Give me all your poison... (FRERARD)
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“What,” he started, “Didn’t miss your boyfriend, Gee?”
Gerard walked closer to him, making the man back out of the doorway, “Valentine. I’ve told you this once, and I will tell you a thousand times,” he leaned closer to the taller man’s face, “I am over you, we are over, and forever will be over. There is no ‘we’ anymore. There is Gerard Way, and there is Valentine Stevens.”
“But babe-” Valentine started, putting his hand on Gerard’s shoulder, who promptly shrugged it off.
“Do not babe me! You arrogant, disgusting, man slut! Get off my fucking step, and out of my fucking life!” Gerard yelled, pushing Valentine all the way off his step until he was standing in the grass, by the fire hydrant.
Valentine just chuckled, “You think I need your permission? You think I have to ask?“ he hissed, bringing his hand up to the back of Gerard’s head, gripping hard on the raven hair. “Like I give a damn. Why don’t you go back to your stupid watercolors, and your stupid queer bars.” He spat, and Gerard gaped while saliva ran down his brow and onto his nose, trying to free his way out of his ex-boyfriend’s grasp.
“Valentine-” he gasped, because the taller man had brought his hand around Gerard’s neck, “I can’t breathe!” he choked out, fat tears streaming down his face.
Valentine barely loosened his grip, and laughed maniacally. “How do you think I felt when they tied that straight jacket on me, down at good ol’ South Woods? Shoving me-” he said while shaking Gerard violently, his raven head snapping back and forth under the tight grip, “Into that white padded room, sticking a fucking feeding tube in my mouth because I’m unstable!”
Gerard whimpered, and could feel a trail of blood streaming down his neck, and pooling at the edge of his shirt. “You’re making me bleed!” he cried, pathetically.
Valentine chose to ignore the comment, and continued on with his explanation. “DO I LOOK UNSTABLE, GERARD?” he screamed, letting go of the choking man’s neck, who fell to the grass, gasping for air. “I tried really hard to be good, for you. And I was! See, they let me out a year early!” he smiled wide, and Gerard just looked up fearfully.
“I think you should go, Len.”
Valentine just shook his head, and turned away, but quickly turned back and grabbed Gerard hard on the arms, hauling him up off the dewy grass. “No, I think I should come inside, and teach my boyfriend a fucking lesson.” He leant in to kiss Gerard, who turned his cheek away, cringing at the contact of Len’s papery lips. “ Don’t deny it, Gerard. You want the pain, crave the control I give you.”
“No, not this way.” Gerard started to cry, small noises coming out of his throat in terror. “Not like this.”
“Remember what I said?” Valentine brought his hand hard across Gerard’s face, a loud Smack! ringing through the darkness of the early morning hours. “I’m in control.”Before Gerard could reply, Valentine was pulled off of him, and the impact of a loud crack, clearly someone had punched him.
“Stay the fuck away from my boyfriend, you flaming asshole.”
Standing over Valentine, was Frank. A pissed look covered his face, and his fists were clenched tight. “Who are you?” Valentine huffed, rubbing his jaw.
“Frank-Fucking-Iero to you!” Frank hissed, before bringing his fist against Valentine’s face again, and again after that, not stopping until the tall man was laying splayed out in the grass, Gerard shocked beyond compare. “And these, are my trusty companions, fucktard.” he said, inspecting his swollen fists, before walking over to Gerard, embracing him.
“Frank, oh god Frank. I was so scared!” Gerard sobbed into the shorter man’s neck, clinging helplessly at his knit cardigan.
Frank hushed him and stroked his hair, until Gerard calmed down, occasionally sniffing every now and then. “It’s okay. You’re okay. I’m okay. We are all okay.” he cooed, pulling away slightly, and pecking Gerard on the lips,stroking the pads of his fingertips over his boyfriend’s eyelids, soothingly. Unnoticed, Valentine got off the ground, and huffed back to his car, slamming the door.
“Oh, Frank.” Gerard said slowly.
“What?”
“Frank,I fucking love you.”
Frank pulled away, gazing thoughtfully at the man before him. Gerard’s eyes were brimming with hot tears, and had a red hand mark over his right cheek, but Frank thought he was utterly beautiful. Frank sighed, loudly.
“You don’t have to say it ba-”
“I fucking love you too, you beautiful fucking asshole.” Frank cried, leaning in hard, and kissing Gerard with all his power, stroking the older man’s hips thoughtfully. “Oh shit, I love you so fucking much it hurts.”
“What,” he started, “Didn’t miss your boyfriend, Gee?”
