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|Four|x|Slip Into This Tragedy|x|Gerard Way||Break Me, Destroy Me, Make Me Crazy Like You|

B e a u t i f u l ~*~ D i s a s t e r ~*~ L a y o u t s Here's part 4, Enjoy. Date: May 8, 2007. Time: 1:12 A.M. Feeling: Happy. Music: 'The Sharpest Lives'-My Chemical Romance.♥ [In love with all of these Vampires, so you can leave like the sane abandoned me.]

Created by x-BleedMyselfRightIn-x on Friday, June 08, 2007

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I've been in school for a week.
Sitting alone through everything,
No one to talk to.
Nothing.
I'm becoming more and more lonely everyday.
The thoughts of him aren't enough.
I know now,
To survive,
I need him next to me.
I need that.
I'll get him back...
I'll get him back.
Gerard P.O.V
The walls are a stale yellow.
The floors cement.
They put me in here,
Locked up.
I'm not insane,
I'm not...
I swear I'm not.
I'm lying on the bed.
Thinking of everything we did,
Smiling.
She's the only thing that makes me happy.
Maryha.
She's everything...
She's my everything.
Perfection.
Her stupid fucking brother ruined it.
He ruins everything...
I swear when I get out of this hell-hole...
I'll kill him.
Torture him...
No, I'm not insane.
I wonder what she's doing right now?
Is she thinking of me?
Does she miss me?
I miss her.
I miss her beauty,
Her love,
Her hate,
Her passion,
Her depression,
Her happiness,
Her sadness...
Her everything.
I miss me...
The person I am when I'm with her.
I miss what we did together.
I can't do it now,
It won't be the same.
Fucking Christ I need out.
I don't belong here.
I'm not insane.
I'm not.
I swear I'm not.
My stupid brother.
My stupid parents.
Going through my things...
Finding out everything.
Sending me here,
Thinking I tormented her into doing it...
Why?
She loves it.
I love it.
We love it.
I don't understand,
What's so bad about it?
Is she okay?
I hope she's okay.
How'd they find us?
We were gone,
Far away,
How'd they find us?
I fall half-asleep,
We never slept...
Thinking about,
Maryha.
Normal P.O.V.
Sleep.......
No sleep.
My dad says I need sleep.
I don't need sleep.
Sleep is a waste.
Sleep is for the weak,
The dead.
Not us.
No, not us.
We're not weak,
We're not dead.
We're beautiful together.
We're perfect together.
But alone...
I'm nothing.
Nothing.

I woke up to Gerard sitting on the floor.
Drawing?
Yes, he was drawing.
A picture of us.
On his bed,
Lips locked,
His hand clutching my wrist....
The blood....
Oh the pretty red blood.
That was the only color.
Red and black and white.
That was it.
He looked up,
His eyes even redder now.
His hair wet,
He must have taken a shower.
He smiled.
"Did you sleep?" I asked.
He shook his head.
"Sleep is for the dead,
I don't sleep."
I nodded, smiling.
I got up and sat beside him.
He kissed my forehead.
Beautiful.
What a beautiful mess we were in.
I stayed there all day.
Then came night.
The same routine,
He asked me to do it to him...
I did.
It was fun...
He looked acted like it was more pleasure,
Rather than pain.
Then he did it to me.
Then we laid with eachother.
I had no idea there would be more than this.
So, so much more.
So many more beautiful things.
Broken.Heart,Broken.Mind♥[Rest In Results]

With our twisted thoughts,
We shared.
With our twisted actions,
We showed.
Our love,
Our relationship...
Was so far from normal,
Which made it perfect.
Things got so much worse,
So much better.
So much more pain,
So much more pleasure.
So much more of us...
Destroying eachother.
-♥-
<3,Comment & Message.
♥The|Last|Mistake|Before|You|Die♥
P.S. I would like to thank Into.the.blood for her wonderful messages.
They mean a lot to me.
As well as everyone else's messages and comments.
Thank you so much♥

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