Can't Trust a Man in Red

Gerards stares at the wall, overwhelmed wtih tears and emotion. He stared at the wall, listening to the silence around him begin to fill with the voices in his head. Eyes and cheeks red, he wipes his face and stands again. He goes to the bathroom and opens his medicine cabinet. Grabbing what he can find, he dumps them into his hand and swallows them dry. He hated the sight he saw in the mirror before him. Way punches the mirror and shatters it into a bunch of small pieces.

Starting to feel worse he walks from the room and digs in the top drawer of his dresser. He pulls out a razer and then sits down on the floor by his bed. Looking at his scared arms, he feels regret, but he just adds a few more then stands to put the razer back. Why was he like this? Why was it always him to feel like the worst thing in the world?

The pills start to come back up and he runs to the bathroom, dropping to his knees and throwing up. He hated himself so much for all the wrongs he did. All the murders he committed, all the girls he tortured, just because he needed to feel dominant in situations that he felt where scary to him. He just wanted to feel power when really he is nothing but an attention whore.

He stands up from the toilet and flushes it with disgust. Way just wanted to get back to Kat and tell him his sorrows. But, he feared she hated him, so he thought it was best if he just waited for her return. Way swore to not leave the room until her return, and hoped it was soon. He missed her and just wanted to tell her the truth. Even if the truth, could push her away for forever.

Notes

Gerard wants to die...

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