This Is How We Like To Do It In The Murder Scene!, chapter 2
We all met up at Ray's house, as planned. "Ready?" We nodded, and set out into the cold black night.
"So his name's Jason Smith," Lis said.
"And he stays at 39, Hunter Avenue," Gerard confirmed.
"And his parents are out tonight, he's having his girlfriend round. I heard him brag about it to his mates in French," Bob added.
"This should be pretty easy then," Ray said and we all nodded. Soon we came to a regular house, which was seemingly the home of Jason Smith.
"Ready? Who's going in?" Gerard asked.
"Frankie, and Mikey, you in?" They both nodded. "Bob you cool for staying here with the rest?" Bob nodded. "Okay what about two girls...?"
"We'll do it," Tash and I volunteered.
"Right, we'll call the rest of you if we need back-up, which is unlkely but better be safe than sorry. Stay here yeah? Come on, let's go you guys," Frank said and we started up the front path. Frank tried to door. It was open. Gerard led the way with Frank close behind, and Ray, Frank, Mikey, Tash and I followed. We heard voices coming from the living room.
"Right, I'll go first," Gerard whispered to us, his hand gripped tightly on the gun in his pocket. He walked in and pulled out his gun, pointing it directly at Jason. "Keep quiet or I'll shoot her too," Gerard warned, indicating Jason's girlfriend.
"We're doing this because we're sick of your shit and you need to be taught a lesson," Frank said, entering the living room. Tash and I followed. Mikey and Ray stayed in the hall, to keep watch on the front door. "Any last words?" Frank grinned an evil smile. Jason just stared at the pistol, his eyes wide with horror.
"Bye Jason," Gerard said softly and pulled the trigger. His girlfriend flinched at the gunshot, and tried to escape, whimpering. Tash and I grabbed her.
"You're going to call the police exactly three minutes after we are out of sight," Tash hissed inot her ear.
"And you're going to say that it was three men in thier early thirties wearing back with hoods up that killed Jason," I continued.
"And if you don't, you KNOW what'll happen to you," Tash finished. "Got it?" She nodded tearfully and the four of us ran into the hall, grabbed the Ray and Mikey, before leaving with the remaining members of the gang.
We went back to Ray's to hang out for a while. I grew tired eventually, and snuggled into Mikey. He looked down at me as I yawned. "Tired?" he asked.
"Mmm, no kiddin'," I said.
"Okay, I'll take you home," Mikey said. "Guys we're gonna get heading," he announced to the others.
"Hold on and I'll come with you," Gerard said, grabbing his jacket.
"See ya guys!"
"Bye!" We began to walk in the direction of my house. We even dared to walk past the house of the boy whom we had just murdered. There was an ambulance and two police cars outside. Gerard smiled to himself but Mikey shivered.
"Come on bro, what's up?" Gerard laughed.
"It's just... Well what if we get caught this time? We always dumped the corpses in obscure places, why did we just leave him this time?" Mikey said anxiously, gripping my hand tightly.
"We won't get caught," Gerard assured. "Trust me..."
"So his name's Jason Smith," Lis said.
"And he stays at 39, Hunter Avenue," Gerard confirmed.
"And his parents are out tonight, he's having his girlfriend round. I heard him brag about it to his mates in French," Bob added.
"This should be pretty easy then," Ray said and we all nodded. Soon we came to a regular house, which was seemingly the home of Jason Smith.
"Ready? Who's going in?" Gerard asked.
"Frankie, and Mikey, you in?" They both nodded. "Bob you cool for staying here with the rest?" Bob nodded. "Okay what about two girls...?"
"We'll do it," Tash and I volunteered.
"Right, we'll call the rest of you if we need back-up, which is unlkely but better be safe than sorry. Stay here yeah? Come on, let's go you guys," Frank said and we started up the front path. Frank tried to door. It was open. Gerard led the way with Frank close behind, and Ray, Frank, Mikey, Tash and I followed. We heard voices coming from the living room.
"Right, I'll go first," Gerard whispered to us, his hand gripped tightly on the gun in his pocket. He walked in and pulled out his gun, pointing it directly at Jason. "Keep quiet or I'll shoot her too," Gerard warned, indicating Jason's girlfriend.
"We're doing this because we're sick of your shit and you need to be taught a lesson," Frank said, entering the living room. Tash and I followed. Mikey and Ray stayed in the hall, to keep watch on the front door. "Any last words?" Frank grinned an evil smile. Jason just stared at the pistol, his eyes wide with horror.
"Bye Jason," Gerard said softly and pulled the trigger. His girlfriend flinched at the gunshot, and tried to escape, whimpering. Tash and I grabbed her.
"You're going to call the police exactly three minutes after we are out of sight," Tash hissed inot her ear.
"And you're going to say that it was three men in thier early thirties wearing back with hoods up that killed Jason," I continued.
"And if you don't, you KNOW what'll happen to you," Tash finished. "Got it?" She nodded tearfully and the four of us ran into the hall, grabbed the Ray and Mikey, before leaving with the remaining members of the gang.
We went back to Ray's to hang out for a while. I grew tired eventually, and snuggled into Mikey. He looked down at me as I yawned. "Tired?" he asked.
"Mmm, no kiddin'," I said.
"Okay, I'll take you home," Mikey said. "Guys we're gonna get heading," he announced to the others.
"Hold on and I'll come with you," Gerard said, grabbing his jacket.
"See ya guys!"
"Bye!" We began to walk in the direction of my house. We even dared to walk past the house of the boy whom we had just murdered. There was an ambulance and two police cars outside. Gerard smiled to himself but Mikey shivered.
"Come on bro, what's up?" Gerard laughed.
"It's just... Well what if we get caught this time? We always dumped the corpses in obscure places, why did we just leave him this time?" Mikey said anxiously, gripping my hand tightly.
"We won't get caught," Gerard assured. "Trust me..."
