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Don't Move, He's Right Beside You	By : neonballroom Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Avenged Sevenfold Views: 1050 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Avenged Sevenfold. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Author's note: Gerard Way appears in the first chapter. He has a small role. I just needed a sixth character.

Jonathan Seward pushed open the door of the creepy abandoned mansion. He walked in hesitantly, his footsteps echoed loudly in the huge formerly gorgeous hall. "Stupid thing..." he mumbled to himself. He didn't know why he had accepted to do this.

Everyone was afraid of this house. People said they'd heard screams and a bunch of other unexplainable sounds from there at night. Johnny looked at his watch: midnight. Right on time.

He had just met this guy the week before, James Sullivan. Johnny thought Jimmy was kind of weird, but there was something in Jimmy that made him special. When he started talking, it felt impossible to ignore. The night before, as they were walking to Johnny's house, the mansion had snuck into the conversation. Jimmy playfully dared Johnny to sneak into the house by midnight the night after, promising a good reward if he was courageous enough to do so. Johnny, being no different than all these proud adolescents, answered: "Pfft I can sure get in there. What, you think I'm scared? Ahah."

So there he was. Standing in the darkness of the hall. His flashlight illuminating his way. Yet, he was almost starting to regret this whole thing. Even though it was kind of silly, he couldn't help but be scared. All the stories about this house wouldn't leave his mind. The mansion had always had a bad reputation. No one really knew what happened in there... where the noises came from. Breathing in deeply, he lifted his head bravely and mentally kicked himself and chased every creepy idea from his mind. He walked further in, eyes wide open, ready for anything.

Why am I so fucking scared of the dark? he thought to himself. Just as he turned to make sure nothing - no one - was in the open door beside him, something hit him in the face causing him to collapse on the dusty floor.

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"Jimmy, for fuck's sake, help me..."
"Gee, you're such a girl. You ain't able to drag him down there alone?" the tall man answered, taking a drag of his cigarette.
"Fuck you dude, he's one heavy bitch..."
"Jonathan Seward...” Jim continued, smirking. "I can't believe people still come here after everything they hear about this stupid fucking house. Ahah. Tonight is gonna be so much fun. I mean, look at him!"
The two men stopped walking for a second and stared at Johnny's motionless body. Johnny's peaceful face and closed eyes made them grin.
"Help me, fuck!" Gerard shouted again, continuing what he was doing. "Get his feet..."
Gerard Way grabbed Johnny under the armpits and with help from Jimmy, he dragged the unconscious boy downstairs.

"Tie him up."
Jimmy liked to sit and watch the others do everything.
"Where... what you wanna do tonight?"
"There." He pointed to a chin-up bar. "Tie his arms up over his head, around the bar."

Gerard pulled Johnny by the wrists to the end of the room where the bar was. Jimmy got up and walked to them, pulling a rope out of his back pack.
"Hurry before he wakes up!"
"Don't worry..." Jimmy smirked, doing everything weirdly slowly.

They pulled him up and tied his wrists to the bar, forcing him in a standing position. Just as Jimmy finished tying him up, Johnny's eyes fluttered open and his face was instantly twisted with pain.
"What... what the fuck are you doing... Jimmy?"
James grabbed him roughly by the cheeks, smiled and answered: "Shhh..."
Johnny looked at Gee and then back at Jimmy, scared and confused. He tried to say something else, but if Jimmy told you to shut up, you couldn't talk anymore.

Gerard sat facing Johnny and looked up to Jimmy as if waiting to know what was going to happen next. James considered the poor guy for a moment, for some form of inspiration, and then he turned to Gerard whispering:
"I wanna see him bleed."

Johnny's eyes widened, but he stayed speechless. He didn't understand. What the fuck had he just said? Gerard smirked and pulled out a knife from under the desk behind them. He handed James the huge blood-stained knife, which had clearly been used many times before. He poked Johnny with it, amused. Johnny squealed and gasped out a "What the hell are you doing?!"
"Argh. I don't want him talking." Jimmy said thoughtfully, his smile disappearing.
Gerard got up and grabbed some cloth that he tied around an already-crying-Johnny, hiding his mouth.
"Although... He's surprisingly more silent than any other..."

Gerard sat back and waited for Jimmy to do something. Jimmy skimmed Johnny's cheek with the pointy knife, sending shivers down his spine. Johnny sobbed, terrified, which turned on Jimmy even more.

Without a warning, he pressed harder on the knife with his index, making blood stream down Johnny's cheek. The poor man screamed and whined, even though it was just a tiny cut. He knew what was next. He knew nothing good could happen after that. Jimmy turned and smiled at Gerard, who was waiting to see more.
"COME ON BABY, BRUISE HIM!" he chimed in.
Jimmy's smile grew wider and he slid the knife down Johnny's chest, soaking his shirt with blood. Johnny was screaming hysterically under the tightly wrapped cloth, trying to kick Jimmy away. James laughed loudly and kicked the short guy in the balls to stop him from moving.

"Oh, I think he's saying he wants more." Jimmy said, theatrically putting his ear closer to Johnny's face.
He slowly engraved the word BLOOD on the inside Johnny's right arm, making him scream to death. The cut across the victim's chest being surprisingly deep, the floor was starting to be stained red, making Gerard giggle madly. Jimmy roughly grabbed Johnny's chin and licked tears off his cheek.
"How do you like that?" he whispered slowly, pressing himself into the bloody boy.
He pulled down the cloth harshly and pushed his tongue into Johnny's mouth, shoving the knife down his thigh. Johnny was screaming into Jimmy's mouth, desperate to make him stop. He suddenly bit Jimmy, who pulled away and slapped him hard, leaving the knife hanging from the flesh on his leg.

Suddenly, Johnny slowly stopped screaming and fighting.

Gee's amused grin froze into a much less sincere smile, and he looked up to Jimmy, worried.
"Hey, wait, don't kill him, right? The plan was that we..."
"No, no. We're just having fun. He's fine. Chill out, fag." he answered, trying to convince himself more than Gerard.

He backed up and noticed there was way more blood on the floor, as well as on himself, than planned. Shit. Johnny's gaze was frozen in Gee's direction.
"Ew, make him stop looking at me."

Jimmy slapped Johnny's bloody face again. No reaction.
"Fuck..." he whispered.
"Shit James, you killed him. You fucking KILLED HIM!!! YOU SAID YOU KNEW WHAT YOU WERE DOING AND THAT NO ONE WOULD DIE."
Jimmy didn't understand. Jonathan Seward wasn't supposed to die. He slowly backed up from the now silent young man.
"Gee... shut the fuck up and come with me! We have got to get the hell out of here..." he said, throwing the knife back under the desk.

They ran upstairs, panicked and ashamed. Jimmy gave one last look at the innocent guy, dead of blood loss.
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