Revenge. What is revenge? Well if you looked the word up it'd be summarized as the action of inflicting harm on someone for an injury or wrong suffered at their hands. People associate revenge as an act of vengeance or retaliation. Other people may see it as an act too pathetic to be a motivation for themselves. Few may see it as a romantic act of pride and passion. In the end, all of our opinions cease to matter since 99% of the time our elaborately detailed plans for revenge either never work or are never put into action. Most people usually have ridiculous reasons for revenge like your sister stealing your favorite lip gloss or your best friend pranking you with water balloons. But as we all know, craving revenge is a part of life and is a humane feeling. Us humans get our long-waited revenge then go back to living our lives normally. At least in most situations that is correct. After a while all the bad blood is put aside and we can live like nothing has ever happened. If only that were the case.

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The sun shined onto Gerard's face as he opened his eyes. Gerard sat up on his bed yawning and rubbing his tired eyes. When he began to stretch the actions of the night before came flooded back into his memory. Last night his father invited a few friends over and everything got ugly. Let's just say that Gerard got to know Don and his friends a little too well and ended up added up bloody and unconscious in his father's torture room. Tears stung the back of the sixteen year old boy's eyes as he wrapped all the blankets on the bed around himself. He felt so dirty and horrible and just wanted the voices to stop. Since he was ten, Gerard started hearing voices, usually his father's. Mikey would try to explain to him they weren't real but they were just too strong for Gerard to ignore. The voices would say the same things to him every minute of everyday. Each insulted shattered Gerard's heart more and more, wearing his ability to distinguish imagination and reality. Gerard sobbed into his hands and rocked back and forth on his bed as the birds outside chipped and whistled. He knew his brother wouldn't be able to hear him since His father drugged Mikey with a cocktail of sleeping pills so he couldn't stop Don and his friends from violating the older boy. All Gerard could do was continue to cry into his pillow until he ran out of tears.

Gerard laid silently on his bed rubbing his blood shot eyes. He looked at his arms and traced circles over his scars and bruises. His arms had patches of yellow and greenish colored skin due to the chemicals his father would inject him with. Imperfections littered every nook of his body; not one patch of skin left untouched, not one patch of skin left for Gerard to call his. His body was not his own it was his father's. Nothing Gerard had was something that he was able to call his. This carcass he called a body was just an ocean of demolition with bruises and scars that kissed its shoreline. There was nothing special about Gerard's body especially after his father started using him. The light behind his eyes diminished throughout the years leaving gruesome realities in its footprints. Gerard got so sick of himself that he couldn't even look at his face anymore. When he did glance into a mirror all he saw was his depression and drug addiction looking back at him. After Gerard finally gave up on life he began to turn to drugs and alcohol as a way out. Mikey was worried sick for him but couldn't do anything about it. Mikey was broken too but was just better at hiding it. Instead of turning to drugs and alcohol Mikey self harmed and starved himself. The saddest part about the situation was that all Gerard could do to make Mikey's life easier was to be his father's toy and keep him away from his brother. Both of the boys knew it but they just never wanted to acknowledge it.

Gerard shifted in his bed so he was sitting up again. He rubbed his face and tried to get out of the bed without hurting himself. When his feet successfully reached the floor, Gerard headed towards the door limping as he did so. He badly needed to take a shower. The dried blood on his body was rubbing against his fragile skin causing it to get red and irritated. When Gerard finally reached the door, he gently grasped the knob and turned it as quietly as possible. The last thing he needed was to wake his father up. The boy inched his body out the door and silently limped towards the bathroom, scanning the hallway for his father or brother as he did so. When Gerard reached the bathroom door he quickly scurried in and locked the door behind him. Eager to get clean, Gerard swiftly got undressed. Gerard turned around and immediately regretted it when he was met face to face with the mirror. He looked like shit. Bruises littered his face and dried blood was stuck to the corners of his mouth and nose. As if Gerard didn't already hate everything about his body but seeing it look mutated and claimed by his father was just icing on the cake. Gerard tore his eyes from the mirror and started the shower, turning the handle so it was at the perfect temperature. While he waited, Gerard started brushing his teeth and such since his morning breath was pretty disgusting.

When the water was finally perfect the sixteen year old didn't hesitate to jump right into the shower and start scrubbing. A copper tinted trail of water swirled into the shower's drain as Gerard attempted to rid his body of his dried blood. The hot water stung his wounds causing him to emit small yelps. Some of the cuts on his wrists and thighs didn't heal properly either making it painful to stand under the hot water. Gerard did his best to ignore the pain and continue to wash himself off. The boy even began to hum a small tune until he heard a sound; a sound coming from the door. The room became dead silent. All that could be heard was the sound of water droplets dancing on the tiles of the shower floor. Gerard's body went numb as he heard the sound of a key unlocking the door.

