GERARD'S POV
I sat there in shock as to what I just did. I just fucking attacked this guy, and he ran away from me, along with his wuss friends. I looked down at my arm, which was covered in the guy's blood, and then looked at Frank.
Frank looked like he was in awe that I did this, but soon he came to his senses and grabbed my non-bloody arm, dragging me back to his car. I haven't been around humans long, but I knew this was illegal.
Frank and I sat in his car, out of breath from running. But soon, Frank said: "That...That was fucking awesome..." through gasps of breath. I smiled at him, and as soon as we made eye contact, we burst into laughter.
"Y-you fuck-oh my god-you beat his ass!" Frank said between gasps of laughter and I nodded, my face beginning to turn red. I haven't laughed this hard in a long time. It was a while before Frank's laughing dwindled down and he began to drive.
A/N:
Sorry this is so short and it took so long, I just wanted to hurry and upload something to let you guys know I'm still alive. For the past month, I had standardized testing at school and literally had no time of mental capacity to write, but now that's all over and I can get back to updating! Please forgive me, but HOLY CRAP THIS GOT SO MANY MORE READS IN SUCH A FAST AMOUNT OF TIME WTH (also I made a YouTube channel names dustyiero check it out if you'd like)
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Different ; Frerard
FanfictionNeko!Gerard | Black Parade!Frank Gerard was different than all of the other Nekos in the slave trade, and he knew that. He had some kitten instincts, but he wasn't going to take shit from these people. So, he finds he way out and has to find a way...
