Desolation Row (Frerard)

He Wasn't There To Stop Them

"She got the call
And then she threw her jacket on
And stormed off down the hall
They got the call
And picked him up at 4 am
And tore off down the road"

(t.w.: graphic depictions of rape and mentions of murder)

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"Walking down the street, I decided to go to the local bakery. I'll buy Frank a some cannolis, since he's always been obsessed with them. In retrospect, I wonder if it was a good idea." (a/n I swear to god if I see any March 22nd comments-) I said to Officer Armstrong.

"And what happened next, Gerard?" He looks at me sympathetically.

"After I bought the pastries, I went to the bathroom. There were t-two other men, and-" My voice wavered and tears filled my eyes. I don't want to continue. Sitting on a hospital bed, Frank by my side, and a Police Officer in front of me. I want to leave this place.

Frank's hand wrapped around my shoulder. "It's okay, Gee Baby." He whispered in my ear. "Just tell them whenever you feel ready." Tears stained his face and he looks at me with remorse.

I gulped down a gag from my throat. "The men l-locked the door and they.."

"What the hell?!" I exclaimed, trying to away from the vile man's grasp. He held me tight and pushed me roughly to the ground and spread my legs. I realized what was going to happen after that. 

"Let me go!" I shrieked, but the second man shoved a piece of cloth in my mouth, blocking the noises coming out of me. My eyes widen and my body convulses.

The first guy held my wrists above my head as the other one ripped off my jeans. I kick and scream through the gag for help, but nobody could hear us. The bakery had soundproof walls. 

The man saw my panties that Frank was supposed to see and chuckled. "You little slut," he sneered. He takes them off. I sob, degraded that he saw me so intimately. 

He shoves himself in me with no prep, the burn making me scream. I weep, my face wet from drool and tears. The man holding down my wrists got on top of my head, his dick out of his pants. The man takes off the cloth from my mouth and the moment he does that, I screamed as loud as could. He shoves his dick in my mouth and the intrusion makes me gag. I go numb as the pain in my abdomen and the burning in my throat starts to fade away. My vision started to falter and before I knew it, I passed out.

I was unconscious during the time the men came in me, but I guess that's for the better. A young teenager saw me passed out with the bottom clothes off and tear-faced with come dripping out of my holes after the attack. He called 911. 

I wake up to see a sobbing Frank and a police officer in a hospital room.

"...and that's it," I finished my take on the case, Officer Armstrong writing everything down on the notepad. Frank squeezes my hand and kisses my cheek.

"Thank you, Mr. Iero," Officer Armstrong smiled at me. "You have helped me out so much with this case saying your testimony. I'll be sure to inform Detective Toro of this."

"Okay," I look down on the bed. I'm wearing a hospital gown, sitting upright. Frank watches as Officer Armstrong leaves the room and looks down at me.

"Don't worry Gee," Frank whispered in my ear. "Those men will pay for this." Frank growled slightly, squeezing my hand hard. It's starting to hurt. "How dare they do this you? Only I'm allowed to touch you. They weren't even tender- they used you!" Frank yelled, tear streaming down his face. "The Frank you love wasn't there to save you. The Frank you love didn't know what was going on. He wasn't there to stop them." Frank's voice cracked and his grasp on my hand loosened. My face burns as tears roll off my eyes.

"I love you so much," Frank said, barely audible so only we can hear. "You are the source of my happiness, my husband, my best friend. I want so much to protect you-" Frank cups my cheek. I lean into his touch. "You and I were together for so many years..."

"Frankie," I choked out, my sobs uncontrollable. I pull him into a tight embrace and we stay there, in each other's presence.

"What they did was despicable," Frank squeezed me, his face buried in my shoulder. "They will pay for what they did to you."

We pull off slightly and gaze into each other's eyes. We lean in and our lips touch. This little intimate moment is what make my life worth living. Frank and I smile. We hold each other's faces and kiss slowly, enjoying the sensation of ourselves. 

***

"-We interrupt this program to inform that Jerry Monet and Logan Jones were forcefully castrated- (a/n OUCH) - and stabbed to death in their homes. We believe the Serial Killer Duo was behind this and-"

I turn off the hospital television, smiling to myself. Frank got his sweet revenge. I might've wanted to seen the looks on their faces as they realize their lives were ending. The doctors stitched up the tears in my- um- you know where.

Another day in here, and you could see Frankie. He'll shower you with love and kisses and happiness. Don't worry Gerard. Thing will go smoothly.

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Gerard got raped, Frank killed the guys who were responsible
What a sweetheart, uwu
Gotta tell my bf to send me McDonald's

Gee's getting a hair change in the next chapter, but it won't be what y'all thought... he'll look great, tho.

Teenagers scare the living shit out of Gerard, so why doesn't he just keep them smaller in numbers? (WHOOPS SPOILERS ACK)

BYE~