Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge, chapter 3
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*Gerard's P.O.V*
I know Mikey's my brother and I haven't seen him in months, but the look on his face! I couldn't help but start laughing. "Wha~! How!" was all Mikey could get out. "Ha ha! Ok. Let me explain." I said. We sat down on the same bench me and Frankie had sat down before. "Yes this is Bizarre isn't it." said Frankie once we were all seated. "Ok. First off, I'm not really alive... " I told Mikey the same thing that I told Frankie, except I didn't ask for Mikey's help... he offered it to me.
*Frankie's P.O.V.*
Now there were 3 of us. But were Ray and Bob gonna help?? I would ask but obviously if Gerard had wanted to see them, he would have said. And the less who know about this the better, I thought. "So... anyone got a car?" asked Gerard. "Hey, you mean we're leaving right now?!" I said. "Ya. You don't need anything that you can't buy or steal along the way." Gerard replied. Mikey took Gerard's car keys out of his pocked and handed them to Gerard. And soon we were on our way.
*Mikey's P.O.V.*
We sped down the highway at 95 MPH. Gerard obviously had no concern about the speed limit. But hey, they were about to kill a thousand people. Who needed to obey any laws anyway. Gerard veered into an Exit that took us to a small town. He swerved into the parking lot of a gun store. It was closed, all the more perfect. Frankie smashed the window. Alarms sounded. Damn. "Hurry Up!" said Gerard. Gerard jumped threw the window. I followed. We grabbed hand guns and ammo. We didn't need anything else. And like Gerard said, we had to be quick. We climbed out of the window just as police sirens began to sound.
*Gerard's P.O.V.*
"Ok hurry!" I yelled. Frankie and Mikey threw the weapons into the trunk. I turned on the ignition. Once they were both in the car I sped down the street at 120 MPH. I could see the police cars threw the re-view mirror. "we'll lose 'em" I muttered. "How?" asked Mikey. "You'll see." I said.
*Frankie's P.O.V.*
Gerard made a sharp turn down a narrow ally. Only one police car was quick enough to follow. The others all hit buildings in an attempt to turn, blowing up, sending smoke into the gray sky. "Do they count?" I asked. "Yep." said Gerard smiling. "7 down, 993 to go." He sped to 145 MPH. I looked up out the window. Damn. Dead End.
I know Mikey's my brother and I haven't seen him in months, but the look on his face! I couldn't help but start laughing. "Wha~! How!" was all Mikey could get out. "Ha ha! Ok. Let me explain." I said. We sat down on the same bench me and Frankie had sat down before. "Yes this is Bizarre isn't it." said Frankie once we were all seated. "Ok. First off, I'm not really alive... " I told Mikey the same thing that I told Frankie, except I didn't ask for Mikey's help... he offered it to me.
*Frankie's P.O.V.*
Now there were 3 of us. But were Ray and Bob gonna help?? I would ask but obviously if Gerard had wanted to see them, he would have said. And the less who know about this the better, I thought. "So... anyone got a car?" asked Gerard. "Hey, you mean we're leaving right now?!" I said. "Ya. You don't need anything that you can't buy or steal along the way." Gerard replied. Mikey took Gerard's car keys out of his pocked and handed them to Gerard. And soon we were on our way.
*Mikey's P.O.V.*
We sped down the highway at 95 MPH. Gerard obviously had no concern about the speed limit. But hey, they were about to kill a thousand people. Who needed to obey any laws anyway. Gerard veered into an Exit that took us to a small town. He swerved into the parking lot of a gun store. It was closed, all the more perfect. Frankie smashed the window. Alarms sounded. Damn. "Hurry Up!" said Gerard. Gerard jumped threw the window. I followed. We grabbed hand guns and ammo. We didn't need anything else. And like Gerard said, we had to be quick. We climbed out of the window just as police sirens began to sound.
*Gerard's P.O.V.*
"Ok hurry!" I yelled. Frankie and Mikey threw the weapons into the trunk. I turned on the ignition. Once they were both in the car I sped down the street at 120 MPH. I could see the police cars threw the re-view mirror. "we'll lose 'em" I muttered. "How?" asked Mikey. "You'll see." I said.
*Frankie's P.O.V.*
Gerard made a sharp turn down a narrow ally. Only one police car was quick enough to follow. The others all hit buildings in an attempt to turn, blowing up, sending smoke into the gray sky. "Do they count?" I asked. "Yep." said Gerard smiling. "7 down, 993 to go." He sped to 145 MPH. I looked up out the window. Damn. Dead End.
