Angel In Punk Rags

Five minuets. It took five minuets for him to dive to my place, pick the lock and kidnap me. He'd flung me over his shoulder and threw one of his arms around my waist. My screams of protest were no use as Gerard carried me downstairs and through the door to see his bright red corvette. He opened the passenger door and dropped me inside shutting the door behind me. The most surprising thing about the whole journey is that neither of us said a word. We both sat in the dead silent for and hour and a handful of minuets.

Gerard's old house looked more like the shack from The Blair Witch Project. It was disgusting and covered in mold. The wood was rotted and the door had several locks on it. He opened my door for me and picked me up again. "This is getting kinda old." I said as he flung me over his shoulder.

"Well maybe I'll try something different." He said in a playfully dark tone. He grabbed me by my feet and turned me so I was completely upside-down over his shoulder. He was much taller than me so my head was at ass level with him.

"Oh come on! I'm gonna pass out!" I yell. I could feel the blood quickly rush to my head.

He laugh maniacally, "Enjoying the view Frankie?" He asked as I heard him grab a set of keys from his pocket. Yes. I mean I wasn't hating it. He had a nice ass. He laughed again and then opened the door.
When we get inside he sets me right on the ground and shuts the door, locking it as well. I grab his shoulders to stable myself. I have a major headache and feel dizzy. He smirks wildly.

"Yes Frankie? Something you want? Need?" He leans in and crashes his lips into mine. Gerard spins us around so I'm pinned against the ugly, wet wall. I can't move much now. I can only move my lips back against his in an extreme fight for dominance. Of course, I loses when he slips his tongue into my mouth.
He then pulls away, chuckling darkly. "Oh Frankie, you're so beautiful. It's a shame you'll have to die soon."

"Die!? What do you mean die!?" I asked panicked. He steps away from me and walks out the room.

"You coming or what?" He said from the other room. I slowly made my way to the sound of his voice to see a room filled with knives with a floor covered in blood.

Notes

Hey this is late.... Oh, so very late... But whatever! Stay P.L.U.R.