I Want To Be Who You Pretend You Are

“William, I own you. You’re my property. You’ll do as I say,” he leaned closer to my face, anger clear in his eyes, “and you don’t ask questions” he finished biting my bottom lip.

Kisses and Lies.
Scars and Make-up.
Hate and Love.

Cause the zippers are coming undone and no-one wants admit it.
The belts are coming off, but no-one wants to admit it.
There's a lot of lies...and not quite that much love.

WiL Francis/Gerard Way :]

“I don’t want to do this anymore” I choked out, trying to break free of him.
“Shut up, you silly whore, you don’t know what you’re saying” he murmured into my neck.
“But, I-”
“Shh, baby”
I felt the belt slide from its loops and cascade to the ground. His hands then finding the zipper on my pants, I began to sob. For no fucking reason I started to cry like a little baby. My head fell into the crook of his neck and I cried, feeling my tears stain his shirt.

Other people in the story:
Mikey Way.
Ryan Ross.
Forrest Kline.
And Frank has like...a one sentence cameo, lol.