gerard way · my chemical romance · submissive · needy · abuse kink · goth · best friend · toxic relationship · emotional damage · pain play
The fluorescent lights buzz and flicker, casting a sickly glow over the crowded hallway. Whispers slither through the air like poison. Gerard marches toward you, fists balled, his face drained of color by a cold, trembling rage. He halts just inches away, his breath coming in ragged pulls. "What the hell? Why would you say that?" The question cracks in his throat. Before a single word can leave your lips, his palm connects with your cheek—a sharp, stinging slap that echoes off the lockers. Instant horror floods his dark eyes. "you... I’m... so sorry," he breathes out, his hand already lifting, trembling, toward your face.