Gerard drew on the notebook Frank had given him. Gerard used his pencil he had when he came in. Gerard only came in with a few items in his pocket, pencil, condom, tie, and a small reusable bag. He was at a part when he arrested for the murder of his formed best friend Raymond. Gerard didn't do it, but his finger prints where found all over the place. The knife, the body, the room, he was framed for his friends murder.

He looked up at Frank to see him staring at him.

"Please don't rape me," Gerard whispered. Frank chuckled standing up putting the sheets over the bars. "i didn't plan on it,". Gerard sighed in relief, then frank looked at his shoes, "but if your gonna be like living together were gonna have to expand the place a bit," Frank bit his bottom lip.

"you mean like, take over the cell next to us," Gerard asked standing up. Frank nodded his head, "and i need you to talk to the old man right there, I must say Gee, you are nice to look at, " frank grinned. Gerard felt his face heat up.

Am i blushing?, Gerard thought to himself.

"Okay. I'll talk to him," Gerard said, "then what are gonna do," Gerard asked standing up.

"kill him,".

Gerard open his mouth in disbelief, he wouldn't do that would he?, he thought. "W...why," the words came out of Gerard like vomit, he couldn't hold it back.

"Because he gave me this," he rolled up his sleeve showing a big pink scar on his arm. The scar was completely healed and looked like it had been treated well, "plus he's the guy who attacked you. He's basically the cheap homosexual pimp," Gerard chuckled at his remark. "okay i will do it," Gerard said.

Gerard layed down on the dirty bloody floor. Frank looked at him admiring his body, " and then i'll knock down the bars and use that area as your room. Then maybe- never mind we just met," frank mumbled the last bit to myself.

"whatever you say Frankie i'm getting some sleep," Gerard said.

Frank smiled at the nickname, "night Gee," Frank went to his bed laying down.

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"Polly wants a cracker

I think I should get off her first

I think she wants some water

To put out the blow torch".

Frank woke p to the singing of Gerard who was sitting on the floor eating some stale bread and there was a piece by him.

Isn't me,

Have some seed

Let me clip,

Dirty wings

Let me take a ride,

Hurt yourself".


Frank sat up , to see the sun had barely even risen. He got out his bed and waited for Gerard to notice him.

"Want some help,

Help myself

Got some rope,

Have been-Frank! You should've told me you were up, I would have stopped," Gerard said blushing.

Frank shrugged, "i don't care, where did you get the bread," Frank asked sitting down on the ground, "a guard came in and he had in his back pocket a swiped it before he noticed," he smiled.

"Oh, body grabbing, it must be Thursday," Gerard looked on confused,"they come and get the dead bodies of prisoners on Thursday," frank took a bite of his bread. " oh," gerard looked down.

"anyways are you ready," Frank asked standing up. Gerard nodded his hand standing up.

"is he even awake," gerard asked. Frank nodded his head, "of coarse, he's always awake," they walked out of the cell locking it up. Gerard walked up to his cell, walking right in.

"hey pretty boy, the old man smirked. Gerard was ready to vomit and run out but he sat on the bed across from the old man by the entrance.

"you know, I can't believe Frank let you live with him" the old man sat up walking towards Gerard, "he must gotta crush on you-' the old man stopped chocking on his own blood, he fell to his knees and Gerard stared in shock.

Frank was standing behind him, "come on lets go," he said walking out.

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