That backfired.
I heard the click-clacking of the boots as they headed upstairs, leaving me lying on the floor with my wrist in agony. I lay there, cradling the injured ligament and trying not to cry.
I heard my mother's cries and my father's grunts from upstairs.
Then I heard someone run over to me.
"G-gee?"
My brother.
I looked up at him, and motioned for him to be silent.
Then I gave him the signal, moving my hand back and forth and making a peace sign.
Mikey knew what that meant.
Years ago, when the war had started, I had told him that if I ever showed him that, he was to run as fast as he could. No turning back.
He saw the sign and took off, disappearing around the bend.
My mother and father came into view, now beaten and broken. They hauled me up as well, and we were all ushered out.
Our beautiful home. No longer ours.
I got rope tied around my wrists. I was positive that my wrist was broken, as the rope tied around them almost made me pass out. The pain was ceaseless.
And now, the pain was endless.
All burden. All suffering.
No relief.
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Birdsong (Frerard) {UNFINISHED}
Fiksi PenggemarWho 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...
