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Gerard sighed as he roamed the streets of Belleville. Sure, he had Frank now, but there was still one person left on his killing list. Some girl named Biana Achelli, apparently she had made fun of and bullied his Frankie and that wasn't right. At all. He was angry, no, he wasn't just angry, he was FURIOUS. His usually pale face was red.
He spotted his victim sitting with a bunch of what looked like Oompa-Loompas. He sighed. This wasn't going to be easy but it would be fun. He pulled out his loaded gun and shot the four girls surrounding Biana, running forward and yanking the peroxide blonde away from her dead friends.
"Like, what the fuck was that?" Even her voice made Gerard want to viciously rip his own insides out.
"You know a boy called Frank?" He hissed the words, metaphorical venom dripping from them.
"You mean, like, the emo kid with the weird hair? Yeah, I, like, totally know him. He's, like, a fucking weirdo," she sneered. Oh God, Gerard was disgusted.
"You hear about those murders on TV?"
"Yeah, they're so, like, scary! I was, like, so scared it was gonna be me!" She shivered. Gerard tightened his grip on her orange shoulders. Right at that time, Ben showed up.
"Is this that Biana bitch?" He asked, glaring at her.
"Yeah. Like to do the honors?" Gerard threw the girl at Ben. Nate stepped out of the shadows too, the three killers encircling Biana.
"Please don't hurt me!!" She whimpered, heavily glossed lips formed in what was supposed to be a cute pout but looked more like the face of a dying, suntanned duck.
"You hurt Frankie. No one hurts my Frankie!" Gerard screamed. Ben drew his carving knife, beckoning for Gerard and Nate to come pin the girl down. He ripped her shirt up, digging his knife info her stomach. Blood flooded out onto the concrete, and Gerard laughed evilly, the sound filling the air.
"You're a whore, Biana.. A slut, a good for nothing whore.." Nate chuckled, yanking on the girl's hair, ripping chunks out of it. Ben smirked and carved WHORE into her left leg, and SLUT on the other, ignoring the girl's cries of pain.
"Don't you dare mess with my Frankie again, bitch," Gerard growled violently. He watched the girl bleed some more, the cement slowly being stained red. He texted Rose, fingers shaking.
Can you bring us some clothes? Bit bloodstained. Ooh, bring some vials too. Thank you so much xxx
He snarled again. Gerard withdrew his gun from his pocket and shot the girl multiple times. A bullet landed in her temple, blood flowing like a scarlet waterfall. The blonde licked his lips, tempted to reach down and lick all the crimson gold off her skin. But it was probably tainted, and tainted blood was unhealthy.
"Bye, bitch," he murmured as Rose's black limousine pulled up outside the alley.
"Your clothes are in the back," Rose chucked when she saw the dead body and the three blood-soaked figures around it.
"Rose, you're a fucking life-saver," Gerard kissed her cheek and slung his thin frame into the back of the car.
"Another teenager was killed. For god's sake, keep your children safe!"
He spotted his victim sitting with a bunch of what looked like Oompa-Loompas. He sighed. This wasn't going to be easy but it would be fun. He pulled out his loaded gun and shot the four girls surrounding Biana, running forward and yanking the peroxide blonde away from her dead friends.
"Like, what the fuck was that?" Even her voice made Gerard want to viciously rip his own insides out.
"You know a boy called Frank?" He hissed the words, metaphorical venom dripping from them.
"You mean, like, the emo kid with the weird hair? Yeah, I, like, totally know him. He's, like, a fucking weirdo," she sneered. Oh God, Gerard was disgusted.
"You hear about those murders on TV?"
"Yeah, they're so, like, scary! I was, like, so scared it was gonna be me!" She shivered. Gerard tightened his grip on her orange shoulders. Right at that time, Ben showed up.
"Is this that Biana bitch?" He asked, glaring at her.
"Yeah. Like to do the honors?" Gerard threw the girl at Ben. Nate stepped out of the shadows too, the three killers encircling Biana.
"Please don't hurt me!!" She whimpered, heavily glossed lips formed in what was supposed to be a cute pout but looked more like the face of a dying, suntanned duck.
"You hurt Frankie. No one hurts my Frankie!" Gerard screamed. Ben drew his carving knife, beckoning for Gerard and Nate to come pin the girl down. He ripped her shirt up, digging his knife info her stomach. Blood flooded out onto the concrete, and Gerard laughed evilly, the sound filling the air.
"You're a whore, Biana.. A slut, a good for nothing whore.." Nate chuckled, yanking on the girl's hair, ripping chunks out of it. Ben smirked and carved WHORE into her left leg, and SLUT on the other, ignoring the girl's cries of pain.
"Don't you dare mess with my Frankie again, bitch," Gerard growled violently. He watched the girl bleed some more, the cement slowly being stained red. He texted Rose, fingers shaking.
Can you bring us some clothes? Bit bloodstained. Ooh, bring some vials too. Thank you so much xxx
He snarled again. Gerard withdrew his gun from his pocket and shot the girl multiple times. A bullet landed in her temple, blood flowing like a scarlet waterfall. The blonde licked his lips, tempted to reach down and lick all the crimson gold off her skin. But it was probably tainted, and tainted blood was unhealthy.
"Bye, bitch," he murmured as Rose's black limousine pulled up outside the alley.
"Your clothes are in the back," Rose chucked when she saw the dead body and the three blood-soaked figures around it.
"Rose, you're a fucking life-saver," Gerard kissed her cheek and slung his thin frame into the back of the car.
"Another teenager was killed. For god's sake, keep your children safe!"
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