Chapter Thirty Two

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“He was just a kid, he was scared, you didn’t have to kill him!” I banged my head into the wall.

“And risk him finding us later? Always having to run? He was going to kill you Lana! Get your fucking head straight!” Gerard screamed.

“I am not going to have this conversation, you just murdered a boy-“ I shook my head hysterically.

“This is only the beginning, the road we’re going down, there’s no turning back. So you decide now, if you’re ready to face the facts from this point on.” Gerard gave me a serious look.

“What are you even going on about?” I began to sob.

“Lana-“ Frank started.

“No. She needs to choose. Does she stay or leave?” Gerard cut him off.

“What are you talking about!?” I yelled at him.

“Chances are, we have to leave town. And if that’s true, we’ll have to leave right away. There’s no turning back. You’ll have to forget your life as you knew it, start anew.” Gerard said.

“Wh-?” I blinked.

“She’s not ready, don’t bring thi-” Frank started again.

“She’s ready. Choose now Lana, we don’t have time.”

“How can you ask me that? What about my Mom?” I dragged my hands down my face.

“It’s up to you, you either have to say bye to Frank or bye to your Mother.”

“I won’t leave her behind, Gerard.” Frank shook his head.

“Then you will both risk being found again, you’d put your family and friends at risk. These people would burn your house down if it meant finishing business.”

“And who are these people?! The mafia?! They’re done. We killed the boss, we killed the bosses son, no one to succeed him!” My palms began to sweat, paranoia catching up with me.

“They’ve got a next in line, there’s always a next in line. Like a vice-president. And we, are top on their list for major threats now.” Gerard said, cupping his hands around his mouth to light a cigarette.

“How could you possibly know this?” I groaned in frustration.

“I can’t tell you that.” He shook his head. I almost exploded on him.

“So we’re keeping secrets now? Really?” I glared at him with full on rage.

“Time will tell.”

“Time. Will. Tell. Wow. Whatever, fuck you. fuck this. I don’t care because nothing could possibly surprise me anymore.” I sighed.

“Make your decision.” He grimaced.

“I.. Just… We’ll wait till the time comes, okay? I’ll make my decision then. That’s final.” I grimaced back.

“But if you have to make that decision in a split second, you be ready to do that you got it? No turning back.” He reminded.

“Yeah yeah. I got it alright. Say goodbye to Frank or Mom real fucking easy, thanks for being considerate.” I rolled my eyes.

Gerard simply shrugged. Ah, he was back in asshole independent guy mode again, the one that acted like he had no feelings.

“I’m going to take care of it hon, I won’t leave you behind. We’ll manage. I’ll keep you safe.“ Frank put a hand on my shoulder.

“Let her get shot again?” Gerard scoffed.

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