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To the End	By : Laura5402 Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 1016 -:- 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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The bar was crowded and stuffy. As i made my way to an empty chair at the back of the room i felt my legs give way a little. I swore loudly and sat down heavily, knocking a person on my right.
“Sorry,” I mumbled, running my hands through my hair.
“It’s ok... Liz?”
I looked up and was met by two beautiful blue eyes and auburn hair.
“Oh, hi. Yes, I’m Liz. And you’re Sooz?” I asked her.
“Yes. You’re Frank’s girlfriend,” she told me, her voice slightly harsh.
“No, I’m just his friend. We’ve known since forever.”
Sooz just nodded and looked away to the so far empty stage. I knew I shouldn’t, but my curiosity was far greater than my common sense so I just blurted out, “Are you and Gerard dating or something?”
She stared at me for some seconds and then answered, looking at the stage again. “I wouldn’t call it dating. You see, Gerard’s a reserved person and doesn’t want to commit. I think I’m more like a... special friend.” She sighed deeply, her eyes filling with tears.
“I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to...” I tripped on my words, not knowing what to say to make her feel better. “I shouldn’t have said anything,” I thought, regretting my curiosity.
“No, it’s ok. I know what i do; i’m a grown up and it’s my choice to be with him. No matter what.” At this last words, her voice was graver, as if she wasn’t really meaning it. After some seconds, she added, “I know you saw us at the party.”
My heart froze. I opened my mouth to deny it, but words failed me and my mouth went dry.
“I know what you’re thinking. But it’s not like that. He doesn’t hit me all the time. It’s just that sometimes I make him mad. I know he’s under a lot of strain what with the tour and the new record. He’s a good person. Don’t judge him for what you saw.”
I was about to say how sorry I was to have seen that when the lights went out and an uproar made me look away from Sooz to the stage. Bob, Ray, Mikey and Frank were already on stage, preparing for the show. Next minute, Gerard appeared from a side and jumped his way to the middle of the stage singing. I thought they were really good, and I couldn’t feel anything but joy for Frank. He had made his dream come true.
My attention focussed again on Gerard. His eyes looked strange; they weren’t focused and his tongue slipped a little as he sang, tripping on the words. He didn’t seem to be able to stand straight either. He was stagering from side to side, his legs about to give way to the weight of his body any second. I heard Sooz whispering, “He’s drunk again.” I looked at her and noticed she was about to cry. “She must really love him”, I thought. Suddenly, rage began creeping up my body like a snake. How could he be such an asshole to do this. He wasn’t not only harming himself with that behaviour, but this poor girl as well. My fists were clenched tightly making my knuckles white. I got up of the chair and dashed outside, elbowing people on my way. I pushed the door opened and ran to the parking lot. I was breathing fast and i had the sudden urge to cry, and I didn’t know why. I sat down by a car and buried my face in my hands, sobbing loudly.
“Are you ok?” I felt a tender hand on my shoulder. It was Frankie. He looked worried.
“I’m ok, Frankie,” I said, trying to steady my breathing.
“Well, you certainly don’t seem like it.” He frowned at me, whcih made me laugh.
“I mean it. It was just too hot in there and I felt dizzy.” I wasn’t a good liar and I knew he didn’t believe a word I had said, but he just helped me on my feet.
“Come on, we’re living. We’re having another party.”
At first I refused to go. The prospect of seeing Gerard and Sooz, maybe together again, made me feel sick. However, after much insistince from Frank, I agreed.

After almost three hours of blaring music and far too many drinks, I was feeling slightly dizzy again and went out to the backyard for some air. I walked past the swimming pool to a bench hidden by a big bush. I had been laying there for some minutes, watching the stars and the bright full moon, before a noise made me jump from the seat.
“Hello?” I called out, my heart hammering inside my chest. Silence. I stood up and walked around the bush. A strong hand shot to my mouth, covering it, making me unable to utter a single word. A strong arm led me back behind the bush and on top of the bench. I looked up and saw, horrified, two hazel eyes partially covered by a curtain of raven-black hair. The stench of liquor, whisky, beer and cigars was overwhelming.
“Hello, sugar,” he said, a twisted smile on his lips. “I’ve been looking all over for you.”
I struggled to get myself free, but it was useless; he was too strong and heavy on top of my body. He took my wrists with one hand and put my arms on top of my head, immovilazing me. I opened my mouth to scream and he hit me hard, making my face turn to the side.
