Categories > Celebrities > My Chemical Romance > Things Shouldnt be this way...
Chapter One
After being cuffed and asked medical questions he was being led down long, dark stone corridors. The further and deeper he went in the more cold and depressing it became. How he was going to survive 15 years of this was to dreadful to even think about. Walking through he couldn't help but think that he won't ever see the outside world again, almost positive that he will die in here. If it weren't someone else then he would end up doing it him-self.
Finally they reached the main area. Have you ever seen them videos that they used to show you in school about animal cruelty and factory farming, there were rows and rows off cages where the hens would be squeezed into? Well if you have then the surroundings were some what similar. Gerard's stomach churned at the sight. This is what he now calls home... never this is his punishment and his home is back with mum, dad and Mikey. No matter what happens no one can take the memories away. They are his and no one else's.
He was being dragged along carelessly down a row of cells. Finally they stopped. He looked at the cell eyes refusing to actually look between the bars. On the wall beside the cell it read 'M 13' weird right? Gerard stared at it and couldn't help but feel a weird sensation that he couldn't describe. Maybe coincidence but 'M' Mikey and '13' was his age he would never be older or younger in Gerard's eyes Mikey would always be 13. Then making Gerard squeak in surprise the guard nudged Gerard towards the now open cell. Also he was now un-cuffed, this must of happened whilst lost in thought. Then he was shoved in the cell making him fall on the floor. He stayed there as he heard the cell slam shut leaving a slight echoing sound and the sound of the guard's boots becoming fainter as the distance away increased.
Gerards stayed frozen on floor from where he had fallen, even though he could feel eyes burning into him the fear was over powering. It must off been at least 5 minutes of nothing. It may not sound like a long time but if you ever want time to speed up it does the complete opposite and slows down. Finally the man that was laid on the bottom bunk moved and stood over Gerard.
He was tall and thin but still had large muscles. His hair was long and black it seamed as though he hadn't washed it a while, it also seamed to be straw like, similar a horses tail. Ironically his face shape also resembled a horse it was long and narrow. One of the most shocking features about the man was his eyes. They were shocking blue; I bet that even from a distance they stood out, they were defiantly his most defining feature. You would have thought that his eyes would have been a beautiful attractive aspect but you would be wrong. There was an evil fire alight, showing that there was no goodness to be found. The evil grin backed up the message his eyes where giving.
This man was Bert McCracken
"Get up kid" Bert barked kicking Gerard lightly in his side. Gerard jumped slightly but slowly got up, he was trying to hide the fear but his whole body was shaking violently. Bert noticed the shaking and his grin grew wider. Gerard finally managed to stand steady but his head was still bowed down and his hair covering his young pretty face. Bert circled him like a predator would his prey. He checked out his young virgin body. Gerard still had all his puppy fat making him look even more child like. He was also small compared to Bert only reaching his shoulders.
"What's your name pretty?" Bert asked as though he was talking to a three your old that had lost their mum. Gerard instantly shivered to his words. It was defiantly not a good thing to be called 'pretty' by a man in prison deprived of sex.
"Gerard" he whispered like he was actually mentally telling him-self. Still, Bert heard.
"Gerard, huh? Well from now on you're Gee okay!" he stated. Gerard or should I say Gee gulped and nodded tensely.
"Look at me Gee" Bert ordered now stood in front of him. Gerard slowly lifted his head revealing his face. His eyes were closed tightly as he silently prayed, his lips were pursed. As Bert looked at the young boys face it couldn't help but remind him a little girl. I guess Gerard long hair didn't help. His appearance made him a target not only to the child molesters but to the dirty straight guys who wouldn't have much trouble imagining Gerard as a girl.
"Open you eyes" Bert spat getting slightly annoyed. Gerard's eyes slowly opened as he revealed himself to his hell. His eyes were wide, shinny and full of fear. Bert looked into Gerards eyes and couldn't help but turned on by the boys' innocence.
"How old are you gee?" he asked. It looked as though he was still only around 15, but obviously he thought that's impossible as you have to be 18 to go to actual prison.
"Sixteen" he squeaked out his voice confirming him age. Bert raised his eyebrows not really in disbelief because sixteen defiantly looked his age if not younger but the fact that he was here confused him.
