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I BROUGHT YOU MY BULLETS PT. 8

srry its been SOOO long since i wrote this. i've been abnormally lazy recently. so yeah, sorry, and enjoy!

Gerard and Helena had just left behind all their stolen supplies that they had fought over in a panic after witnessing the single most disturbing sight of their lives. After being on the road for more than 2 years, living a life of crime, they had seen some messed up shit; rape, cannabalism, etc. But they had just witnessed a terrorist attack killing thousands, they had seen the bodies fall, scorched and black. Gerard cursed the names of the terrorists.

CONVENTIONAL WEAPONS YAY!

I'm a bit dissapointed however that Stay wasn't on Number 5. coulda sworn it was gonna be Surrender The Night. eff it though, Number 5 still kicks ass. and my poster that came with it is badass. im happy overall

I BROUGHT YOU MY BULLETS PT. 7

the 7th part to my newest epic/drama fanfic! enjoy... i tried to upload this one twice yesterday but it wouldn't work for some reason
September 11, 2001

Gerard drove like a maniac at first, feeling as though he was being followed, despite that he and Helena both knew the cops were still in Brooklyn looking for the old mans' killers. Gerard and Helena had made it to lower Manhatten by now and the traffic was jamming up. They weren't exactly sure where they were going, just anywhere. Helena sat calmly in the passaenger. The mood was already grim for her. She stared down at a ring on her finger.

I BROUGHT YOU MY BULLETS PT. 6

my newest drama fanfic! enjoy...

Helena and Gerard looked at eachother in fear. They had just commited a violent murder and robbery and the cops were coming closer and closer. "Quick! Gerard, just go in the f*cking house!" Gerard panicked and kicked in the door. He scrambled around the house for keys. Helena jumped in the door and closed it behind her. Gerard ran upstairs still looking for the keys. It didn't seem as though anyone was home. Yet, the car was right outside.

HillTop Hoods

i don't how many of you guys like rap, but this is a sad song by an Austrailian rap group named HillTop Hoods. Don't worry its not about like bitches, hoes, drugs, or murder. it's a very relevent song and i think you guys will aprreciate its message. enjoy!

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Friday January 25, 2013 
| Posted by: inoyu49

the 7th part to my newest epic/drama fanfic! enjoy... i tried to upload this one twice yesterday but it wouldn't work for some reason
September 11, 2001

Gerard drove like a maniac at first, feeling as though he was being followed, despite that he and Helena both knew the cops were still in Brooklyn looking for the old mans' killers. Gerard and Helena had made it to lower Manhatten by now and the traffic was jamming up. They weren't exactly sure where they were going, just anywhere. Helena sat calmly in the passaenger. The mood was already grim for her. She stared down at a ring on her finger. Gerard had given that to her the day the ranaway together and started their life of crime. It was an engagement ring. Gerard had said to her, "As soon as we find a place where we can settle down, someplace quiet where we don't have reputations for stupid shit, we'll get married." Two years and countless additions to her reputation later, she's in the passenger seat of a car, looking at the same beat-up ring, yet to be replaced by the official wedding ring. But she knew it wasn't Gerards' fault. He had really tried to calm things down, but more victims, more cops, more problems. They drove around all night, haveing had to refill on gas once. They needed a destination, someplace to crash, hideout for a while. Neither one let the other know, but both Helena and Gerard were thinking, maybe they'd find a place to settle and leave the life of crime while they were still moderately unsuspected by the people arround them. They were both losing their edge. All the feelings of remorse came fluttering in, as if all the countless sins finally caught up to them for some unknown reason. They had ended up on a road directly faceing World Trade 1 and 2, but they were still about 2 blocks away. For whatever reason, traffic was at a dead stop. Suddenly, Helena felt a churning feeling in her stomach. She watched the sky in an unnatural, untriggered confusion, as if she had sensed the following events. She looked out the right passenger window and saw a plane flying close to the ground. Meanwhile, Gerard stared directly ahead of him, not noticing the plane untill it crashed directly into the Northern Tower. Helena instantly screamed, Gerard was too shocked to do anything but sit in a silence of awe. Helena opened the door to stick her head out and puke. Gerard jiggled the handle to his door without looking, or really focusing on anything except the smoke in the sky. Then, out of the sky, a second plane swerved and hit the Southern Tower, almost as if... it had gone out of its way to hit the tower. Gerard mumbled to himself, "Oh. Shit. This could not have been an accident. Not both." Helena without thinking ran from the car, away from the sight. Gerard followed, also without thinking. As he ran to catch up to Helena, he just kept thinking "No way that was an accident."

