"G-Gerard?" I breathed in as his knife dig deeper in the skin of my throat.
Nothing happened for 10 seconds, he didn't move, neither did i. Suddenly he spun me around so i could look at him. My eyes were as wide as the moon (no that's not a p!atd reference stop it). He had blood splattered on his shocked but angry face, his hair wet, drenched in blood, that was obviously not his.
He still had his arm around my waist and the knife was still up to my throat, i didn't dare to move.
"F-fra- what the fuck are you doing here you cheese weasel" He spat at me.
"I-I.. G-gerard wh- HELP" I couldn't manage finish my sentence as i felt him dig the knife deeper in my throat and his arm tightening around my waste even more, making it harder to breathe. I inhaled in through my nose and didn't dare to move. I screamed for help but he quickly put his bloody hand over my mouth and dragged me in the alley. He removed his hand from my waist and used it to grab my hands.
I was struggling and crying and confused as to what was going on, until of course, i saw the dead body laying on the ground in a pool of blood with a slit throat and hundreds of stabs in the stomach. I squeezed my eyes shut and let out more tears as Gerard dragged me further in the dark long alley.
He was much stronger than me so i had no chance of escape but i managed to bite his hand hard enough as to where he would remove it from my face.
He quickly removed his hand and hissed in pain. I yelled for help once again and he quickly shoved his fist in my mouth, making me gag.
"You little shit, you better shut the fuck up, be thankful i haven't slit your throat yet" He pulled my head back by my hair and hissed in my ear. I could feel his hot breath on my neck.
I nodded in an understatement, not daring to open my eyes as tears rolled down my cheeks. He tightened his grip on my hair.
It was silent for a few seconds so i decided to open my eyes for a second to see what's going on, even though i didn't really want to know. All i saw infront of me was the darkness of the alley and the dark blue sky.
I turned ny head slightly towards the side, gasping in pain as Gerard tightened his grip on my hair and pulled it back. I heard him sigh loudly and then i saw the white rag from the corner of my eye.
"No, pl-lease no, Ger-" i couldn't finish my sentence because the next second i blacked out.
I woke up with a huge headache and loud buzzing in my ears. Then i noticed i was laying on something hard and cold. I slowly opened my eyes, squinting slightly because of the lamp above me. Well, not really a lamp, but a bulb hanging from a short white cable going through the white ceiling. It wasn't really bright, it was a faded white light, just like the white lights in hospitals, but this reminded me more of an abandoned hospital light.
I slowly rolled onto my side and on my stomach and hands and pushed myself up to sit on the concrete floor. I slowly took in all my surroundings. I was in a room, a small room with stone walls, no windows, a huge furnace on the left, and a concrete floor.
It was freezing cold, and i realized i was wearing just my tight boxers. I had no idea what time it was, i had no idea where i was.
I rubbed my hands together, shakily backed up to the nearest corner, brought my knees up to my chest and buried my face in my knees.
I felt tears rolling down my face and soaking into my skin. They rolled down my legs, and onto the floor. Goosebumps formed onto my body as i remember my last memories before i blacked out. Gerard, the dead body, the blood, oh god there was so much blood. Dark red liquid was all over Gerard's face. How could i trust a complete stranger, how could i enter his house and sleep overnight. Why didn't i just ignore what was happening in the alley, why did it happen exactly when i was there. More tears rolled down my face, i was struggling to breath at this point. I wrapped my hands around my knees and started rolling rocking slightly, trying to create some kind of warmth around my body, but it was hopeless. I could hear the blood rushing through my veins and body, my heart beating in my head. I squeezed my eyes shut and let out more salty tears, right before i heard somebody clear their throat in front of me.
I jumped and looked up with a tear stained face and red eyes. I didn't even hear anyone come in, but Gerard was standing infront of me, his hands behind his back, dressed formally, he must've been in the room, he probably heard me crying, all that time.
I wiped my face and breathed through my nose trying to stop the tears from coming, but they rolled down my face anyways.
Gerard looked serious, but he had a look of sympathy on his face. I was terrified of this man, a serial killer, had just kidnapped me, who knows what could happen.
"G-get a-away from me you fu-cking monster" i hiccuped and backed away more into that corner, even though it wasn't really possible, i was basically squeezing myself in there at that point. Visibly i was shaking, you could tell i was terrified. And then it hit me..
Gerard, Gerard Way, the most wanted serial killer in New Jersey, his name was all over the newspapers. Killed over 30 people.
"G-gerard Way?" I said with a questioning tone, looking up with wide scared eyes, i held my breath as i looked at him.
He just smiled, and then laughed. He fucking laughed, sending shivers down my spine. His nicotine stained teeth on show, as he bent down and got closer to me.
I tried backing away even more but i was at the very corner. I looked down, my breathing gettung more frantic and the heaviness on my chest increasing.
"Hi Frankie, took you longer to realise who i was than i expected, but i am not surprised, you're not one of the smartest kids out 'ere, y'know" He smiled and tilted his head.
"W-why am i here, please just let me go, i-i won't tell anyone" I pleaded, hoping that Gerard would let me go.
"Oh sweetheart" He put his hand under my chin and made me look at him "you're not going anywhere" he continued, tilted his head and smiled widely.
I looked down again and let out more tears, but Gerard just stood up and left the room. Before he left, though, i heard him murmur..
"We're gonna have so much fun together Frankie"
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Baby, Im a Sociopath, Sweet Serial Killer ♡Frerard♡
FanficThe summer of 1972, the years Gerard Way lived, a 35 year old serial killer in the state of New Jersey. The dangerous man wandering in the streets at night, when everyone would lock their doors and windows because they were scared of him. He was sea...