"God, I've missed seeing you struggling against my grip."
I can barely stand, as I make my way to the pile of clothes by the door.
He has never been so rough with me. This is by far the worst condition I've been in after sex.
"Gerard, are you feeling okay?"
My head spins as I bend down, collecting my clothes off the wooden floor.
"Gerard?"
Black spots begin to quickly cover my vision, as I feel my leg's give way.
Darkness.
After fighting for consciousness, I let it slip away.
Am I dying? Oh lord, please!
Let me die.
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A/N- Hello you beautiful people! It's been a while since I've updated Fire. Sorry. Anyway, I'm back to writing it. These few chapters are short, but it wont be short chapters forever.
Fuck that lol
Enjoy xo
-Sammy
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Fight Fire with Fire (Frerard)
FanfictionI wanted to both kiss the bruises off his poor milky skin and cause more. He was an asshole. A pure descendant of the devil. Why did I ever let him in my life? The moment I laid eyes upon him was the moment I knew his middle name spelt trouble. -- G...
