Comic Con (Gerard Way FF)

Chapter 4

Harley-

"YOU'RE LATE!!!" My dad screamed, slapping me hard in the face. "I'm sorry, I-" "SHUT UP!!! I KEEP A ROOF OVER YOUR HEAD, I FEED YOU, PAYED FOR YOU TO GO TO SCHOOL AND I TAKE CARE OF YOU AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME?!!" Dad screamed. He back handed me, making me fall over and started kicking me.

"EVAN STOP IT!!!" My mom screamed. He stopped kicking and snapped his head in my mom's direction. "AND YOU! I'M FUCKING SICK AND TIRED OF YOU ALWAYS STICKING UP FOR THIS LITTLE WHORE!!! SHE NEEDS TO BE PUNISHED FOR DISOBEYING ME AND YOU KEEP DEFENDING HER!" My dad screamed.

He lunged for my mom and started attacking her. "NO STOP IT!" I screamed/cried. "STAY OUT OF THIS YOU FUCKING WHORE!" Dad screamed as he continued to beat my mom right in front of me. I desperately looked around for something I could use to make him stop. I ended up picking up one of his beer bottles and smashed it over his head.

"Fuck!" My dad said, rubbing his head. He dropped my mom grabbed me by my neck and shoved me against the wall. "You retched little brat! You'll pay for that!" He yelled, tightening his grip on my neck. He was suffocating me! I tried to pry his hands off but my dads a lot stronger than me. "EVAN NO!" My mom screamed. She grabbed my dad and pried him off and I gasped for air.

"Harley, go!" She shouted. I didn't just want to leave her here with him, but we both aren't strong enough to handle him, so I reluctantly did what she said and ran upstairs to my bedroom. I could hear my parents screaming at each other and my dad beating my mom. I pushed my dresser in front of my door and blasted my music, like I always do.

The song "Boulevard Of Broken Dreams" by Green Day was blasting through the speakers, drowning out the noises from downstairs. I walked into my bathroom, turned on the ceiling fan, and got out a certain box that I have hidden under the sink. Inside there was blunt and some razors.

I got a lighter out from my pocket and lit the weed and started smoking it. The room around me started to spin and I could already feel myself getting high. I looked in the mirror and noticed all the damage my dad's done. A bloody lip that's going to swell up later, a bruise on the right side of my jaw, and my neck was purple from where my dad strangled me.

Fuck. I have to go back to Comic Con tomorrow. I can't show up like this. I don't want Gerard seeing this. I'll just cover it up with makeup. I held the blunt in my mouth and got out my good old friend, Mr. Razor. "Heheheheh! Hey there little friend!" I giggled, obviously high. I took off my hoodie and dragged the blade across my wrist.

I took another drag of the weed and slid the razor across my wrist again, and again, and again, until my entire left arm was bleeding and I was completely stoned. I smiled and giggled. Blood pooled around me but I was too high to care. I put the blunt out and started cutting my other arm. I stopped after a while of being dizzy. "Heehee nighty night." I giggled before falling down and passing out.

Morning

I woke up on the bathroom floor covered and laying in a pool of dried up blood. "Fuck." I whispered. I got up and cleaned up all the blood and hid the box with the razor. My music was still blasting. The song "Drowning Lessons" by My Chemical Romance was playing. I waited for the song to end before turning off the stereo.

The house was surprisingly quiet. I moved my dresser away from the door and quietly went downstairs. All the furniture had been thrown all over the place and was broken. There was broken glass all over the floor and some blood. "Jesus what the fuck did he do to her?" I whispered. I carefully stepped over the broken glass and went into the kitchen and found a note taped onto the fridge.

"Harley,

Good morning, or afternoon, whenever you're reading this. Your father and I went "out" for a few hours. I don't know when we'll be home. Probably not until really late at night. Just try to have dinner ready for him before we get back, please? Thank you, love mom"