Categories > Celebrities > My Chemical Romance > Schizophrenia
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they make me spaz!
and make me wanna write:)
anyways, here's the next chapter.
enjoy:)
R&R Lovelies
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I walk calmly into the next room, the weapon hidden behind my back.
She looks so peaceful.
Unaware of what's going to happen.
"I'll always love you Jamia.."
I whisper as I sit next to her on the bed.
"Hm.. Frank? What's wrong babe? Come to-"
No one heard the gunshot, and she never saw it coming.
'You have to shoot yourself too Frank!'
I don't want to!
'But you must! Then you have to hide the gun!'
I whimper, looking at the gun in my hand, the hospital glove on my hand.
Leave no fingerprints.
I scoot off the bed, onto the floor and lift up the rug, removing that loose board.
I point the gun at my stomach and pull the trigger.
Fuck!
It hurt!
I want my mommy!
Why did I do this?!
I quickly gain my composure, putting the gun under the floorboard and rippong off the glove, tossing it in after.
I put the board in place, covering it with the rug and grabbed the cordless phone.
"911, What is your emergency?"
"Help! He killed her! Fuck! It hurts so much! I don't wanna die! Help please!"
"Sir, we have traced the call. Help is on the way."
I held my hand over my stomach, tears falling as I tried to stop the bleeding.
Why did I let him talk me into this?
"Gerard..."
That was the last word to fall from Frank Iero's lips.
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Cliffhanger!
muahahaha!
Guess you'll have to stay tuned to find out what happens?
Sorry it was short.
I don't have a computer so I'm typing this jizz on my phone.
I'm working on making it longer okay?
Don't give up on me yet.
So lets make it more yes?
I like reviews.
they make me spaz!
and make me wanna write:)
anyways, here's the next chapter.
enjoy:)
R&R Lovelies
___________________________________________________________________________
I walk calmly into the next room, the weapon hidden behind my back.
She looks so peaceful.
Unaware of what's going to happen.
"I'll always love you Jamia.."
I whisper as I sit next to her on the bed.
"Hm.. Frank? What's wrong babe? Come to-"
No one heard the gunshot, and she never saw it coming.
'You have to shoot yourself too Frank!'
I don't want to!
'But you must! Then you have to hide the gun!'
I whimper, looking at the gun in my hand, the hospital glove on my hand.
Leave no fingerprints.
I scoot off the bed, onto the floor and lift up the rug, removing that loose board.
I point the gun at my stomach and pull the trigger.
Fuck!
It hurt!
I want my mommy!
Why did I do this?!
I quickly gain my composure, putting the gun under the floorboard and rippong off the glove, tossing it in after.
I put the board in place, covering it with the rug and grabbed the cordless phone.
"911, What is your emergency?"
"Help! He killed her! Fuck! It hurts so much! I don't wanna die! Help please!"
"Sir, we have traced the call. Help is on the way."
I held my hand over my stomach, tears falling as I tried to stop the bleeding.
Why did I let him talk me into this?
"Gerard..."
That was the last word to fall from Frank Iero's lips.
___________________________________________________________________________
Cliffhanger!
muahahaha!
Guess you'll have to stay tuned to find out what happens?
Sorry it was short.
I don't have a computer so I'm typing this jizz on my phone.
I'm working on making it longer okay?
Don't give up on me yet.
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