my body that has been touched by the guard is now blueish purple and every small movement hurts. It’s a few days later now and Frank and I haven’t really talked. He just sits on his bunk and stares at me while I lie on my back or side trying not to move to much. I’m not sure what I want at this point. Do I want to talk to him, to lighten up the mood a bit, or am I okay with this silent treatment we’re giving each other? I would certainly like some human interaction but I don’t really know how to start. We haven’t talked to each other at all since the first night, Frank talks to that one guard, who apparently is called Ray, every time he shows up to bring us food but that’s it. I take a deep breath and sit up. “Frank.” I said it before I fully realized it, he looks a little confused when he realizes that I started talking and his eyes now meet mine. He has friendly brownish eyes with a rough edge, like he’s been through some shit. He waits for me to continue but all of a sudden I forgot how to talk or at least how to talk friendly and without any hesitation I say “Stop staring at me.” I don’t know why I did that, I wanted to make friends not to ruin the chances of making friends with my only roommate. Damn it Gee. Frank raises his brows slightly irritated but doesn’t look away. “Sorry if I make you feel uncomfortable.” he says, his voice is full of sarcasm and maybe even anger, I can understand where it comes from, I probably would’ve reacted in the exact same way if I were him. “I -” just when I’m about to apologize Ray walks in he gives frank a plate with a brownish mush and a slice of bread and me a plate with just the mush and without saying anything he leaves again, which probably means that there is at least one other guard close. Frank takes a bite of his bread, bread is the only good thing around here and I’m pretty jealous of Frank who gets at least one slice with ever meal. “Frank I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to say that..” I don’t look at his eyes, I don’t want to seem weak but I’m desperate to find the little chemistry we back, which was clearly there the first night when we talked. Frank looks up from his food, not impressed and continues eating while looking at me, he eats his slice of bread and puts his plate to the side “What is it with you Gerard?” He gets a bit closer and frowns “I just don’t get you, what do you want from me?” his words are kind of confronting, I mean I know what I want, but is that truly all I want? “I want to be friends, we’re so isolated and alone in here and I’d just like to be friends with at least someone…” “Gerard you’ve been here for what, four days now and you’re already feeling alone? I’m sorry to have to bring it to you dude but that’s prison, I’ve been alone in here for over half a year all alone, I don’t know how long they’re keeping you here but you’ll probably be alone soon enough.” He sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. “Frank, what are you talking about? Are they going to release you?” I feel a bit of jealousy, what if he’ll be free soon, I don’t want to be alone here, he grins sadly “No, I’m sentenced to death Gerard. They’re going to kill me.” I frown in disbelieve, what the hell did he do to deserve this? It must be worse than what I did, right? Frank looks away and seems a bit upset, as if the fact that his life will end soon scares the crap out of him.
Since that day we talked more, it was Frank who decided to create a little game. We ask each other a question and we both have to answer that question, it’s like truth or dare without the dare. We now know all these little fact about each other and the mood has seriously improved. But the better I get to know him, the closer we get, the more I fear the day of his execution. We don’t talk about it, it’s one of the only unspoken subjects between us, besides the reasons for our imprisonment. Today is what we call ‘Air day’ that’s the only day every week we can go outside for a little hour. It’s honestly one of the only good days we have. It must be around noon when Ray opens the door to our cell, we both stand up ready to be taken outside when not only Ray but also another guard walk into our room. It feels, wrong. This never happened before and this place is all about strict time-tables. “Frank Iero?” the guard takes a step towards Frank and gets a pair of handcuffs from behind his back “Your execution is today.” I look at him and my eyes widen “No, Frank, no..” I’m stuttering and my stomach suddenly hurts really bad, this can’t happen, I can not lose him. Frank looks up to me with a soft smile “It’s okay Gerard, stay strong.” The guard drags him out of our cell and leaves Ray and me alone, I look at Ray and see a bit of sorrow in his eyes “Come Gerard, it’s time to go outside.” Is all he says before he grabs my arm to take me outside.

POV Frank.
We both knew that this day was coming, me and Frank, but it was still unexpected, since Gerard appeared I woke up every day hoping to be able to spend another day together, I really liked him as my friend, I mean he probably was the best friend I ever had! And I enjoyed his company. The guard drags me through the hallway towards a little cell, even smaller than my previous one, I now just hope that everything goes really fast, I kind of just hope that they kill me already, because these are the kind of moments that I start thinking about shit, those moments when I’m truly alone, alone with my thoughts. Was my life worth is? Ha, probably not.. The reason why I’m here, the demonstrations, didn’t help at all and the world outside of this prison world I’ve lived in for quite a bit still sucks and now they’re going to kill me. Probably just because there are too many damn prisoners. Ray told me that Gerard was only put in my cell because the rest was full. I pull my legs up and wrap my arms around them, I don’t get why they locked me up in here, they’ve had all time to decide how they were going to do it right? Hours pass and when I think they’re going to leave me here for the night a guard appears “Are you ready?” he asks, I look up at him “Are you fucking serious?” He raises his shoulders and unlocks my door, pushes me towards a hallway I walk in front of him and the only way I know he’s still there is because he holds my handcuffs. When we almost reach the end of the hall way I hear a muffled growl. I slowly turn around and see to my surprise Gerard and Ray behind me “What the fuck you guys!” Gerard smiles prideful as he drops the iron barrel he used to knock out the guard, I look around “We need to go, if they’d find us here we’re all dead.” I walk away from the door the guard was taking me to and look back at Gerard and Ray “Come on guys!” I’m getting a little impatient, we’re not playing laser tag, this could be a god damn matter of life and death. Gerard and Ray look at each other for a second where after Gerard walks towards me “Ray you are coming too right? You can’t stay here!” he smiles and slowly shakes his head “I need to stay here to cover up for you guys, I’ll be okay, trust me.” Before I can say anything to convince him to come with us he already turned his back on us, I feel Gerard’s hand on my arm as he pulls me into the opposite direction “Come on Frank, we don’t have that much time.” I nod and take one last look at Ray before I walk with Gerard, hopefully towards freedom.
We stole the guards uniform and found a janitors uniform in a closet and now we make our way to the exit, everything goes well and we manage to reach the ground floor without any troubles, we both keep our eyes on the ground most of the time so our faces are kind of hidden behind our hair, suddenly I bump into someone, I look up and stand face to face with a blonde haired guy “I’m sorry.” I say, the guy doesn’t respond, he doesn’t even look at me, I follow his glare and see how he suspiciously looks at Gerard “Gerard?” he says softly, Gerard looks up and wants to say something but Mikey is faster “A PRISONER ESCAPED” when I realize what he yelled I grab Gerard’s arm and start running towards the big exit doors, we are almost there, I’m not going to give up now. Guards are coming from all sides now and started shooting at us, but we’re almost there, we’re almost free, because we’re just with two we’re hard to hit, but just before we reach the door I feel a sting in my leg and a warm thickish fluid runs down my leg, luckily the pain doesn’t hit me until we’re about a mile away from the large prison building, the adrenaline I felt is gone too and all I’m left with is pain and a betrayed Gerard.

POV Mikey.
How could this have happened, this was supposed to be the best secured prison. I curse softly and bang my fist against the wall, I know what Gerard is capable of and that scares me, he doesn’t take treachery lightly, he proved that before. I don’t want to be his next victim.

Notes

I'm sorry it took so long, I'm currently working on the 'storyline' because I'm not sure where I'm going with this story. I hope you enjoyed it and I'll try to update as soon as possible ;3