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Taking Back the Life You Stole	By : Rachy2006 Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 1362 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of My Chemical Romance. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Oh My God. You peered over the banister and saw Kyle's body at the bottom. His leg stuck out at a weird angle. You checked again that Gerard was ok and made your way slowly down the stairs to where Kyle lay unmoving. You were struggling to breathe as you got nearer. Was it going to be like one of those horror movies where they jump up at you? This time you didn't think so. Kyle's eyes stared right at you, unblinking. His chest wasn't rising, his eyes bore into you. You'd killed him. You clamped your hands to your mouth to stop from screaming. You choked on your own tears as you backed away from the body. What was going to happen now?

Gerard watched Bea sleeping. Her arm was flung behind her head and her hair stuck up at all angles. She'd missed a bit of eyeliner and it smudged beneath her eye. He stroked her cheek gently but she didn't stir. Her porcelain skin shone white in the moonlight from the window. She wore just a vest top and knickers. Simple, beautiful, his. He lay down on the soft pillows and watched her chest rise and fall.

BRRR BRRR BRRR. The telephone on the nightstand rang loudly and Bea rolled over in her sleep.

"Hello," he answered quietly.

"Mr Way. There's a message for you at reception. Some sort of emergency. Sorry to wake you at this hour," the receptionist said apologetically.

"No problem, I'll be right down." He wondered what could be wrong. Mikey, his mum and dad. His stomach churned as he pulled on some jeans and a shirt. He tiptoed quietly to the door and shut it behind him. Shit, the lifts were out of order. He stepped into the cold stairwell and shivered. Fucking 18 flights up he grumbled. He bounded as quickly as he could down the stairs, all was quiet. As soon as he reached the 12th floor he sensed something was wrong. He heard footsteps behind him and quickly turned to see a baseball bat flying at his face. He crumpled against the cold wall. All he could see was the blood in front of his eyes. He wiped it away. This guy looked at him in anger. "Who the fuck are you?" Gerard said angrily.

"Kyle. I'm sure Bea has told you about me," he grinned.

"You bastard," Gerard said through gritted teeth.

"What was that?" Kyle swung the bat at Gerard's midriff and he groaned loudly as it made contact.

"Bea is mine. She's always been mine," Kyle said seriously.

"Not anymore. She's moved on Kyle. How can you say that she's yours after what you did to her? What you stole from her."

"She deserved everything she got," Kyle sneered. Gerard tried to get up but the pain was unbearable. "I've tried warning her before but it obviously didn’t work. So I thought I'd lay a little trap for you since she seems to care about you so much!"

"There was no phone call was there?" Gerard said.

"Nope," Kyle laughed like the maniac that he was. "And now I'm going to make her pay." He swung the bat over and over again onto Gerard's skull.

"This is it," Gerard thought. The last person he saw before it all went black was Bea. I love you he thought as the black sea swept over him.

You stood in the foyer of the hotel, police and paramedics swarming around you, as they took away the stretcher covered with a blanket. You felt numb. You were a murderer. Gerard was stretchered out next, still unconscious but stable the paramedics told you. You squeezed his hand and kissed him on the forehead. "I'll be there soon my love," you whispered.

"Miss Wright?" the policeman asked.

"Yes," you said shakily.

"I'm arresting you on suspicion of murder..........," You didn't need to hear the rest. Your hands were cuffed and you were led away like a common criminal. How had this happened? Why couldn't you just have a normal life? and now you hadn't even got Gerard to help you. You needed to be with him but you doubted whether that would ever be possible.

You sat in the cell-like interview room that was no better than the cell you had been living in for the last two days. You had been asked the same questions over and over again and still they didn't believe you. You hadn't seen Gerard since he'd been stretchered away from the hotel and they hadn't let you have any information.

"You're not a relative and therefore you can't have any information on his status," they told you.

"I'm his girlfriend," you'd screamed. You cried for him and you cried for yourself. It was all like some bad dream, but you knew that it wasn't. You had pinched yourself too many times.

Gerard's eyes flickered open and he saw Mikey.

"Gee, Oh my god. Guys he's awake, he's awake," Mikey said excitedly.

"What the hell happened?" Gerard groaned. He felt like he'd been hit by a train.

"Don't you remember?" Frank said coming into view with a concerned expression on his face. Gerard tried to cast his mind back.

"There was a phone call. I went down the stairwell," he paused. Kyle, he had been there. "Kyle, hit me with a bat," Gerard choked out. The guys nodded. "But what happened?" Gerard said confused. Mikey fought back tears and turned away. "Mikey!" Gerard said "tell me," Gerard’s eyes widened in fear, and he tried to sit up. "Bea! Did something happen to her? My Bea! What happened to her? Why isn't she here?" Gerard dissolved into tears and Ray calmed him down with a hug.

"Kyle's dead Gerard," Ray said quietly, "it seems that Bea pushed him down the stairwell."

"I'm glad that bastard’s dead! He was gloating about raping Bea!" Gerard said shaking.

"He raped her?" Bob exclaimed.

"Last year," Gerard nodded.

"Oh my God," Mikey said softly, running his hand through his hair and fiddling with his glasses.

"But that doesn't answer my question. Where is my baby?"

"She's..... she...." Frank couldn't get the words out.

"TELL ME!"

"She was arrested soon after for murder," Bob said calmly, "they won't let her go!"

"Oh no. Oh god," Gerard started hyperventilating and his pulse rocketed.

"Calm down man," Ray said "Once they've interviewed you maybe everything will be ok."

"But what if it isn’t!?" Gerard wheezed. They all sat in silence not knowing what to tell their best friend. Without Bea where would they all be?

"Can you tell us again what happened when you found Mr Way and Kyle Smithson in the stairwell," the policeman repeated for what felt like the millionth time.

"I found Gerard bleeding and unconscious. I looked around and Kyle, my ex-boyfriend, was standing there with a bat. He threatened to hit me with it and did when I tried to defend myself. He threatened to kill Gerard if I didn't do what he said. He...." you struggled to continue as the horrible memories came flooding back. "He pushed me against the wall and attempted to rape me again."

"What do you mean, again?"

"He raped me last year when we were dating but I didn't report it. I didn't want that to happen again so I pushed him away and he fell down the stairs. I don't see why you have to ask these questions again."

"We're just making sure we've got all the facts miss."

"What about Gerard? How is he?" you pleaded.

"We're going to interview Mr Way," the policeman said as he left the dingy room.

"He's awake?" you shouted after him but he didn't answer.

"Miss Wright," the door of your cell opened and a uniformed policeman appeared with a mobile phone, "there's a call for you."

You grabbed the phone and wished for it to be Gerard. "Honey?" you said breathlessly.

"It's me baby," he said emotionally.

"Oh thank you God," you said, tears filling your eyes. "Are you ok?"

"I've felt better," he laughed, "I'm just bruised. How are you?"

"I've stayed in better accommodation," you joked.

"They interviewed me today," he revealed.

"Right. I guess I'll get news soon then," you choked out.

"Yes. Whatever happens. I just want you to know that I'll wait for you," he said. You knew he was crying.

"Will you?" you said quietly.

"I will wait forever for you. You are in my heart no matter what. Without you I'm not complete."

"Oh Gee," you sobbed, "I'm so scared, I want you here."

"I'm holding you right now," he whispered.
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