Tuesday January 22, 2013 
| Posted by: inoyu49

my newest drama fanfic! enjoy...

Helena and Gerard looked at eachother in fear. They had just commited a violent murder and robbery and the cops were coming closer and closer. "Quick! Gerard, just go in the f*cking house!" Gerard panicked and kicked in the door. He scrambled around the house for keys. Helena jumped in the door and closed it behind her. Gerard ran upstairs still looking for the keys. It didn't seem as though anyone was home. Yet, the car was right outside. Running through the upstairs hallway, Gerard passed the bathroom... and an eerie sight that Gerard only glimpsed enough to make him backstep out of curiosity. Gerard stared into the bathroom. Lying in the full tub of blood was a middle-aged man with his slit wrists. Gerard stared in awe. What could it take to do that to yourself? What pain could possibly enough to push the edge. And then he thought of himself. He had killed countless times on the run. And he thought of the dead mans' family. How bad they will feel. And the familys' of all the people he's killed. How much worse they must feel knowing that the person who did them an injustice has never come to justice. But there was no more time to think. He ran into the bedroom and found the keys in a coat spread out on the bed. He ran back downstairs, met up with Helena, and the couple jetted out of the house. Gerard almost couldn't focusing on makeing a getaway as he stuck the key in the ignition. He was too cought up in the image of the man lying there with his wrists slit. He almost dosed off before Helena yelled, "C'mon! Drive!" Gerard snapped out of it and stepped his foot on the gas. They headed towards the city. The date was September 10, 2001...

Sunday January 20, 2013 
| Posted by: inoyu49

i don't how many of you guys like rap, but this is a sad song by an Austrailian rap group named HillTop Hoods. Don't worry its not about like bitches, hoes, drugs, or murder. it's a very relevent song and i think you guys will aprreciate its message. enjoy!

Sunday January 20, 2013 
| Posted by: inoyu49

The 5th part to my newest drama story/fanfic! enjoy!

They left the old mans' house just as the sirens went on. But they couldn't take the trailer, it would be too suspicious. They ran around the corner, down a block, and ducked into an alley where they rested hidden behind a dumpster, with their other side hidden by a fence in the middle of the alley. The stuck there heads out in time to see two cop cars rush past the alley, not noticeing Gerard or Helena. They stuck there heads over the fence and saw the same cars rush past the other side of the alley. They heard tires screech and quickly hopped the fence before the cops could pass them again. They ran across the street and ducked into another alley. They waited in the shadows for about 3 mintues until the sirens stopped. They went back around the corner to find two cop cars and an ambulance parked at the old mans house. There was a man, presumably a neighbor, that was explaining that he had seen " a man with black hair in a black jacket" jump from the window of the house and into the pool, where he drowned the man. Gerard had been spotted by this neighbor in the midst of the murder. Gerard and Helena ducked back into another alley, where the took some clothes from their sack. Gerard changed into something the cops wouldn't be looking for, left his old clothes there, and then the couple ran a safe 5 1/2 blocks away. They needed an ecscape vehicle to make it to the city, where they could blend in. They spotted a car about a block ahead. It seemed to be the only car parked in the street as opposed to a driveway. They ran towards it, only to find it was locked. "Well," Helena said, "break the window and hotwire that shit". "Are you crazy"? Gerard said, "The cops are down the block looking for us, and you want me to break into a car that might have an alarm? Besides, i don't even know how to hotwire." Helena thought. "Well then," go inside and find the keys." she said. "Again, are you crazy? Another home invasion? And the person is probably home, which might lead to another murder." They were stumped. Then the sirens started again as the cop cars rushed down the block. They had to think of something fast.