Gerard walked closer to him, making the man back out of the doorway, “Valentine. I’ve told you this once, and I will tell you a thousand times,” he leaned closer to the taller man’s face, “I am over you, we are over, and forever will be over. There is no ‘we’ anymore. There is Gerard Way, and there is Valentine Stevens.”
“But babe-” Valentine started, putting his hand on Gerard’s shoulder, who promptly shrugged it off.
“Do not babe me! You arrogant, disgusting, man slut! Get off my fucking step, and out of my fucking life!” Gerard yelled, pushing Valentine all the way off his step until he was standing in the grass, by the fire hydrant.
Valentine just chuckled, “You think I need your permission? You think I have to ask?“ he hissed, bringing his hand up to the back of Gerard’s head, gripping hard on the raven hair. “Like I give a damn. Why don’t you go back to your stupid watercolors, and your stupid queer bars.” He spat, and Gerard gaped while saliva ran down his brow and onto his nose, trying to free his way out of his ex-boyfriend’s grasp.
“Valentine-” he gasped, because the taller man had brought his hand around Gerard’s neck, “I can’t breathe!” he choked out, fat tears streaming down his face.
Valentine barely loosened his grip, and laughed maniacally. “How do you think I felt when they tied that straight jacket on me, down at good ol’ South Woods? Shoving me-” he said while shaking Gerard violently, his raven head snapping back and forth under the tight grip, “Into that white padded room, sticking a fucking feeding tube in my mouth because I’m unstable!”
Gerard whimpered, and could feel a trail of blood streaming down his neck, and pooling at the edge of his shirt. “You’re making me bleed!” he cried, pathetically.
Valentine chose to ignore the comment, and continued on with his explanation. “DO I LOOK UNSTABLE, GERARD?” he screamed, letting go of the choking man’s neck, who fell to the grass, gasping for air. “I tried really hard to be good, for you. And I was! See, they let me out a year early!” he smiled wide, and Gerard just looked up fearfully.
“I think you should go, Len.”
Valentine just shook his head, and turned away, but quickly turned back and grabbed Gerard hard on the arms, hauling him up off the dewy grass. “No, I think I should come inside, and teach my boyfriend a fucking lesson.” He leant in to kiss Gerard, who turned his cheek away, cringing at the contact of Len’s papery lips. “ Don’t deny it, Gerard. You want the pain, crave the control I give you.”
“No, not this way.” Gerard started to cry, small noises coming out of his throat in terror. “Not like this.”
“Remember what I said?” Valentine brought his hand hard across Gerard’s face, a loud Smack! ringing through the darkness of the early morning hours. “I’m in control.”Before Gerard could reply, Valentine was pulled off of him, and the impact of a loud crack, clearly someone had punched him.
“Stay the fuck away from my boyfriend, you flaming asshole.”
Standing over Valentine, was Frank. A pissed look covered his face, and his fists were clenched tight. “Who are you?” Valentine huffed, rubbing his jaw.
“Frank-Fucking-Iero to you!” Frank hissed, before bringing his fist against Valentine’s face again, and again after that, not stopping until the tall man was laying splayed out in the grass, Gerard shocked beyond compare. “And these, are my trusty companions, fucktard.” he said, inspecting his swollen fists, before walking over to Gerard, embracing him.
“Frank, oh god Frank. I was so scared!” Gerard sobbed into the shorter man’s neck, clinging helplessly at his knit cardigan.
Frank hushed him and stroked his hair, until Gerard calmed down, occasionally sniffing every now and then. “It’s okay. You’re okay. I’m okay. We are all okay.” he cooed, pulling away slightly, and pecking Gerard on the lips,stroking the pads of his fingertips over his boyfriend’s eyelids, soothingly. Unnoticed, Valentine got off the ground, and huffed back to his car, slamming the door.
“Oh, Frank.” Gerard said slowly.
“What?”
“Frank,I fucking love you.”
Frank pulled away, gazing thoughtfully at the man before him. Gerard’s eyes were brimming with hot tears, and had a red hand mark over his right cheek, but Frank thought he was utterly beautiful. Frank sighed, loudly.
“You don’t have to say it ba-”
“I fucking love you too, you beautiful fucking asshole.” Frank cried, leaning in hard, and kissing Gerard with all his power, stroking the older man’s hips thoughtfully. “Oh shit, I love you so fucking much it hurts.”
Notes
I really like this chapter, but Valentine isn't gone forever.Check out my new story Here! (fucking long ass chapter, if you ask me.)
Alright lovelies,
XoXo Sage
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