Such a sad, simple life I had, the day before the soldiers came to get me.
I didn't love it enough.
I had no pain, no sorrow, I wasn't dying, yet living.
My mother wasn't sobbing. My father wasn't yelling. My brother wasn't alone.
But here we are.
I was drinking tea in the lobby when the soldiers burst in.
I was scared.
I started to run, but I felt a sharp pain in my wrist as it practically came undone, and I slumped backwards as the pain rushed all over my body and invaded my psyche.
I fell onto the floor, eye level with a pair of boots so shiny that I could see my face in them.
The pain in my wrist returned as I was hauled up.
"Who...are you." a voice spat, their slobber slapping me across the face.
"I am Gerard Way." I said in a timid voice. I knew not to lie. They would find out, and my punishment would be swift and devoid of any mercy.
It didn't matter that I was just a child.
They gave leniency to no one.
"Where is your mother." another barked at me. I felt his voice ring through my ears. Such a painful, unpleasant sound.
"Upstairs in the suite." I choked out. I wished, oh how I wished Mother had gone out today! Then at least I could say that I didn't know and it would have bought us some time.
But no, she had to stay inside because she was afraid of the soldiers.
Things had never worked out in her favor.
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Birdsong (Frerard) {UNFINISHED}
FanfictionWho knows the world? You don't, I don't, and neither does Frank Iero. He stays in his nest, never leaves, and doesn't know all the things that he should. And he plans to keep it that way. But Gerard Way exists. And because of that, Frank's nest is b...
