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Chapter Seventeen: Horrid Images
~FRANKIE’S P.O.V!~
I breathed heavily as I ran followed by Mikey, as Gerard’s father lead the way rushing towards Ellena’s roaring screams of horror.
Was she hurt?
Had Gerard lashed out at her?
What happened!?
I noticed a young brunet maid rush past up, gripping 5 long needles.
“Needles?” I breathed.
Mikey’s hand slid into mine, he shot me a concerned glare.
That one look had said it all.
There was nothing wrong with Ellena.
Gerard was in danger.
“GERARD!” I screamed, pushing my short legs further, as fast as they would go.
We soon took a right, welcomed by a long faded staircase.
I took, 2 steps at a time coming to a sudden stop.
“Needles, give them to me!” Gerard’s father roared, as the maid placed the 5 long needles in his hand.
He pushed the door open, we followed.
I froze.
Mikey’s hands wrapped around my waste.
“G-Gerard..” He whispered, holding me steady as I began to lose my balance.
There Gerard lay, still and helpless.
Ellena rested his head on her lap. sobbing.
Gerard chest bare, ripped and torn.
He was soaked in blood, and drowned it seemed in his own blood
“W-Who did this to him!?” I yelped.
Mikey pulled me closer towards me.
“Frankie.. I- He..” Mikey’s voice trailed of, as Gerard’s father held out Gerard’s right arm.
My jaw dropped.
My heart broke.
Gerard’s arm soaked and bloody, ‘Frankie’ carved deep into his arm.
I breathed heavily, I had lost my balance luckily Mikey had caught me holding me up.
The tears came, they drizzled down my face.
‘He cut himself. He had attempted suicide, BECAUSE OF ME!’ I thought in disbelief.
Mikey hushed me, kissing my cheek continuing calming me down.
Gerard’s father, ripped open his sleeve.
“Were losing him! Ellena, eject my blood into him. NOW!” He yelled, ripping open the sealed packed with the clean syringe.
Ellena obeyed, ripping opened the sealed packets, she began to fill each syringe with his blood ejecting it into Gerard’s upper arm, the only place that hadn’t been cut.
The brunet maid, kneeled beside Gerard’s father, ripping open a sealed packed with her teeth ejecting her own blood into him.
Gerard’s father looked at her bedazzled, soon smiling in thanks.
Mikey gripped my waste tightly for a moment. “Sit here, I’m going to help okay?”
I nodded, as Mikey placed me against the black wall. I slid down it, clenching my knees close to me.
He was dying.
All because of me, he lay helpless on the floor of his bedroom, drenched in his..
Sweet.. Sweet bl- SHUT UP!
I bit my lip, as my throat throbbed.
I hadn’t realized how drained, and thirsty I was.
I wanted his blood, and I wanted it now.
I mentally slapped myself.
He was dying.
And all I could think about was how hurry I was.
Pathetic.
Ignorant.
Stupid.
That’s exactly what I was.
I was selfish.
He lay dying because of me.
Because he loved me.
“FUCK, WERE LOSING HIM. FASTER.” Gerard’s father yelled.
The tears ran down my cheek as I watched them all, injected Gerard’s father’s blood into Gerard. The brunet maid injected her own into him quickly.
--
An hour had passed.
Gerard’s father sat silently beside his son.
Mikey moved his way towards me.
I was tempted to lick the blood of his hand, but I held back.
The brunet maid, cleaned his wounds, as Gerard’s father move him towards his bed.
“Ellena get the guitar and put it away.”
Ellena obeyed, closing the large case, sliding it under his bed.
Guitar?
Why did he had a guitar—
My thoughts were interrupted.
“Sir.. Its going to scar.” She whispered, wiping away the blood from his right arm.
The tear’s formed.
Ellena was right.
Gerard had carved my name so deeply into his skin, and the amount of blood lose was the result of scaring. He had lost so much blood, his body was finding it hard enough to heal all the torn skin.
“I-Its going to scar?” I whispered, my voice broken.
Mikey caressed my cheek. “Yes Frankie.” He mumbled sadly.
“Go to bed.” Gerard’s father muttered, broken heartedly. “The part will still go on at sunset.”
I eyed him darkly. “B-But Gerard! We can’t have a fucking party!” I screamed, as Mikey pulled my body towards me holding me back.
“GO TO BED.” Gerard’s father snapped, turning his face towards me.
