Steady Damage, Crossed The Line (Gerard Way Fan Fiction)

Chapter 1

I sighed and looked at my parents. They were still passed out from the alcohol. I couldn't do this anymore. I walked into the bathroom and turned on the water for the bathtub. I opened the medicine cabnit I grabbed some sleeping pills. I guess that'll work...

Once the bathtub was filled, I got in. I put the bottle down and stared at all the pills inside. I sighed and grabbed them again and opened the cap, pouring them into my mouth and swallowing them. I laid back and let my vision slowly fade to black...

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I groaned as a bright light was shone in my eyes. I squinted my eyes and tried to open them. I could barley make out a chubby looking man wearing scrubs. He was shining a flashlight on me. "She's waking up." He says to another man. My breathing quickened once I realize where I was.

I was on a gurney and once my vision fully came back, I could see more people walking around who were also wearing scrubs. "No..." I breathed. The took me down several hallways before stopping outside of a door. I looked across the hallway at another door.

There I see a man with long black hair that covered a majority of his face. I could barley see his hazel eyes peaking out from behind his greasy strands. he just kept staring at me. To any normal person he would look like a deranged lunatic, but what I saw was a depressed boy screaming for all the pain to stop.

His hazel eyes were boring into my light blue ones. "Never let them take the light behind your." I hear his Jersey accented voice whisper. My eyes widen and I sat up. His voice was so beautiful! The most beautiful thing I've heard in years! "Get the straight jacket on her."

I looked back at the two men in scrubs to see one of them holding a straight jacket. "NO!" I screamed and shot up off the gurney. I ran at the boy from the other room, but one of the larger doctor's grabbed me. I screamed and reached my hand out to the boy.

He stared at me and reached his hand through the bars in the little window and tried to reach me. But the doctors dragged me into the other room and closed the door. "NO!" I screamed again. The doctor held in in a headlock and held my arm out. 

The second doctor had a syringe in his hand. I tried to struggle, but the large doctor who was holding me down wouldn't budge! The other doctor stuck the shot in my arm and I screamed. I tried to move, but I felt myself growing weaker and weaker until darkness took over once again.