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Who Even Cares (Gerard Way)

Hi guyzzzzzzz! Hope you enjoy that one! That's the Part 2! Also I found my Killjoy name, it's Broken Sound. Is it nice?

I felt so blurred... Not the world, but me. From the moment I was born, I had never expected that to happen to me. I knew a lot of people got abused or raped, but I always had been happy, strong and way too intense to even... Think about it. And now, as I pulled on that guy's arm so that he would release me, I realized that I felt even safer ever since I was dating Gerard. He was really intimidating to the people he didn't like, and no one ever dared to be mean to him. 

But now, Gee wasn't there and I was pretty much alone with four guys, not that those three drunken idiots counted (they were stupidly giggling behind a bench, trying to hide from each other behind their fingers), but they were still four. At some point, I felt shoved against a three. My teeth gritted and I stopped breathing as the sharp pain in my back wouldn't stop. I let out a soft sob, but got back on my feet as I tried to stumble away, but the guy caught me again.

This time, I screamed. Loud. I wanted someone to hear me. I wanted help, because I couldn't seem to be able to help myself. 

But the guy (I didn't know his name, sorry) slapped his hand on my mouth and pushed me to the ground. He ripped my dress. My dress that I loved so much, that Gee had bought me for my birthday... Suddenly angry, I pushed him off me and tried to get up, but he hit my face and everything went pitch black.

I could barely feel hands running on my skin, on my breasts. I wanted to cry. I wanted to throw up. I didn't want that to happen. 

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That's when I heard somebody yell. I tried to open my eyes, but only saw blurred silouhettes running towards [the guy] as he quickly got up and closed his zipper, trying to go away. But two of the four silouhettes ran after him, catched him and beat him while I saw the two others coming towards me.

-(Y/N), (Y/N), are you ok? Can you get up? No? Ok, Mikes, grab her legs, I take her arms. Go...

-Oh, Lord. Let's hope Frank and Gee won't literally kill that guy...

-Why do you hope that?

-We already got in enough trouble, Ray. (Y/N), love, are you awake?

-MmMMmM, I tried to answer, but nothing really came out.

-Okay, well, at least she's conscious!

The boys carried me to the car, while I still heard shouts coming from the park. After that, I fainted again.

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I woke up at Frank's house, the closest to the bar. Mikey, Frank and Ray were talking in the kitchen, and Gee... Well, Gee was sitting next to me, looking both angry and worried. The moments he saw my open eyes, he rushed towars me and threw the icepack that was covering half his face, making me gasp. He had cuts and bruises all over his perfect awesome handsome wonderful amazing pretty boy face.

-Gee! What happened?

-(Y/N), Sugar, are you ok? What did that guy do to you? Are you... Are you hurt? Do you need anything? I swear, if Mikey hadn't... I would've killed him. 

I smiled softly, but the moment he touched me, I fliched, causing both of us to look at each other. I whispered:

-I don't know. I don't think he... Um... Got what he wanted...

Gee was just standing there, unsure of what to do, of what to say, until I softly cried:

-Can I please have a hug?

It was immediate. He sat down, hugged me, and we didn't move from there until I was ready to get up. 

I realized that even if that guy didn't proprely rape me, he had pretty badly assaulted me, and I could not pretend I was entierly fine. But, without Gee, there would've been NO WAY I could've made it. 

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*Five years later*

-Hey (Y/N)!

-Hey Ray! So, it's Gee's birthday today, and I wondered what I could give him...

-I don't know, you're his wife, figure out something!

-But-...

-Bye! 

And he hung up.

-Oh, Ray, goddamnit.

Gerard stepped in the living room with a big smile plastered across his face. 

-Hey babe! Spent a good day?

-Yeah... Well it's better now that you're there! 

He smiled and kissed me. 

-I love you. I'd do anything for you.

-I love you too, Gee. I love you too.

Ok, I'm sorry, that was some shit written (literally) at 11PM. Scool day. I'm tired. I think it was not that bad, but it was too wattpady-dramatic and also the end was shitty. Ok, love you guys, request whoever the fuck you want because I can do whoever the fuck you want, also, your pronouns (I don't want to misgender you) and, if you want, a backstory. You can also request smut of fluff or way too much fluff. OK BYE NOW!