Kill All Your Friends
Chapter 18
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Gerard's P.O.V
I felt so good after I cut off Ray's most prized possession. His Fro. When he's in hell I bet people will be making fun of his bald head. I looked over at bert. We were at my house and sitting on my couch. He was playing with... Ray's fro
he hugged and cuddled the lump of fro
"Bert, why do you still have that? that's evidence . Burn it... Now" I said sternly
"No! i-its so p-pretty a-and it so p-poofy. a-and I wanna cuddle it!" Bert cried out
"fin fine fine just keep it. But don't show anyone,or else we'll be caught, and once were in jail; I'll beat your ass"
"aw you know you luurvvve my ass" Bert said
I sighed . you gotta love Bert
Meanwhile
***Mikey's P.O.V***
Frank and I walked towards Bob and Ray's grave. It was near the big oak tree. I stopped at Bob's grave first.
"H-Hey bob. I miss you buddy"
Ever since they're death everything has changed. I haven't seen Gerard since I snapped at him at the funeral. Frank isn't..Frank. He wasn't the small, hyper, and happy person who always eats skittles. He's now. Quiet. He pushes away skittles when I offer them to him. and he's sad and depressed... As for me. I'm still not used to Ray and bob not picking on me. mailing fun of my thick rimmed glasses.
We were hanging out at Bob's house drinking Beer. Being happy. and BAM! next thing you know were dressed in black and they're...funeral
and now here we are visiting Bob and Ray's grave every day. I sighed as frank wrapped his arms around my skinny waist. "I miss them" he said
I angrily wiped away a tear. I'll kill that fucker that killed bob
"m-me too, I miss them too"
I looked down to the ground. something caught my attention. Ray's flowers were pushed away to the side. they were slowly rotting.
"Hey Frankie isn't it awkward that Ray's flowers are pushed away?" i asked with a hint of worry in my voice. He shrugged " it was probably the wind"
I glanced again at the ground. I gasped and picked up a piece of Ray's...fro?
"F-Frankie, isn't this a piece of Ray's f-fro?"
His eyes widened in fear "N-no it cant be. I-its probably a piece of dried sunflower.drop it. drop it NOW" he said sternly . Tears began to run down his cheeks. he put his head in his hands. I quickly stuffed the piece of fro in my pocket.
"Were just s-seeing things. i-is he like haunting us? dropping pieces of his Fro everywhere?!?" he began to start shaking.
"I think we should leave, this is too much" I said
I glanced again at the grave. something isn't right.
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Gerard's P.O.V
I felt so good after I cut off Ray's most prized possession. His Fro. When he's in hell I bet people will be making fun of his bald head. I looked over at bert. We were at my house and sitting on my couch. He was playing with... Ray's fro
he hugged and cuddled the lump of fro
"Bert, why do you still have that? that's evidence . Burn it... Now" I said sternly
"No! i-its so p-pretty a-and it so p-poofy. a-and I wanna cuddle it!" Bert cried out
"fin fine fine just keep it. But don't show anyone,or else we'll be caught, and once were in jail; I'll beat your ass"
"aw you know you luurvvve my ass" Bert said
I sighed . you gotta love Bert
Meanwhile
***Mikey's P.O.V***
Frank and I walked towards Bob and Ray's grave. It was near the big oak tree. I stopped at Bob's grave first.
"H-Hey bob. I miss you buddy"
Ever since they're death everything has changed. I haven't seen Gerard since I snapped at him at the funeral. Frank isn't..Frank. He wasn't the small, hyper, and happy person who always eats skittles. He's now. Quiet. He pushes away skittles when I offer them to him. and he's sad and depressed... As for me. I'm still not used to Ray and bob not picking on me. mailing fun of my thick rimmed glasses.
We were hanging out at Bob's house drinking Beer. Being happy. and BAM! next thing you know were dressed in black and they're...funeral
and now here we are visiting Bob and Ray's grave every day. I sighed as frank wrapped his arms around my skinny waist. "I miss them" he said
I angrily wiped away a tear. I'll kill that fucker that killed bob
"m-me too, I miss them too"
I looked down to the ground. something caught my attention. Ray's flowers were pushed away to the side. they were slowly rotting.
"Hey Frankie isn't it awkward that Ray's flowers are pushed away?" i asked with a hint of worry in my voice. He shrugged " it was probably the wind"
I glanced again at the ground. I gasped and picked up a piece of Ray's...fro?
"F-Frankie, isn't this a piece of Ray's f-fro?"
His eyes widened in fear "N-no it cant be. I-its probably a piece of dried sunflower.drop it. drop it NOW" he said sternly . Tears began to run down his cheeks. he put his head in his hands. I quickly stuffed the piece of fro in my pocket.
"Were just s-seeing things. i-is he like haunting us? dropping pieces of his Fro everywhere?!?" he began to start shaking.
"I think we should leave, this is too much" I said
I glanced again at the grave. something isn't right.
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theres an update . comments make me very happy
check out my new story too.