His eyed filled with tears.
I stood, slapping Mikey’s hand away.
I walked towards Gerard’s father, passing him looking over Gerard’s scared body.
The brunet maid, took a step backwards.
I kneeled. “Get better.” I whispered.
There was no question about it.
I new somehow he had heard me.
I stocked his cheek, tempted to feed of him.
I grinned, Turing towards Gerard’s father.
“Good night.” I whispered apologetically.
He nodded his head in acceptance.
I walked towards Mikey, his eyes small in think with envy.
I grinned, wrapping my arm around him.
“Lets go.”
I turned my back to Gerard, awaiting Mikey to react.
Suddenly, Mikey pushed my hand away firmly away from his waste.
He’s to arms wrapped around my lower back, he pulled my close towards him.
His lips touched mine.
I smiled into the kiss.
Mikey nibbled my lower lips, as I allowed him access.
After hours or so we broke apart.
I blushed, pulling away from his grasp, I turned towards Gerard’s father who rolled his eyes.
My gaze then flutter to the brunet maid, her eye wide in horror and sadness, she looked towards Gerard.
My eye’s followed hers, and there Gerard lay his eye barley open, he closed them suddenly as I looked at him.
I looked up towards the maid, my eyes wide- jaw open.
‘Had- Had he seen?’
She had read my thoughts, nodding sadly.
Gerard had seem me kissing Mikey.
Mikey’s had wrapped around my waste. “I love you Frankie.” He whispered.
I nodded.
He paused as he opened the door. “Don’t you love me?” He questioned.
WAS HE AWARE GERARD LISTENING?!
I shook if off.
Of course not.
I grinned. “I love you too Mikey.”
Mikey smiled warmly towards me, kissing passionately once more.
I smiled once we pulled away.
His lips were so soft.
I turned towards Gerard, gasping.
His head lifted, dripping with blood as he eyed me.
His head fell back, as Gerard’s father turned curiously towards him.
“What is it Frankie?” He asked.
I grinned. “N-Nothing.” I whispered through thin lips.
Mikey lead me up the old faded staircase.
Gerard had saw me.
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WARNING-
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~FRANKIE’S P.O.V!~
I breathed heavily as I ran followed by Mikey, as Gerard’s father lead the way rushing towards Ellena’s roaring screams of horror.
Was she hurt?
Had Gerard lashed out at her?
What happened!?
I noticed a young brunet maid rush past up, gripping 5 long needles.
“Needles?” I breathed.
Mikey’s hand slid into mine, he shot me a concerned glare.
That one look had said it all.
There was nothing wrong with Ellena.
Gerard was in danger.
“GERARD!” I screamed, pushing my short legs further, as fast as they would go.
We soon took a right, welcomed by a long faded staircase.
I took, 2 steps at a time coming to a sudden stop.
“Needles, give them to me!” Gerard’s father roared, as the maid placed the 5 long needles in his hand.
He pushed the door open, we followed.
I froze.
Mikey’s hands wrapped around my waste.
“G-Gerard..” He whispered, holding me steady as I began to lose my balance.
There Gerard lay, still and helpless.
Ellena rested his head on her lap. sobbing.
Gerard chest bare, ripped and torn.
He was soaked in blood, and drowned it seemed in his own blood
“W-Who did this to him!?” I yelped.
Mikey pulled me closer towards me.
“Frankie.. I- He..” Mikey’s voice trailed of, as Gerard’s father held out Gerard’s right arm.
My jaw dropped.
My heart broke.
Gerard’s arm soaked and bloody, ‘Frankie’ carved deep into his arm.
I breathed heavily, I had lost my balance luckily Mikey had caught me holding me up.
The tears came, they drizzled down my face.
‘He cut himself. He had attempted suicide, BECAUSE OF ME!’ I thought in disbelief.
Mikey hushed me, kissing my cheek continuing calming me down.
Gerard’s father, ripped open his sleeve.
“Were losing him! Ellena, eject my blood into him. NOW!” He yelled, ripping open the sealed packed with the clean syringe.
Ellena obeyed, ripping opened the sealed packets, she began to fill each syringe with his blood ejecting it into Gerard’s upper arm, the only place that hadn’t been cut.
The brunet maid, kneeled beside Gerard’s father, ripping open a sealed packed with her teeth ejecting her own blood into him.
Gerard’s father looked at her bedazzled, soon smiling in thanks.