"Geeeeerrrrrraaaarrrrrddddd."

The door clicked open. Gerard's face went pale, eyes wide with fear. He felt like he was going to vomit. His legs didn't move as he stood under the shower head in horror. No again oh please not again. He heard some shuffling outside the shower which made his anxiety rise even higher. Soon the shuffling stopped. Silence once again took place making the scene resemble on of a cheesy horror film. The sound of the door clicked once again causing Gerard to let out a breath he didn't even notice he was holding in. But the child relaxed all too soon. The shower curtain abruptly snapped back causing Gerard to press himself on the wall in shock. His father stood there naked smiling at him. Before Gerard to scream his father grabbed a chunk of his hair and pulled him out of the still running shower making water cover the floor. Gerard began to sob pleading for his father to let him go even though the effort was useless. His father just smiled at the attempt and slammed the young boy's body onto the wet tiled floor. Gerard cried in pain when his wet skin made contact with the cold hard flooring.

Tears blurred Gerard's vision as his father hovered over him. Gerard tried to kick and scream but that only made his father more aggravated. Soon Don had enough of Gerard's squealing and put a balled up shirt in his mouth to use as a gag. He then proceeded to tie Gerard's scarred wrists to a pipe under the sink. Tears rolled from Gerard's eyes like broken waterfalls as he tried to brace himself for what was to come next. He pleaded and pleaded for everything to just be a nightmare but sadly it wasn't. Tears silently continued to fall from his eyes as Gerard's naked body trembled under his father's touch. Don wasted no time and quickly thrust into Gerard causing him to twitch in agony. Don grunted and moaned in Gerard's ears as Gerard's body gradually stopped fighting back. The boy's body soon went numb; he laid his head back and stared at the ceiling trying to think of something else, anything else. He started thinking about his best friend from school. Gerard always thought about him when his father would do these horrid things to him. His best friend was the only thing that made Gerard's life worth living, except Mikey of course. Gerard thought about how his friend would sit with him outside at lunch alone and talk about things with him and how his laugh was so contagious that it made Gerard laugh even when he was in the worst of moods. Gerard would come crying and spiraling deeper into despair and his best friend would be right there to pick him back up again. Gerard would be lying to himself to say that he didn't love him. Gerard would imagine being able to share his first kiss with that boy and maybe even lose his virginity to him. He liked to imagine his friend's breath hot on his neck as they would be panting in unison. All Gerard wanted was to have his innocence back so he could be able to give it up to true love but all of that was taken from him and now he was just left with blisters and false hope. Gerard was suddenly taken out of his trance by a flying fist connecting with his nose.

"I SAID I WANT YOU TO SUCK. NOW"

Gerard pleaded quietly as the makeshift gag was taken out of his mouth. He knelt in front of his father who was now standing up and cried as he took his father in. Don grabbed a cloth and tied it over Gerard's eyes so he was no longer able to see. He then grabbed a fist full of Gerard's hair and worked his head back and forth. Gerard nearly gagged due to how deep his father was thrusting into his mouth. After a moment of more grunting and moaning, Don finally released into Gerard's mouth. The child choked on the contents as his father forced him to swallow every last bit of it. Don took the blindfold off of his son and threw him to the ground causing Gerard to harshly smack his head on the tile floor. The man began to redress himself ignoring the nearly dead boy on the ground before him. When Don finished tying his work boots he stomped on Gerard's face chest several times making blood splatter in every direction. Gerard laid on the linoleum floor twitching slightly. Eventually Don walked out the bathroom and re locked the door as he left. By now Gerard was barely identifiable if it weren't for the tangled mess of raven black hair on top of his head. Gerard just stayed on the floor listening to the sound of the running shower. He noticed that his father had untied the restraint from his wrist so he could move again although he didn't think he'd be able to get up from the floor. Everything hurt and his body was extremely weak. Gerard examined the room and realized just how much blood he really lost. The floor was nearly painted red.

Gerard finally worked up a small amount of strength for him to crawl back to the shower. After Gerard reached the shower he slowly made his way inside. The steaming hot water made his wounds feel like they were on fire. His eyes began to tear up again since the pain was just so unbearable. Gerard moved himself to the corner of the shower and pulled his legs to his chest. He hugged his legs and buried his face into his knees and sobbed loudly. Gerard's life was going to shit and there was nothing he could do about it. Everything was just horrible and it would probably never change. He sobbed even harder trying to let out all the pain and emotion that as pent upside of him. Gerard just wanted his life back, he wanted his future back, and he wanted his body back, but most of all Gerard wanted some fucking revenge. The broken boy's sobs soon faded into small whimpers as a familiar copper tinted trail of water swirled down the shower's drain. Right then Gerard knew just how he was going to get it.

