Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge, chapter 1
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*Gerard's P.O.V.*
Gerard walked into the Church. He usually tried to stay away from such places, but this was different. The place was packed with people. Fortunately for them he was unarmed. Because again, this was different. This was his Grandmothers funeral. On any other circumstances he would have sat in the front row. But instead he stood in the back by the door. What was important was that he was here. But he had not yet made a killing, so he knew he couldn't stay long. He watched as his former friends picked up the coffin and began carrying it to the hearse. Gerard didn't know if he could be seen but it didn't affect his decision. He didn't move an inch.
*Frankie's P.O.V*
I was in the front and on the side of the door closest to Gerard. I casually looked to the side and stopped. I saw Gerard just standing there. Oh My God. he thought. Gerard was dead. Yet he was standing there, now staring at Me as if he had a problem. I shook it off and kept moving. This coffin was heavy.
*Gerard's P.O.V.*
Well that answered that question, he thought. He could be seen, and was. He would have to have his own privet conversation with Frankie now. This made this all the more harder then it already was. But then realizing that the emptying crowd would notice him, he exited out of sight and hid behind the hearse.
*Later*
*Frankie's P.O.V.*
The coffin was placed neatly into the hearse and the driver started the car. Yes, thought Frankie, a hearse can be called a car... not any car I would drive though. The others turned around and began to walk back into the building. I took one last look at the hearse pulling away from the drive. But as I looked back at the spot the vehicle once stood I saw Gerard, looking in the same direction I had just seconds before.
*Gerard's P.O.V.*
Ok, he thought, now I have to talk to Frankie. He walked up to Frankie as casually as he could. And to think, months ago they would have been carrying that coffin together. And Mikey must be crushed. To have your brother and your Grandmother die within a few months a part. That was when Gerard decided that he would talk to Mikey as well. Frankie looked very scared. Gerard felt a smile come to his lips. The first time he'd smiled in months. He stopped a few feet away from Frankie before realizing that he had no idea what to say.
"Umm.." was all he said. "Gerard." said Frankie. It wasn't a question, which surprised Gerard, but a statement.
"Yeah... " Gerard replied. God, he thought, has it really been this long since I've talked to people.
"Yeah Frankie I need to talk to you. Its really hard to explain, but I need your help." said Gerard.
*Frankie's P.O.V.*
Here was my best friend. Apparently alive again (but I'm not sure) and asking me for help and all I can do is stand here, he thought.
"Ok then. Explain this to me first... "
"Ok shoot." said Gerard. Wow, he thought, He hasn't changed a bit.
"Well, first of all, how are you even here."
*Gerard's P.O.V.*
Great, thought Gerard, Its always the hardest question first isn't it.
"This may take a while... "
"I've got the time." said Frankie sitting down on a bench. Gerard sat down beside him and stared strait at him.
"Well first I must clarify, that I'm not really alive... yet. I'm here to make a deal with the devil. If I can give him the souls of a thousand evil men, he'll give me my life back." said Gerard.
*Frankie's P.O.V.*
"Wow" was all I could manage to say. Here was my friend telling me that he had to kill a thousand people and he'll be alive and with us again. Kill a thousand people. Gerard has changed a bit then. The Gerard I knew would have never considered it. But if he was going to be alive again, I suppose its worth it. But what did he want my help with??
"Yeah. Quite a lot of trouble don't you think." Said Gerard
"But here's where I need your help. Do you really think I can do this alone?! I was wondering if you would come with me. If you really don't want to kill anyone I wont make you, but I need you to come."
*Gerard's P.O.V.*
He stared back at me blankly. God did I mess this up?, He thought.
"Umm... anything for you Gerard. You're my best friend and now you're here again. I missed you." Frankie was smiling this really awkward smile. So was Gerard.
"Well then, now that that's decided... will you also help me talk to Mikey??" Frankie laughed.
"Of Course!" he said. I smiled. This wasn't going so bad after all.