"How's that possible?" Was his simple reply. Before answering Gerard stalled slightly unsure of how to explain. Finally after Bert's eyes told him he was getting impatient he replied.
"Bad luck" Gerard said briefly hoping that answer would satisfy him. Luckily it did.
"Ha bad luck for you maybe, but good luck for me" he replied slyly winking at Gerard. "So Gee, you've obviously been a bad girl. I think that its time I taught you a lesson." He continued with his sly corny voice.
It made Gerard want to be sick, he wasn't even Gay well he wasn't exactly straight either to be honest he hadn't really been attracted to anyone before. When looking at girls he found them (well most of them) elegant and pretty not sexy. Sometimes he found himself admiring other lad's body but told him-self that it was only because he wanted to look like that and whished he had the nice toned manly body.
Bert cupped Gerard face and started to viciously kiss him and ramming his dirty tongue into Gerard's frigid mouth. Gerard shook his head in protest and tried to push Bert off but Bert was to strong, a tall masculine 29 year old or a small tubby 16 year old, do the math. Gerard wasn't stupid either he knew where this was heading but he wasn't about to give up and become someone's play toy so he bit Bert tongue as it was being forced into his mouth. Stupid yes but still it made Bert pull away with his tongue hanging out. He hadn't bitten it hard enough to do much damage just bleed a little.
"You fucking twat!" he growled with his hand over his mouth. "I was going to go easy on you but forget it; you'll get what you deserve!" Bert swallowed the blood that had gathered in his mouth and looked into Gerards wet fearful eyes. He seriously regretted doing that. Bert's face was red with heat burning off and a large vein on his forehead was telling Gerard to run.
He leapt at Gerard sending him to the floor with Bert on top. Bert straddled him and pinned both Gerards hands above his head with his right hand and the left worked on his belt buckle. Gerard wriggled and kicked but there was no way to prevent what was about to happen. He was just going to have to be strong. It not as thought he hadn't thought about it. Actually he had thought about it a lot but it didn't prepare him or help in anyway what so ever.
Was he getting what he deserved?
AN. please review if you want me to carry on :D
After being cuffed and asked medical questions he was being led down long, dark stone corridors. The further and deeper he went in the more cold and depressing it became. How he was going to survive 15 years of this was to dreadful to even think about. Walking through he couldn't help but think that he won't ever see the outside world again, almost positive that he will die in here. If it weren't someone else then he would end up doing it him-self.
Finally they reached the main area. Have you ever seen them videos that they used to show you in school about animal cruelty and factory farming, there were rows and rows off cages where the hens would be squeezed into? Well if you have then the surroundings were some what similar. Gerard's stomach churned at the sight. This is what he now calls home... never this is his punishment and his home is back with mum, dad and Mikey. No matter what happens no one can take the memories away. They are his and no one else's.
He was being dragged along carelessly down a row of cells. Finally they stopped. He looked at the cell eyes refusing to actually look between the bars. On the wall beside the cell it read 'M 13' weird right? Gerard stared at it and couldn't help but feel a weird sensation that he couldn't describe. Maybe coincidence but 'M' Mikey and '13' was his age he would never be older or younger in Gerard's eyes Mikey would always be 13. Then making Gerard squeak in surprise the guard nudged Gerard towards the now open cell. Also he was now un-cuffed, this must of happened whilst lost in thought. Then he was shoved in the cell making him fall on the floor. He stayed there as he heard the cell slam shut leaving a slight echoing sound and the sound of the guard's boots becoming fainter as the distance away increased.
Gerards stayed frozen on floor from where he had fallen, even though he could feel eyes burning into him the fear was over powering. It must off been at least 5 minutes of nothing. It may not sound like a long time but if you ever want time to speed up it does the complete opposite and slows down. Finally the man that was laid on the bottom bunk moved and stood over Gerard.
He was tall and thin but still had large muscles. His hair was long and black it seamed as though he hadn't washed it a while, it also seamed to be straw like, similar a horses tail. Ironically his face shape also resembled a horse it was long and narrow. One of the most shocking features about the man was his eyes. They were shocking blue; I bet that even from a distance they stood out, they were defiantly his most defining feature. You would have thought that his eyes would have been a beautiful attractive aspect but you would be wrong. There was an evil fire alight, showing that there was no goodness to be found. The evil grin backed up the message his eyes where giving.