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Gerard sat on Mikey's bed listening to music. It was late in the afternoon and Mikey was finally up so Gerard sat in bed with him and listening to some bands his brother found. Gerard hummed lightly as he watched Mikey pretend to play the guitar solo.

"You're such a dork."

"Yeah but you're an even bigger one ya know."

"Huh, how so?"

"Well all you do is read comic books and talk about that kid from school all day. So ya you're a pretty huge dork."

Mike smirked at his comment as he saw Gerard's face turn scarlet.

"S-shut up."

"Hey I'm just sayin'."

Gerard ignored Mikey for the rest of the conversation and soon spent the rest of the day playing video games with his little brother in his room, waiting for night to fall.

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Gerard tossed and turned in his bed unable to stay still. It was almost midnight and that meant Gerard was soon going to put his plan into action. He heard the shower go off as scheduled. His father takes a shower every day at midnight so he doesn't have to in the morning. Gerard shifted out from under the blankets on the bed and lightly planted his feet to the soft carpet. He went to his nightstand draw and pulled out the huge steak knife he stole from the kitchen. The knife glistened as moon light from outside danced on the sharp metal. Gerard couldn't help but feel a twinge of excitement run through his veins. Gerard walked over to his bedroom door and silently twisted the knob. He swiftly slipped out the door and headed towards the bathroom when his father was peacefully showering. Gerard slowly opened the door causing steam to drift past him into the hallway.

"Doooooonnnaaalllldd."

Gerard taunted his father in a similar way. Gerard wanted his father to feel everything he has ever felt when he heard that menacing voice.

"Donald I know you can hear me, I don't bite."

Gerard singsonged as he slammed the bathroom door shut. Gerard ripped the shower curtain right of the rod that was holding them. He held the knife behind his back and walked towards Don who was very surprised and clearly pissed.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN HERE, FAGGOT!"

"I just wanted to hi, daddy. Can't a son say hello to his own loving father without being questioned."

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE BEFORE I FUCKING KILL YOU."

"Oh no, Donald, that's no way to speak to your son." Gerard pretended to scoff raising the knife more from behind his back. Don swung at Gerard's jaw making him stumble back a little. Quickly Gerard resumed his calm, condescending composure with knife at hand waiting for his father to speak once again.

"YOU PIECE OF SHIT YOU'RE SO FUCKING DEAD."

"Sorry father, I'm afraid I already am."

And with that Gerard leaped into the shower grabbing Don by the neck and stabbed him in his stomach. After the first stab Gerard just kept going and going. Blood shoot every which way covering the walls and floor with blood. Gerard at first began to laugh in glee and he repeatedly stabbed his father on every part of his body but soon his laughing transitioned into laud violent sobs and he just kept stabbing and stabbing. All his pent up anger and emotion flooded out of his body as he screamed into the air. Stabbing and stabbing and stabbing as water soaked his now red clothes. Gerard threw the knife down and began to rip at his father's skin with his bare hands. Gerard squeezed his eyes shut as his nails dug into the rough skin. Long after his father's body stopped twitching Gerard continued to sink his nails into his chest clawing away at his father's rib cage. Even the loud sound of water bouncing off tile couldn't contain Gerard's hysterical wails of agony.

Footsteps from the outside the room came closed until stopping at the doorway. The bathroom door swung open revealing a very worried Mikey. The young brother's face expression immediately dropped when he saw the site before him. Gerard was covered in blood as his father's mutilated corpse laid lifelessly underneath him. Mikey ran to the toilet and threw up. Blood was everywhere and he was feeling dizzy.

"I killed him, Mikey. I finally fucking killed him what have I done." Gerard sobbed as he curled up into a ball in the corner of the shower and buried his head into his knees. Mikey led Gerard out of the shower and sat him down in the corner of the bathroom. Tears fell from Mikey's cheeks as he wrapped his arms around his older brother. Gerard heaved as he cried into the crook of Mikey's neck.

"I fucking killed him Mikey. I just couldn't take it anymore and I killed him. It made the voices stop, I had to make them stop."

"Shhh, it's okay Gerard, it's okay. It's all going to be okay, Gee..."

Notes

YEP
Y E P P P
*sorry for the lack of updating so heres a huge one i guess*
title by My Chemical Romance

-xo fangoria