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This is What We Call a Tragedy	By : ShotgunSheri Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 673 -:- 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.

Chapter List
- 1-This is What We Call a Tragedy
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- 9-Ch 9
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Frank had fallen asleep next to me, and remained as such when the guys all came back. I tried to be as quiet as can be, as if being quiet would prevent them from seeing or noticing me.

I heard that dark laugh that I’d come to know as Gerard’s. “We have perfect night vision, we can see you anyhow,” he laughed again. “Soon you’ll understand.”

Mikey smirked as well, “What do you expect Gee? She’s naïve.”

“Fuck you,” I said in an almost whisper.

“I believe you have,” he snickered.

I stood up and flew at him, ignoring the pain in my side, my legs carrying me in a stealth manner I hadn’t experienced before. I collided with Mikey and started clawing at his face, spitting at him. Gerard mumbled something before grabbing me by the waist and throwing me into the wall opposite of Frank, an excruciating pain running through my torso now. “Let’s not start that again,” Gerard growled, glaring at me. “I’m not afraid to fight back,” he threatened.

Mikey put a hand to his face before looking down at it, blood covered his hand from my assault, his eyes met mine in a deathly stare, “You little fucking bitch,” he muttered.

Frank stirred and looked around for me, before spotting me on the other side of the room, clutching my side. He immediately got to his feet, “What the fuck did you do to her!?” he demanded, running at Gerard.

Gerard grabbed him and flung him to the ground, “Stay out of this.”

“Frank,” I said spitting up a bit of blood. “Just let it go... Leave it alone...” I didn’t want him to get hurt.

“She needs to get to a fucking hospital!” he yelled at them.

“Leave it alone, runt,” Ray growled.

“Her ribs are broken! She could fucking die!” he spat.

“You were warned to shut up,” Gerard growled before beginning to violently kick Frank in the stomach, multiple times.

“Leave him alone!” I screamed.

Gerard looked over at me, “Shut up, Lizzi. I thought we went over this..? I don’t take orders from you.”

“Please, Gerard,” I said softly. “Please, don’t hurt him...” I was near Gerard’s feet now, like a lowly dog, begging him.

“Get up, Lizzi,” Gerard ordered, turning to me now. When I didn’t get to my feet quick enough, he yanked me up, causing me to let out a painful cry. “Stop whimpering,” he growled. “It’s disgraceful.” I nodded slightly, wanting to cry, my stomach hurt so bad. “Tell this idiot that your ribs are fine,” Gerard growled.

“My...”

Gerard shook me, causing me to cringe in pain, “Tell him!”

“My ribs are fine, Franky, I’m fine,” I said in a shaky voice.

“You’re lying,” Frank managed to mumble, his teeth clenched in pain.

“See, he’s and idiot,” Gerard said kicking him again.

“Stop, please leave him alone,” I begged, clutching onto his shirt.

“Fine,” Gerard muttered. “I’ll leave him alone, for now at least.” He scowled at Frank before contorting his lips into that melancholic smile towards me again. “However, Lizzi...” he grinned, holding my arm again. “I think it’s time you and I take care of some more business...” he finished before beginning to pull me in the opposite direction.

“Don’t touch me!” I yelled, trying to pull away from him.

“Let’s not get into it like we did earlier,” he scoffed. “Let’s call this an even trade, Liz,” he smirked. “You come with me, and they (he motioned to the rest of the guys) won’t kick the shit out of Frank... Do we have an understanding?”

I looked at Frank, feeling hot tears in my eyes again before looking back to Gerard and giving a nod.

“Liz! Don’t fucking do this, let them kick the shit out of me!” Frank yelled. “Don’t!” Frank tried to come at us, but Ray and Mikey held him tightly. I could see him struggling with all his might, to what seemed like no avail. “Please Liz, don’t worry about me...”

I was being pulled away by Gerard before I had time to think. He led me down a dark hallway before we entered an almost empty room. By almost empty, I mean, the middle held nothing... But the walls held catacombs for the dead.

“You do as I say, or I’ll have them kill your friend,” he glared at me. “Now... Take off your clothes.”

“Please...” I whispered, as tears trickled down my cheeks.

“Now...” he growled. I nodded and obliged, stripping myself of my clothes, and my dignity in the process. He smiled before walking over to me. “You’re going to at least pretend to enjoy this, understand?” he whispered, his jeans pressing hard against me. He pressed his lips to mine, his tongue licking at my lips until the parted for him. “Undo my jeans,” he hissed into the kiss, which literally made me sick to my stomach. I felt more tears forming as I did as he said. He then pushed my hand toward his already hard mass, making me stroke him for a few minutes as he continued to kiss me. He smirked, “Ready for some real fun?” I remained silent, “Answer me!”

Before I could respond, Gerard fell to the ground with Frank on top of him, “Don’t ever fucking touch her again!” Frank screamed, his fists collided with Gerard’s face in the most violent manner. I stumbled backward slightly, watching the scuffle in shock. “Keep your fucking hands off her, you hear?” Frank asked, spitting in Gerard’s face, as he continued his battering.

Bob ran into the room, followed by Ray and Mikey. He ripped Frank off of Gerard forcefully, slamming him into the wall, much like Gerard had done to me earlier; only Frank hit the wall much harder than I had. Gerard grabbed me by the neck, in a choking fashion, holding me up against the wall. “You better tell that boy to quit interfering, Liz, or you’re going to have some very painful experiences here. Do you hear me!?” Gerard asked, screaming the last part in my face. I tried to nod, but I couldn’t even breathe and the lack of air made my body automatically set into a panicking state. Gerard clenched his hand tighter around my neck. “I asked if you heard me,” he growled. I used all my remained strength to nod and he leg go of me, allowing my body to crumple onto the ground in a near-lifeless heap. He then grabbed the back of my shirt and yanked me upwards, “You’re going to cooperate this time, cause like I said... I’m not letting that weakling,” he said, gesturing to Frank, “gain what should be my title.”

I couldn’t speak, I was still trying to breath, something that was a very labored task at the moment.

“Gerard,” Bob said in a stern tone, “don’t be stupid about this. She can’t even talk right now, if you do continue tonight, you’ll kill her... Then we’ll be left without any heir.”

This seemed to upset Gerard even more. “Fine,” he muttered in disappointment before slamming me down on the ground. “Stupid little bitch,” he growled.

“Take it easy before you kill her,” Bob said, rolling his eyes. “You can always finish this tomorrow.”

They continued talking as they walked deeper into the tomb, their voices disappearing. I lifted my head slightly, trying to find Frank. I couldn’t see, there was something in my eyes, and I was pretty sure it was blood from a cut on my head. I felt someone touch my cheek softly, but even though the touch was tender, I flinched, expecting it to be one of them.

“Shit... shit, Liz,” Frank said softly, sounding like he was crying. “Please don’t fucking die on me,” he whispered. “Please hang on...”

I tried to answer him, to tell him that I wouldn’t leave him, but I felt myself slipping out of consciousness.
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