"Go ahead and cry little girl
Nobody does it like you do
I know how much it matters to you
I know that you got daddy issues
And if you were my little girl
I'd do whatever I could do
I'd run away and hide with you
I love that you got daddy issues
And I do too"
***
My life mostly consisted of being drugged by Frank and also being force-fed by that same man. He also shackled my legs to the iron bed so that I can't escape.
It's easier to just die.
I want to die.
The first night I was kidnapped, I noticed a dead body in the cellar. He had long brown hair and a pink shirt with khakis. The man's throat was slit and he's was slightly tall. I checked the I.D in his pocket and he was "Special Agent Ryan Ross." Frank must've killed him.
But the next morning, the body wasn't in the cellar anymore.
***
I sung as a sat on the bed, my ankles shackled to the bedpost:
"We can talk here on the floor
On the phone, if you prefer
I'll be here until you're okay
Let your words release your pain
You and I will share the weight
Growing stronger day by day...
It's so dark outside tonight
Build a fire warm and bright
And the wind it howls and bites
Bite it back with all your might-"
The loud banging from the other room startled me and I gasped as I saw Frank with his clothing covered in blood.
"Frankie-" I stared up at the man, biting my bottom lip.
He interrupted by plunging a blade in my tummy. I shrieked from the shock and the immense pain. I clawed on his body, looking up with my eyes that were blurred from my tears.
He laughed sadistically as a sobbed and choked on my own blood and saliva.
***
Oof.
I'm scaring myself.
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Desolation Row (Frerard)
Fanfiction(This is not a happy story) Gerard and Frank Iero, the famous homicidal couple. They killed 12 teenagers and 16 adults before being apprehended, but most detectives believe they murdered even more. Follow their story, for there was more to them than...
