Oh the Things I'd Do For Her

Kidnapped by a killer bassist

  I sit in my room watching Mike and Molly peacefully like I always do. I couldn't ask for a better night. Parents were away, I was conjuring up ideas for a comic I would like to create. A little while ago Gerard Way started a contest for artists who wanted to work with him. All you had to do was enter by sending in a unique and almost unthinkable world. It had to have more than the character, but no more than fifteen. It needed a setting and most of all needed a preview of the idea of the comic you wanted. it had to be atleast twenty pages long and no more than fifty. If you went over you were disqualified. I, on the other hand had won. I took the killjoys made then my own then design them as if they were living in the black parade. That was part of the cutest details. You had to add My Chemical Romance album ideas to your artwork. The entire experience was extremely fun. Now I just had to come up with done ideas for a comic to work on with Gerard. He was extremely nice about it and have me time to do this.

  I hear the front door creak open downstairs making me jump. I get up and lock my door then dial 911. The door couldn't have opened on ours own. It was not windy and that door was locked right. No animal would be able to get in.

  Once I finished with being in the phone, I stayed in my room. Nothing bad could happen right? I locked my door. Then it hit me. The front door was locked which means whoever got in, could easily get into my room. I started breathing heavily as of what these people wanted. Then the lights came on downstairs. I quickly turn my lamp off then hide inner my bed. It was the best thing I could think of.

  I see the door gently open then two feet covered by vans walk in. I hold my breath as they make their way towards my bed.

  "I know you're in here. I can smell you." the voice almost sounded like Max Green. I slowly tried to think of an idea to escape. But to no avail, I was thoughtless. I sigh before I feel my hair getting gripped tightly. My eyes widen and a panicked scream escapes my lips. However this is pulls me from under the bed using my hair causing me to squirm around and scream at the same time. My attacker then pulls me up to his face.

  It was Max Green...

I look into his eyes that were full of blood lust. He raised his knife as I closed my eyes. I waited for him to stab me and kill me on the spot. But he didn't. Instead he pulled me to his chest. I open my eyes to look at him. He had tears rushing down his face. I removed one hand from his waist and wiped the tears from his face away. He sniffed then looked down at me.

  "I couldn't do it." I turned my head in confusion at Max.

  "I couldn't kill you. Let alone hurt you." He smiled at me. It was beautiful.

  "I've been watching you for a while. Studying you. You're to sweet. Too kind. Too perfect. Too beautiful." a small tint of pink appears on his face. I smile then kiss his cheek.

  "Would you come with me?" He asks. I look at him confused again.

  "I want you to live with me. I live in the woods. It's not much but I want to show you that I can give you everything. Please just come with me. I won't hurt you." Max was begging by now. It was cute. Before he kind of went insane and. killed a ton of people, I would say yes without hesitation. But then again...

  "Yes Max. I would love too."