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Section review time again!
Oh jah, the phone call. A police woman?! What the fuck?! (I'm doing this thing where I read and review at the same time/. Loads of fun.) No, Frankie, what'd you do?! OH WAIT RACHEL. The murder. Duh. Poor Frankie has to see his father and come into the station to answer questions about him, with Gerard. Feintly wondering if Gerard's a suspect... /Rachel, read. Eh heh, he thought he did something wrong, poor guy. Doesn't even know his boyfriend murdered his dad. He thinks it about his dad's outburst though? Frank, that's called punishment, not abuse. (Well, now it is.) But Gee's masking his mass murderer-ness? Ooh, I hear conspiracy. I get that he wants to hide it from everyone and all, but that would be too much for myself to handle. Then again, Gee isn't myself... Ack! 'That today could be the last day he saw Gerard in a very long time.' Tell me it isn't true! No, don't be true, Steven! I will lock you in a closet and never let you out! But Gee won't leave him, that's good.
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WTF is Christine doing there?! Oh, poor Frank. Moving in with Bob and his mom. I couldn't do that. It would be all to hard to live with the guy who just died. And he's getting the news alone?! Awwh, shit, what's gonna happen... And not wanting his father gone, how sweet. Well, Frankie, m'boy, you're fucked (both ways). He's dead. Died of an 'animal' attack. Oh, what cruel irony, that it was Gerard yet he's not a suspect. Nobody believes in vampires. Nobody. He's safe, right? Wait, 'forensic team'?! Awh, shit, they might get spit or hair or something! FUCK! Gerard, you dumbass, be careful! I do have sympathy for Frank, though. It sucks to lose someone. You're world splits into little bits, the little bits that can only be stitched back together by the person you lost. Hardest part about this? Is leavin' you... Sorry, Cancer is playing in the background. The hardest part is that the last thing Frank will ever remember about his father is the sick, macohstic (spelled wrong, I know it is) grin he had on his face when Frank ran out. But Gerard, you ass. Playing cozy when you are the murderer. The 'animal'. You don't regret a fucking thing. Ass hole. Not even telling Frankie you love him.
Ass hole.
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Awh shit, no woods. Where the hell will Gerard stay? WAIT, WHAT IF THEY FIND GERARD'S PLACE?! It was easy to get through the wall, remember?! Well, of course you do, you're the writer, but I had to say it. Sorry. At least they can take, not ask.
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'Bobbert.' Gotta love the nickname. Good thing Frank got his cry out. Everyone needs a good cry every once in a while. Oh, and Frank? You should have slept at Gerard's place. Otherwise you would have known it was him. Or... Other stuff. Too long to type, and this is running way too long. OH SHIT BOB TOLD FRANK HE SAW GERARD LEAVING HIS HOUSE! NOT GOOD, MAYDAY MAYDAY! WE GOT A SINKING INNOCENCE HERE! S-O-FUCKIN'-S! AND FRANK'S THINKING! NOT GOOD!!! Awh, shit, the last chapter's gonna be a hell of a party. (Cos, the last chapter is the next chapter... Right? I was glad this wasn't the last one though.)

Sorry for rambling and doing this. Update soon!