Hell Is for Heroes

The mans voice echoed through my head and I shuddered. Yes the man scared me, very much so. But I didn’t want him to die.
Little harsh much?
im running out of time. I stared the window. The sense of urgency clouding the air.
I need to do what this man says... It would seem as though both our lives depend on it...

There are people screaming. His friends are running. And there’s a siren going off in the background. I slump down next to the dead body, waiting for them to take me away to jail. Gerard’s here to, patting my shoulder.

"Thanks Frankie." He kissed my cheek, and then there are two police officers hauling me off my feet. There reading me my rights and escorting me out of the building and into a police car. I see them wheeling body cart with white sheet draped over. I just destroyed lives. I feel powerful. It’s an addicting feeling. But all I can think is,

He kissed my cheek...

I smile as horrified students look into the car as we drive away. And I can see Mikey Way, hes smirking.

He kissed my cheek...

BANG!