I can't remember how i got here. Or when. I just know that I'm here now. My legs are above boiling water, if i try to escape, I'll be scolded. Literally and figuratively.
This feels like some sick game. Like I'm in some Saw movie. Except it's not something i can avoid by completing a task. And i haven't done anything to be in a Saw film.
I sat above the water wondering when he would return. Sometimes he was lovely.... others he was horrid.
I'd learned to behave though. If i behave and don't struggle so much, he's lovely. It's not so bad when he's lovely.
He soon burst through the door.
"Gerard. M missed you today.." his speech was slurred. I eternally breathed a sigh of relief. He was drunk.
"Hey... can you let me down..?" I ask, hesitant though i know he'll agree. He does everything i ask when he's drunk. Everything except freedom. I'd never ask for freedom, he'll kill me if i dare.
This life isn't nice. It's barely a life. It's a survival. But it's okay.. it'll always be okay eventually because Mikey and his friends will come get me soon, with the police. They'll take Bert away and I'll be back at home. That's just how it'll be. I'm goddamn sure of it.
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Won't You Come Back Home? // f.g
Fanfiction'Gerard Arthur Way, 26, was reported missing on May 3rd 2004 at 19:36. Brother, Michael Way, claims Gerard was simply visiting the local store when he encountered a jealous ex.' _________________________________ kidnapped au gerard x frank happy en...
