Tell Me Where We Go From Here

Sirens, Sirens is what Gerard remembered the most about that. He was lucky to get off with self defence. His mom and him went to live with his grandmother. Mikey; his brother had been living with her since he was born. His mom had signed custody of him over to her. Gerard had convinced her to do so and hell did it take a lot of convincing.

Since that day all Gerard thought about was the rush it gave him... how much excitement he felt from it. All he ever had on his mind was the feeling it gave him- the feeling of killing. The thought that he had power. So much fucking power; the power over life and death. And with that a killer was born.

-Frerard
-trigger warning
-smut warning
-extremely violent
-under editing
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