You only hear the music when your heart begins to break

Gerard's POV

It's nighttime now, I'm guessing about 1am, and I'm sat on the side of the road, cold, lost... alone.
He hates me! I mean.. I KNEW he didn't want me now, not any more, but... he ACTUALLY wants me dead?... Am I THAT bad?...
Pushing myself shakily to my feet and wrapping my arms around my thin body to try and keep out the chill night air, I stare blindly along the street. There's a bar on the corner, with a sign above the door proclaiming it to be "Dixies", soft light and loud music flood the quiet street as the door opens and five large men stumble drunkenly into the road.
I look away. No need to draw their attention to me.... "Well boys, wha do we ha here?" One of them slurs. Brilliant! Too late!
"Listen, I..I don't want any trouble" I croak out, my voice rough from crying, as the muscle-bound behemoths moved to circle me.
"What's a little FAG like YOU doin' in our town?" Asshole number 2 grunted, poking me sharply in the chest on every other word.
"Please.. I just wanna go home..." I whimpered. FUCK I'm in trouble now.
Suddenly two of the men had grabbed my arms, another slapping his beer scented hand over my mouth and nose so I couldn't scream for help... And I ALSO couldn't breathe!... They were all laughing as I struggled weakly against their iron grips... And then they were dragging me towards an alleyway... Oh shit.. Oh fuck...
They half dragged, half carried me right to the back of the alley, and around the corner, behind a boarded-up dime store, before the first punch struck my stomach.. I would've doubled over if they hadn't been holding me up. Then a punch to my jaw, SHIT, think I just swallowed a tooth.. "Don't bust 'im up TOO much lads..." The first thug commented ".. He's kinda pretty.." He giggled, FUCK. I don't think I like where this is going "... We could have some.. FUN!"
Oh, HELL no!! "Please no.. Please don't... Please..." I sobbed, wide eyed with horror, as he approached me, an evil glint in his eye, his hand moving towards his belt buckle...
"Hold 'im still boys.." He grinned as his 'boys' turned me around and I felt hands grabbing the waistband of my skinnies ".. This is PROBABLY gonna hurt...A LOT!!"
"NOOOOO!!....."

Oh God... Someone please help me.......?

Frankie.......?

Anyone.......?

..............?

Notes

What.. Did.. I.. Just.. DO??!
I thought Gee could use another reason to drink!!
*hides under a rock*
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