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 Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2007 7:40 pm
it's rated R because there is a rape scene (not graphic) some abuse (NOT much ) and i think that's it, sorry if i forgot something so giving credit here, the beginning of the first chapter is based on a scene from running with scissors. oh and i know the point of view is a little weird, i did that on purpose. constructive criticism would be appreciated, i haven't written much the past couple of years, i'm out of practice sweatdrop CH 1~ Dead! Frank’s p.o.v.
And if your heart stops beating
I'll be here wondering
Did you get what you deserve?
The ending of your life
And if you get to Heaven
I'll be here waiting, babe
Did you get what you deserve?
The ending …
“Gerard please stay with us! Wake up!” I screamed at him crying, with still no reply. I was helping push the gurney to the emergency room, I know they would send me away as soon as they got to the door, but I didn’t care I was going to be with him as long as I could.
“We have to get those pills out of his stomach!” the nurse pushing the gurney yelled.
“You have to wake up! Please! Gerard! Wake up!” I screamed shaking him, “you’re too young to die!”
Gerard’s p.o.v.
I suddenly woke up being slammed against something hard. I Turned my head and threw up. The response from the doctors was to start attempting to shove tubes down my throat.
“Please Stop! No! Please! Please!” I screamed with tears falling from my eyes. But my cries went unheard. They only moved faster. The next thing I knew I was having a tube shoved deep down my throat making me gag. I tried to yell “I can’t breathe! Please stop!” But it was incomprehensible. The next thing i know I am in a hospital room staring at the ceiling.
You may be wondering why this happened. What made me want to do something as crazy as attempting to take my life away. It’s a long story actually. But why waste your time listening to my story? It’s quite a waste of time. I should be dead now, and I deserve to be dead, when I get home I’ll try again, maybe a better way, some way I can’t live, maybe I’ll get my hands on a gun or cyanide…
Oh but back to what I was saying, you wouldn’t be Interested in my story. But if you insist…
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2007 7:44 pm
CH 2~ This is how I disappear Gerard’s 28 years old There's things that I have done, you never,
Should ever know.
And without you is how I disappear,
And live my life alone forever now.
And without you is how I disappear,
And live my life alone forever now.
I sat in my prison cell waiting, I knew I was going to do a lot of that for the next year. I don’t remember doing what I did, but I still can’t live with myself, and I’ve decided to never let anyone love me again, because I hurt her, and I loved her so much! But I can’t let myself do something like this again. I wanted to just die when I heard her testify against me in court, when I had to here all the details of what I had done, it was all a surprise for me. We got drunk one night… do know I won’t give you all the details, because it still hurts to think about it years later, but back to the subject. I raped her. I have nothing to say in my defense I know what I did was wrong. This happened two years ago and I’m still here. I deserve longer though, I deserve to die in these damned four walls. The day I get out of here I’m going to take as many pills as I have to until I finally just die, I honestly don’t deserve to be here knowing that I hurt someone as much as I had.
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2007 7:36 am
Oooh, interesting. Keep going and update soon. heart
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2007 8:23 am
Pretty good for someone who hasn't written in so long!
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2007 1:01 pm
oh there"s a cuss word or two in this chapter, i think i forgot to mention that in the first chapter, but it isn't much. oh and i had to edit this acuse it had stuff in it >.<;
CH 3~ the sharpest lives
Gerard’s 26 years old
Well it rains and it pours when you're out on your own.
If I crash on the couch can I sleep in my clothes?
'Cause I've spent the night dancing, I'm drunk I suppose.
If it looks like I'm laughing I'm really just asking to leave
“I love yoooou honey!” I slurred.
“No you don’t if you did you wouldn’t be doing this to yourself!” She yelled. She being my girlfriend, of about four years now.
“Yessss I do!” I screamed and then slapped her with full force. She began to cry and I got angry and slapped her again. She fell and dragged me down with her.
“Yoooouuur soo beaauuuuutiful” I said with a goofy smile on my face.
I began to attempt to take off her shirt.
“No!”
I smacked her again and then went back to attempting to get her shirt off. “Stop squirming! I‘m sick of waiting!”