This man was Bert McCracken
"Get up kid" Bert barked kicking Gerard lightly in his side. Gerard jumped slightly but slowly got up, he was trying to hide the fear but his whole body was shaking violently. Bert noticed the shaking and his grin grew wider. Gerard finally managed to stand steady but his head was still bowed down and his hair covering his young pretty face. Bert circled him like a predator would his prey. He checked out his young virgin body. Gerard still had all his puppy fat making him look even more child like. He was also small compared to Bert only reaching his shoulders.
"What's your name pretty?" Bert asked as though he was talking to a three your old that had lost their mum. Gerard instantly shivered to his words. It was defiantly not a good thing to be called 'pretty' by a man in prison deprived of sex.
"Gerard" he whispered like he was actually mentally telling him-self. Still, Bert heard.
"Gerard, huh? Well from now on you're Gee okay!" he stated. Gerard or should I say Gee gulped and nodded tensely.
"Look at me Gee" Bert ordered now stood in front of him. Gerard slowly lifted his head revealing his face. His eyes were closed tightly as he silently prayed, his lips were pursed. As Bert looked at the young boys face it couldn't help but remind him a little girl. I guess Gerard long hair didn't help. His appearance made him a target not only to the child molesters but to the dirty straight guys who wouldn't have much trouble imagining Gerard as a girl.
"Open you eyes" Bert spat getting slightly annoyed. Gerard's eyes slowly opened as he revealed himself to his hell. His eyes were wide, shinny and full of fear. Bert looked into Gerards eyes and couldn't help but turned on by the boys' innocence.
"How old are you gee?" he asked. It looked as though he was still only around 15, but obviously he thought that's impossible as you have to be 18 to go to actual prison.
"Sixteen" he squeaked out his voice confirming him age. Bert raised his eyebrows not really in disbelief because sixteen defiantly looked his age if not younger but the fact that he was here confused him.
"How's that possible?" Was his simple reply. Before answering Gerard stalled slightly unsure of how to explain. Finally after Bert's eyes told him he was getting impatient he replied.
"Bad luck" Gerard said briefly hoping that answer would satisfy him. Luckily it did.
"Ha bad luck for you maybe, but good luck for me" he replied slyly winking at Gerard. "So Gee, you've obviously been a bad girl. I think that its time I taught you a lesson." He continued with his sly corny voice.
It made Gerard want to be sick, he wasn't even Gay well he wasn't exactly straight either to be honest he hadn't really been attracted to anyone before. When looking at girls he found them (well most of them) elegant and pretty not sexy. Sometimes he found himself admiring other lad's body but told him-self that it was only because he wanted to look like that and whished he had the nice toned manly body.
Bert cupped Gerard face and started to viciously kiss him and ramming his dirty tongue into Gerard's frigid mouth. Gerard shook his head in protest and tried to push Bert off but Bert was to strong, a tall masculine 29 year old or a small tubby 16 year old, do the math. Gerard wasn't stupid either he knew where this was heading but he wasn't about to give up and become someone's play toy so he bit Bert tongue as it was being forced into his mouth. Stupid yes but still it made Bert pull away with his tongue hanging out. He hadn't bitten it hard enough to do much damage just bleed a little.
"You fucking twat!" he growled with his hand over his mouth. "I was going to go easy on you but forget it; you'll get what you deserve!" Bert swallowed the blood that had gathered in his mouth and looked into Gerards wet fearful eyes. He seriously regretted doing that. Bert's face was red with heat burning off and a large vein on his forehead was telling Gerard to run.
He leapt at Gerard sending him to the floor with Bert on top. Bert straddled him and pinned both Gerards hands above his head with his right hand and the left worked on his belt buckle. Gerard wriggled and kicked but there was no way to prevent what was about to happen. He was just going to have to be strong. It not as thought he hadn't thought about it. Actually he had thought about it a lot but it didn't prepare him or help in anyway what so ever.
Was he getting what he deserved?
AN. please review if you want me to carry on :D
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