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“You’re in a gang?” Frank says, only half joking with a smirk on his face. Mikey’s face however has dropped at the question, his horror more than evident to Frank, who’s now looking more concerned than anything.
“Frank…” Mikey starts with a shaky breath
“A lucky guess?” Frank asks with a teeth-gritted smile and Mikey can’t help but chuckle then.
“Yeah, lucky guess” he replies with a sad smile.Mikey and Gerard were raised surrounded by violence, death and destruction; it's no surprise they found themselves caught up in it. Gerard joined a gang at age sixteen, and Mikey followed in his footsteps, joining himself when he was fifteen, and six years on there both still entangled in it. The head of the gang, Garret Walker, was a firm man but a close friend of Gerard’s. They’d known each other on a personal level since Gerard was thirteen and Garret seventeen, but he’d known of him before then from whispers on the street and cautionary tales from his mother. Though none of those things seemed to deter the teen from buying weed off of him, and that purchase of two grams of flower threw Gerard straight into the world of drug abuse and gang violence.
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26 Sep 2025