Hell or High Water

Gerard groaned the feeling of some shaking him woke him up.
“What Mikey?” He sighed and rubbed his eyes.
“Shh! Dad’s home!” Mikey whispered harshly. Gerard’s eyes widened.
“Get in the crawl space now and do not get out until I come back. If you hear me scream just stay here. I don’t want you to get hurt worse than you already are.” Gerard instructed, pulling Mikey into a hug. “But remember that I love you and I won’t ever let anything happen to you ever again.”
“Mhmm, I love you too.” Mikey cried softly. Gerard smiled shakily.
“Now go hide.” Gerard got up and helped Mikey into the small space under his bed. Gerard slid the grate over it and took a deep breath.

“GGGGGGGeeeeeerrrrrraaaaarrrdddddd!” Their father called from the bottom step. Gerard quickly got up and walked out. “There you are! Come here you little shit.” Don snapped. Gerard whimpered and walked down the steps. Don grabbed Gerard and dragged him into the backroom. Gerard knew not to fight against his father but went against his better judgement and thrashed around. A sharp pain hit his arm that caused him to hiss.
“Ya know Gerard, I didn’t to have to use this but you left me with no choice.” Don chuckled darkly, holding up a small bottle of clear liquid. Gerard’s eyes widened as he looked down at the needle the stuck in his arm. Soon Gerard started feeling hazy and going limp, but still conscious. Gerard could feel everything unfortunately, the tight grip his father had on his upper arm, the sharp pain in his head after being tossed carelessly onto a concrete slab.

Gerard looked around but the room didn’t look familiar to him. Hooks and chains hanged off the wall with other several devices. Don walked to the corner of the room and opened the drawer. He pulled out a couple of candles and sat them aside along with a lighter, a mini stove and gloves. Don walked over to him with an sadistic grin on his face and sat the items down beside Gerard’s head.
“I like you much better like this.” Don laughed, pulling Gerard’s clothes off. Gerard tried to call for help but the only thing that came out was a whimper. Don turned the heating pad on and grabbed a pot before sitting the candle inside. He hummed an toon while gathering more things. Gerard struggled but managed to roll off the slab and onto the floor. Don turned and walked over to him, picking Gerard back up. He laid Gerard back down and chained him to the slab.

Don grabbed a pair of pliers and one by one started pulling Gerard’s nails off. Gerard internally screamed as blood started pouring out of his fingers. Don grabbed the boiling wax and started drizzling it onto Gerard’s chest, the skin under it burning and peeling. He grabbed a knife and started cutting pieces of skin off of Gerard’s stomach and hanged them up. A scream tore through Gerard’s throat as his father filled an needle up with a mysterious pale liquid and injected it into his skin. His skin bubbled and melted off. Don injected the liquid into him several more times before deciding to dump cold water all over Gerard. He grabbed a small electrical wire and touched Gerard’s stomach. Jolts of electricity ran through Gerard’s body causing him to spazzem and shake. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he was nearly shocked to death.

Don tossed the wire away and grabbed the whip that he had set aside. He pulled back and cracked the whip, hitting Gerard’s stomach, arms, legs, and chest. Blood seeped out of the cuts that had been made and ran onto the table. Don unlocked the cuffs and chains before flipping Gerard over and locking him up again. Gerard whimpered as the cuts rubbed against the rough concrete. Don started the process over again, pouring hot wax all over Gerard’s back, injecting the acidic substance into Gerard’s skin and whipping his back until anyone who saw it wouldn’t be able to see the skin. Tears streamed down Gerard’s cheeks as he laid there motionless, taking the abuse that was being given to him.

**** Soon it was all over, Don had left but unlocked the chains. Gerard crawled off the slab and landed on the floor with an pained cry. He crawled up the stairs and to the bathroom, leaving a trail of blood behind. Gerard turned the tab on and pulled himself up. He stumbled to his room and crouched. Gerard pulled the grate off the wall and helped Mikey out.

“Are you- OH MY GOD GERARD!” Mikey cried, covering his mouth.

“H-Help me get cleaned up.” Gerard croaked. Mikey nodded and helped Gerard back to the bathroom. Gerard slid into the bathtub and hissed as the hot water burned his delicate skin. The water turned from clean to dark orange in a matter of minutes.

“I am so sorry Gerard.” Mikey whimpered, grabbing the soap and gently cleaning the dirt out of the gashes on Gerard’s back. Gerard hissed and squeezed his eyes shut. Once Mikey was done cleaning all the cuts and burns he helped Gerard out of the tub. He wrapped an towel around Gerard’s shoulders and grabbed the first aid.

“I’m sorry but I need to put the peroxide on the cuts.” Mikey mumbled. Gerard nodded and dropped the towel. Mikey shakily opened the bottle and poured some onto Gerard’s back. Gerard bit his lip to muffle the scream as the peroxide burned his back. Mikey wiped the blood and peroxide away and started to dress Gerard’s wounds. Gerard followed Mikey back to their room and winced as he sat down on Mikey’s bed. Mikey grabbed some of the most baggiest clothes Gerard had and helped him get dressed. “You’re sleeping with me.” Mikey sighed and helped Gerard lay down. He climbed in next to him and rested his head beside Gerard’s.

“Good night Mikes and thank you…” Gerard mumbled.

“Night...next time it’ll be me…” Mikey kept the last part to himself and soon fell asleep. Gerard closed his eyes and snuggled into Mikey soon following after.

Notes

Alright...so I may have threw up a little bit in my mouth when I first wrote it, this version is the much cleaner version