“I don’t want to do this! You said I didn’t have to till I was ready!”
“Welllll I don’t care.” while fighting with her belt. Belts are the evilest thing known to man…
“I said no! I‘ll report you!”
“Shut the fuuuck up!” I slapped her again.
I won't give yuo the details of what happened after that... but i think you can take a guess...
When I was done I stumbled out of the room and walked home, leaving her alone, she killed herself later that night, after going to the police, during the trial they played what they had recorded her saying. She took a while bottle of advil, the same thing I had o.d’d off of.
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2007 2:11 pm
I feel like slapping Gee now.
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2007 7:45 pm
BREAK_down_CHILD I feel like slapping Gee now. Me too. Even though he hasn't done anything, I still want to go, "What the hell?!" Yeah. That means you're a good writer!
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2007 2:21 am
You just made me want to graffiti all my posters...I'm not going to (luckily) but I feel so annoyed at Gerard now! sweatdrop
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2007 10:23 am
I Want An MCR Poster TT-TT
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2007 1:10 pm
sorry it's short x.x; but i'll hopefully have more later today
CH4~ this is the best day ever
Later that night.
I could hear you breath with help from cold machines
Every hour
On the hour
They drew blood
Well I felt I couldn't take
Another day inside this place
From silent dreams we never wake
And in this promise that we'll make
Starless eyes for Heaven's sake
But I hear you anyway
I got a call from her mom later that night, telling me she was in the hospital, and how she had attempted suicide. I drove to the hospital and ran into her room in the ICU, she was barely breathing. It hurt me having to watch her be kept alive only by cold machines. A doctor suddenly ran in and drew her blood.
“Don’t do that!” I half slurred half yelled at him, “she’s afraid of needles!”
“Do you see her complaining? She could die any moment.”
What he said hit my lie a bag of bricks. She could die soon and it would be all my fault… she suddenly woke up and I wanted to cry. Her eyes, the ones that always looked so happy and full of wonder, were suddenly empty.
I suddenly heard a small whisper come from her lips, “I still love you.” and suddenly the machines hooked up to her started making loud noises and she stopped breathing.
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2007 2:16 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2007 2:24 pm
oh and in clase it wasn't clear enough in the last chapter she died....
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2007 3:05 pm
I think we all got that.
At least...I hope we all did... ninja
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2007 3:23 pm
*Raises hand ashamedly* I... I didn't..... sad
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2007 6:43 pm
sorry about the short updates, i'm getting angry at myself for them sweatdrop oh and you'll find out what happened to his mom later on, i'm doing this (for the most part) in reverse chronological order
CH 5~ Skylines And Turnstiles
Gerard’s 24 years old (September 11)
Steel corpses stretch out towards an ending sun
Scorched and black
It reaches in and tears your flesh apart
As ice cold hands
Rip into your heart
That's if you've still got one that's left
Inside that cave you call a chest
And after seeing what we saw
Can we still reclaim our innocence?
After what happened to my mom me, Mikey and my dad moved to New York hoping to get away from the painful memories, we honestly thought we could get away, but instead we got more.
Riding my bike as fast as I could I was excited to see my dad again, I had moved back to Jersey when I graduated from high school because I had missed my friends so much, but I still came down here from time to time to visit dad.
I turned the corner expecting to see the towers standing tall and proud, but instead was greeted by a sight I don’t think I’ll ever forget. It played out in slow motion, the bodies falling from the buildings, the towers collapsing floor by floor, the fire, the dust and debris. It was horrifying. Everyone else was running away from the scene but I ran towards it forgetting my bike in the middle of the street.
I was stopped by a police officer once I got near the site and began screaming at him to let me through.
“Please! You don’t understand! My father’s in there!”
“And so are a lot of other people’s fathers, now please step aside!” he yelled.
“No!”
“Sir don’t make me arrest you.”
“How? You’re busy here.”
Suddenly there was a loud splat, one of the bodies had landed close to us.
I couldn’t help but look out of curiosity, I’d only seen one dead body in my life before, the second I turned my head I threw up in the middle of the street. God why did I look? there lying on the floor was the charred remains of my father.
This was the day I started the drinking that would eventually destroy my life.
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