Thursday January 17, 2013 
| Posted by: inoyu49

The 4th part to my newish drama story... enjoy!

Gerard didn't want to fight, but it was so simple. Helena was trying to take things they didn't need. It was dead weight and there was no reason to take anything but the necesseties: food and new clothes. He tried to explain this, but she lashed and didn't listen. She wanted to take those dishes and silverware. Gerard didn't understand and thought about just letting her have it. It wouldn't be THAT bad. But it was the principle. If he let her win over something so stupid after the fight both of them had just put up, she would mistake his kindness for weakness and take advantage of him in the future. He couldn't risk it. "Helena, you are not taking that useless shit!" he yelled with ferocity. "Now drop it!" he demanded. He saw her consider it and even get a little nervous of Gerards' dark side turned on her. But she stould her ground, fighting with the same arguement that Gerard had presented to himself only moments before. "It's not that big of a deal! We don't need it, but we don't need to leave it! It doesn't matter!" she stated. "But we're barely gonna use them before we have to evacuate the trailer. We're in the city now, a trailer going around is a little out of the ordinary in the middle of a city. We're gonna have it to leave it somewhere. And when we pack our shit vacate, we're not takeing that shit, the plates and stuff. So there's no point! It's stupid!" Gerard said. "You're stupid! And can't believe we're fighting about this! It's bullshit! I'm takeing this." Helena said "No you are not, Helena" said Gerard. "F*ck you!" said Helena. "F*ck you!" said Gerard. Without thinking Helena freaked out and tossed one of the dishes straight at Gerards' head. He ducked, barely avoiding it, and in a second, Gerards' switchblade was drwan, open and in the air, heading towards Helena. She swirved to the right, missing it and she yelled, "What the hell is wrong with you!?" Silence. What was wrong with the both of them. Gerard dropped. He sat against the wall in tears of sorrows and thought. Helena sighed and turned around putting her hand to her forhead in disbelief. Gerard said, "I'm sorry" too quiet for Helena to even hear. He thought about how terrible he felt after drowning the old man. He had never felt bad about killing like that before. He was losing his edge. And Helenas' dream was eating at him too. Vampires saying to repent or be punished, maybe she had a guilty conscious too. What was wrong with them? What ever it was, it had to go now.

Saturday January 12, 2013 
| Posted by: inoyu49

the 3rd part to my new drama story!

Helena and Gerard had been on the road as runaway criminals for almost 2 years and NEVER had they made such a stupid mistake as breaking into a house in broad daylight while the owner was home! Gerard reached the top of the stairs and saw the pull string to a compartment on the ceiling. He pulled to reveal the ladder to the attic. He climbed it and saw the window that overlooked the pool. Opening the window he looked down into the back and at the pool. The old man had not noticed him, which meant he had succeeded so far. He took a nervous breath and jumped. He felt the adrenaline take over from there as he landed on the old man, banging the mans head on the bottom of the pool. Gerard pulled up bringing his head out of the water and held the man under. Helena worked quickly inside, stuffing the sack full of food. She rushed upstairs and packed clean clothes. Gerard was struggling to hold him under. For an old man, he had a lot of fight in him. Gerard realized the horror of what he was doing in the middle. But it was too late. The man floated face down in his pool. Gerard climbed out and walked in soaken wet. Helena was just getting done packing silverwarte and plates. "What do we need all that shit for?" he said. "What shit, these dishes?" she said. "Yeah." Gerard said as though it was the most obvious thing. "What do you mean." she said. "I mean, it's just extra weight. We don't need it. We have trays and plates in the trailer." And then they argued. It would escalate into the only real fight they had ever had as a couple.