Mikey gripped my waste tightly for a moment. “Sit here, I’m going to help okay?”
I nodded, as Mikey placed me against the black wall. I slid down it, clenching my knees close to me.
He was dying.
All because of me, he lay helpless on the floor of his bedroom, drenched in his..
Sweet.. Sweet bl- SHUT UP!
I bit my lip, as my throat throbbed.
I hadn’t realized how drained, and thirsty I was.
I wanted his blood, and I wanted it now.
I mentally slapped myself.
He was dying.
And all I could think about was how hurry I was.
Pathetic.
Ignorant.
Stupid.
That’s exactly what I was.
I was selfish.
He lay dying because of me.
Because he loved me.
“FUCK, WERE LOSING HIM. FASTER.” Gerard’s father yelled.
The tears ran down my cheek as I watched them all, injected Gerard’s father’s blood into Gerard. The brunet maid injected her own into him quickly.
--
An hour had passed.
Gerard’s father sat silently beside his son.
Mikey moved his way towards me.
I was tempted to lick the blood of his hand, but I held back.
The brunet maid, cleaned his wounds, as Gerard’s father move him towards his bed.
“Ellena get the guitar and put it away.”
Ellena obeyed, closing the large case, sliding it under his bed.
Guitar?
Why did he had a guitar—
My thoughts were interrupted.
“Sir.. Its going to scar.” She whispered, wiping away the blood from his right arm.
The tear’s formed.
Ellena was right.
Gerard had carved my name so deeply into his skin, and the amount of blood lose was the result of scaring. He had lost so much blood, his body was finding it hard enough to heal all the torn skin.
“I-Its going to scar?” I whispered, my voice broken.
Mikey caressed my cheek. “Yes Frankie.” He mumbled sadly.
“Go to bed.” Gerard’s father muttered, broken heartedly. “The part will still go on at sunset.”
I eyed him darkly. “B-But Gerard! We can’t have a fucking party!” I screamed, as Mikey pulled my body towards me holding me back.
“GO TO BED.” Gerard’s father snapped, turning his face towards me.
His eyed filled with tears.
I stood, slapping Mikey’s hand away.
I walked towards Gerard’s father, passing him looking over Gerard’s scared body.
The brunet maid, took a step backwards.
I kneeled. “Get better.” I whispered.
There was no question about it.
I new somehow he had heard me.
I stocked his cheek, tempted to feed of him.
I grinned, Turing towards Gerard’s father.
“Good night.” I whispered apologetically.
He nodded his head in acceptance.
I walked towards Mikey, his eyes small in think with envy.
I grinned, wrapping my arm around him.
“Lets go.”
I turned my back to Gerard, awaiting Mikey to react.
Suddenly, Mikey pushed my hand away firmly away from his waste.
He’s to arms wrapped around my lower back, he pulled my close towards him.
His lips touched mine.
I smiled into the kiss.
Mikey nibbled my lower lips, as I allowed him access.
After hours or so we broke apart.
I blushed, pulling away from his grasp, I turned towards Gerard’s father who rolled his eyes.
My gaze then flutter to the brunet maid, her eye wide in horror and sadness, she looked towards Gerard.
My eye’s followed hers, and there Gerard lay his eye barley open, he closed them suddenly as I looked at him.
I looked up towards the maid, my eyes wide- jaw open.
‘Had- Had he seen?’
She had read my thoughts, nodding sadly.
Gerard had seem me kissing Mikey.
Mikey’s had wrapped around my waste. “I love you Frankie.” He whispered.
I nodded.
He paused as he opened the door. “Don’t you love me?” He questioned.
WAS HE AWARE GERARD LISTENING?!
I shook if off.
Of course not.
I grinned. “I love you too Mikey.”
Mikey smiled warmly towards me, kissing passionately once more.
I smiled once we pulled away.
His lips were so soft.
I turned towards Gerard, gasping.
His head lifted, dripping with blood as he eyed me.
His head fell back, as Gerard’s father turned curiously towards him.
“What is it Frankie?” He asked.
I grinned. “N-Nothing.” I whispered through thin lips.
Mikey lead me up the old faded staircase.
Gerard had saw me.
-------------------------
REVIEWWW! Giggles
ALSO.
WARNING-
This Story Is Gonna Start To Have A Little Spice. -winks- Just Like Gerard Way Taught Us- REVENGE IS SWEET!
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