7 Ways a Way Can Slay

Waking up to a headache, he reaches over and flicks on his small light. He slides off of his bed and trudges to his bathroom in search of headache pills. Gerard being Gerard, he takes too many. Then throws on his boots and coat to go down to Starbucks for his every day morning coffee.

Those clouds from yesterday did bring rain, lots of it. He flipped up his collar and walked casually to Starbucks. Trudging down the sidewalk, trying to avoid the puddles.

Once at Starbucks, Gerard goes up and gets his usual and pays for it. Then, as always, sits at his table by the window. He looks out at all the rain, not seeing a soul.

With the sky dark, and his coffee darker, Gerard feels a weird urge. He feels like just, stranggling everything in sight. That lady cleaning the table in front of him. That man that just walked by the window next to Gerard. Even that stray dog in the alley across the street. Gerard didn't understand it, but he was craving for it, death.

Pulling up the newspaper laying on the table, he reads nothing of Bens death, but more of Emily and her fit throwing. He felt he had had enough with her. And with that, he stands and walks out the door. His coffee he holds close to his chest, in attempt to keep the rain out. He had to go home and get some things.

Once he had what he needed he began to trudge back down the street. He looks up at Bens house, glad to hear just the rain this time.

Soon he finds himself in front of Emily's house. He walks up to the door and just walks right in. Wow, nobody locks their doors in this town. He walks upstairs, knowing this house well. Walking first to the door with the drawing of a butterfly on it. Gerard walks in and looks down at the sleeping body. He didn't know that the Holtons had a fifth child. He walks in silence to her and pulls out a small cloth and gently lays it over her mouth and nose, she becomes instantly knocked out. "The small ones take it so quick." He says to himself. Then Gerard backtracks and goes through each room doing the same to each child until he is at the last door. Emily's.

Gerard grits his teeth, he hadn't seen her face in such a log time, and felt sick by the thought of what he was about to do. Gerard walks in, shutting the door behind him, and goes silently up to her. He sets his coffee on the table next to her then he lays his hand against her cheek and pulls off his jacket. She wakes and sits up, suprised by his presence at the hour.

"I didn't think I would ever see you again Gerard." She says softly.

"I heard you and your husband where having troubles. I came to help rid some of the stress." He grins and takes off his boots.

"Sounds like a wonderful idea." And with that he climbs onto her and kisses her neck. Slowly she tugs away with his pants and takes what Gerard had to offer.

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Finally, after twenty minutes pass by, Emily was just finally getting tired again. Gerard pulls out his knife and slowly slides it to her throat. She lets out her last squeal and he stops and sits up. She smiles up to him, then looses it quick as she feels the cold steel on her neck. He slowly and lightly makes a long cut, barely even deep enough for blood to surface. Emily tries to scream but Gerard was quick, and instantly goes to choking her hard with both hands. He sqeezes hard and then lets go with one hand to pick up the knife. Blood already on his hand, it soon pours out as he stabs hard into her neck and lets go of her.

Gerard goes and gets redressed. Then goes back to Emily and stabs her more and more until his anger is all out. Then places the knife at her arm and slices in until its in two. Her other arm and both legs soon receive the same and he starts for her belly. He cuts upwards and cuts deep. Her insides show and the blood coats his hands. He loved it so much that he couldn't get enough. Gerard felt childish for wanting to just play in it, so he soon stands up, grabs his coffee with a blood coated hand, and walked out the door.

Suddenly realizing he had five children he had to get to his home in the next hour. Gerard takes his coffee and rushes out the door and all the way to his house. Jumping into his truck, he starts it up. He sets the coffee in the cup holder, blood from his hands somewhat washed off in the run. He then drives quick back to the house. He leaves the truck running as he rushes back inside. One by one he brings them out to his truck and lays them in the back. He covers them up with a tarp and drives slowly home.

Once home he once again carries them one by one to his basement. Once they're in he shuts the door tight and walks back upstairs. His coffee was no where to be seen and was disappointed in forgetting it in the truck. His killing addiction seemed to overtake his coffee crave, and Gerard didn't think of that as much of a problem.

Notes

Feels good to let this one out on a Tuesday x3 I think I'll hav these out a week and a day apart... so next Wednesday I'll have another one

Btw... made a tiny, kandi Gerard Way tie last night... its gorgeous ^-^

Don't forget to smile :3