“Don’t you dare scream.” His eyes were lit with anger. “You know, the first time I saw you I didn’t think much of you. I’ve had better women than you, you see? But after seeing you at the party, wearing that minute swim suit... well, you stood out among all the other girls.” His voice was softer now. He started tracing a finger down my neck and to my shirt. He circled the sides of my breasts and pulled the brim of my shirt up, exposing my belly. I was shivering violently, my eyes shining with tears. I moved my hips violently upwards trying to make him fall, but this aroused him even more.
“Oh, you want to play, baby?” He moaned at me, pressing his erection on my body. His hand was travelling fast from my leg to my tights, going under my skirt.
“Let me go,” I pleaded.
“Why would I let you go? I know you want me too,” he hissed.
“I don’t. Please, Gerard, you’re hurting me,” I sobbed as he put more pressure on me and on my wrists.
“Oh, you don’t like it rough? Well, Sooz didn’t at first either. But you’ll get used to.” His hand found my panty and he pushed it aside, sliding a finger inside of me. I screamed with all I had, wishing that someone would hear me on top of the loud music.
“No!” I didn’t know if I ahd said that or if it was coming from someone else. Gerard’s head turned around.
“You!” he bellowed. “What the fuck are you doing here?” Sooz was standing in front of us, tears streaming down her face.
“I knew you’d do this. I knew you wanted that piece of ass. Why do you do this to me? I love you!” She was screaming at him.
I felt his body trmble in anger. He stood up, letting me go and strode to Sooz. She was too angry to know what was about to happen. I stood up and ran as fast as I could to the house, hearing the distant screaming and the loud thuds of Gerard’s hits.
I entered the house and ran upstairs, not wanting to meet anybody. I tried Frankie’s door, but it was locked. I was crying and etars were blurring my vision. I tried every door until one opened. I rushed inside and locked it, falling to my knees. I couldn’t believe what had happened. I didn’t want to believe it. I crawled to the bed and curled up in a ball on it and cried myself asleep.
I don’t know how long I was asleep, but I remember waking up and seeing Mikey looking at me through his black-rimmed glasses.
“What happened?” I asked him, feeling dishoriented. I had a throbbing headache.
“I don’t know. I just came up and I found you here, in my bedroom.”
Images from what had happened came to me and my head ached more. “I’m sorry,” I said blushing a little. I tried to stand up but felt dizzy and my legs gave up. Mikey helped me to sit on the bed. He had his arms around my waist when the door opened. I looked up and horror ran through my veins. It was Gerard.
“What the fuck?” He looked extremely upset. His eyes were set on Mikey. “What the fuck are you doing?”
“I’m helping her out. She feels sick,” Mieky explained calmly.
“No, no, no. I see what’s going on in here. You want to fuck her,” Gerard spat.
“What? Gerard, this is nonsense.”
I could hear them both arguing but the words made no sense. I could only hear noise that seemed to be splitting my head in two. “Stop!” I finally yelled. Both men turned to me, slighlty surprised.
“What is it, sugar?” Gerard said, using his sweetest voice.
“Don’t call me that! You tried to fucking rape me!” The words were out of my mouth before I even knew what I was saying. Gerard stared at me.
“What? Is that true?” Mikey asked, turning from me to his brother.
“Of course it’s not,” Gerard replied, looking at me with utmost hatred.
“Yes you did! Mikey, ask Sooz. She arrived when he was on top of me. Please, you have to believe me!” I was crying again.
Mikey looked at Gerard. “Get out,” he said.
“Excuse me. What?” Gerard said, taking a step to Mikey, his face a few inches from Mikey’s.
“I said get out! You’re fucking drunk. Get the fuck out of my bedroom!”
Gerard stared at him a few seconds. Then, he just turned around and exited the room. Mikey was shaking, whether out of rage or fear for what he ahd just done, I never knew. He came to me and huged me. I pressed my face to his chest and cried for a while, until I had no more tears left to shed. He then stood up, took my shoes off and helped me inside the bed.
“Stay here,” he whispered in my ear. “I’ll sleep on the couch.”
“No,” I said. “Come with me. Please.” He nodded and climbed into bed with me. The last thing I remember before falling asleep is feeling his arm around my waist, protecting me.
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