Gerard walked into the Church. He usually tried to stay away from such places, but this was different. The place was packed with people. Fortunately for them he was unarmed. Because again, this was different. This was his Grandmothers funeral. On any other circumstances he would have sat in the front row. But instead he stood in the back by the door. What was important was that he was here. But he had not yet made a killing, so he knew he couldn't stay long. He watched as his former friends picked up the coffin and began carrying it to the hearse. Gerard didn't know if he could be seen but it didn't affect his decision. He didn't move an inch.
*Frankie's P.O.V*
I was in the front and on the side of the door closest to Gerard. I casually looked to the side and stopped. I saw Gerard just standing there. Oh My God. he thought. Gerard was dead. Yet he was standing there, now staring at Me as if he had a problem. I shook it off and kept moving. This coffin was heavy.
*Gerard's P.O.V.*
Well that answered that question, he thought. He could be seen, and was. He would have to have his own privet conversation with Frankie now. This made this all the more harder then it already was. But then realizing that the emptying crowd would notice him, he exited out of sight and hid behind the hearse.
*Later*
*Frankie's P.O.V.*
The coffin was placed neatly into the hearse and the driver started the car. Yes, thought Frankie, a hearse can be called a car... not any car I would drive though. The others turned around and began to walk back into the building. I took one last look at the hearse pulling away from the drive. But as I looked back at the spot the vehicle once stood I saw Gerard, looking in the same direction I had just seconds before.
*Gerard's P.O.V.*
Ok, he thought, now I have to talk to Frankie. He walked up to Frankie as casually as he could. And to think, months ago they would have been carrying that coffin together. And Mikey must be crushed. To have your brother and your Grandmother die within a few months a part. That was when Gerard decided that he would talk to Mikey as well. Frankie looked very scared. Gerard felt a smile come to his lips. The first time he'd smiled in months. He stopped a few feet away from Frankie before realizing that he had no idea what to say.
"Umm.." was all he said. "Gerard." said Frankie. It wasn't a question, which surprised Gerard, but a statement.
"Yeah... " Gerard replied. God, he thought, has it really been this long since I've talked to people.
"Yeah Frankie I need to talk to you. Its really hard to explain, but I need your help." said Gerard.
*Frankie's P.O.V.*
Here was my best friend. Apparently alive again (but I'm not sure) and asking me for help and all I can do is stand here, he thought.
"Ok then. Explain this to me first... "
"Ok shoot." said Gerard. Wow, he thought, He hasn't changed a bit.
"Well, first of all, how are you even here."
*Gerard's P.O.V.*
Great, thought Gerard, Its always the hardest question first isn't it.
"This may take a while... "
"I've got the time." said Frankie sitting down on a bench. Gerard sat down beside him and stared strait at him.
"Well first I must clarify, that I'm not really alive... yet. I'm here to make a deal with the devil. If I can give him the souls of a thousand evil men, he'll give me my life back." said Gerard.
*Frankie's P.O.V.*
"Wow" was all I could manage to say. Here was my friend telling me that he had to kill a thousand people and he'll be alive and with us again. Kill a thousand people. Gerard has changed a bit then. The Gerard I knew would have never considered it. But if he was going to be alive again, I suppose its worth it. But what did he want my help with??
"Yeah. Quite a lot of trouble don't you think." Said Gerard
"But here's where I need your help. Do you really think I can do this alone?! I was wondering if you would come with me. If you really don't want to kill anyone I wont make you, but I need you to come."
*Gerard's P.O.V.*
He stared back at me blankly. God did I mess this up?, He thought.
"Umm... anything for you Gerard. You're my best friend and now you're here again. I missed you." Frankie was smiling this really awkward smile. So was Gerard.
"Well then, now that that's decided... will you also help me talk to Mikey??" Frankie laughed.
"Of Course!" he said. I smiled. This wasn't going so bad after all.
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