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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Major_Character_Death, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      My_Chemical_Romance
  Relationship:
      Gerard_Way/Original_Female_Character, Original_Female_Character/Original
      Male_Character
  Character:
      Gerard_Way, Original_Female_Character(s), Original_Male_Character(s)
  Additional Tags:
      Rape, Kidnapping, Children, Underage_Sex, Character_Death, Alternate
      Universe
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-05-22 Completed: 2014-05-23 Chapters: 4/4 Words: 4165
****** Destroya ******
by wordsofaninsanemind
Summary
     This girl was kidnapped many years ago by the same man that kidnaps
     Gerard. She has no idea who she is or where she is from. She has been
     his slave for years and he has rapped her more times then she can
     count. She can barely speak in full sentences and knows she is
     completely broken. Gerard becomes very intrigued by her and before he
     knows what is happening he is for falling for the innocence of his
     Pretty Petunia. What will happen? Will Gerard and Petunia survive?
     **This was actually a dream that I had. Maybe I should eat before I
     go to bed and then I won't have these wacky dreams.**
***** Chapter 1 *****
I spend most of my time in the shadows. I don't want to be seen. I am not
worthy of the sunlight. He tells me that often as I mull about the apartment. I
don't know how old I am or even what my name is anymore. It had all faded all
those years ago when he stole me from my parents. As I got older, he stopped
touching me as much and I was expected to cook for him, clean and stay out of
his way. The only time that he touched me now was when he was completely
wasted. He'd find me where ever I was hiding, which most of the time I was in a
closet in the hall, he'd drag me out by my hair, pick me up and throw me down
on the bed. He would then proceed to rape me and when he was done, he'd hold me
close to him and I would just wait for him to fall back to sleep to go back to
my closet.
The last month things had been different though. He barely spoke to me or
touched me for that matter. He never complained about the food that I cooked
and he wasn't drinking. From the bits and pieces that I picked up, I realized
that he was planning another kidnapping. I was actually scared. Was he looking
for another me? Did he want to replace me? And if he replaced me, what would he
do with me? Throw me out? Or worse kill me? It scared me even more then he did
on a normal basis.
Then there came a night where he didn't come home. I sat at the table with the
cold food all night, never moving and just waiting for him. The next day around
mid morning, he walked through the door and he saw me sitting at the dining
room table with the food. "Fuck," he muttered under his breath and walked into
the room. "I'm sorry, I should of told you that I wasn't coming home." This was
even more out of the ordinary for me because he had never apologized to me in
the entire time that I had been here with him. "I am going to clear this up.
You go take a shower and change. We have somewhere to go."
I did what I was told but I was a bit apprehensive about it because this was
all unusual behavior from him. I showered and changed. Then I walked out into
the living room. Watching him, I realized that he had packed a couple of bags.
One was for him and one was for me. He looked at me briefly, then grabbed the
bags and I followed him out of the apartment. It wasn't like him to take me
out. It had probably only happened three times since I had been with him and
this was the third time. He drove down streets that I had never seen before,
not that I knew where were because I didn't even know where I was from.
I was nervous and filled with more fear then had been in a long time. Was he
just going to drop me somewhere? Leave me alone. Leave me to fend for myself.
Leave me to die. He suddenly turned a left down a long windy driveway and
pulled up in front a giant house. Looking out the window, my eyes tried to take
it all in but it was simply impossible to do. He got out of the car, grabbing
our bags and I followed suit. My eyes were still on the house and I fell going
up the stairs but as I got up my eyes still were on the enormous house. I was
numb to anything that could physically hurt me anymore and falling was one of
those things because it happened more then I could count.
Walking through the front door, my eyes fell onto the chandelier in the foyer
and then traveled all over. I had only ever caught glimpses of these kinds of
houses on television. Because I wasn't looking where I was going, I walked
right into him. You have to realize by now that I don't know his name. He never
told me and he never called himself anything. I found that in my thoughts I
often called him Destroya because it felt accurate and because he had destroyed
me all these years and made me into the wretch that I am.
He still hadn't said anything to me and I watched him go up this long flight of
stairs. I followed a bit further behind and when I got to the top of stairs, I
heard him talking to someone else. There was another man's voice. I walked to
just outside the door and I listened. "How do you think you are going to pull
this off? Someone is bound to come looking for me." The other man said to him.
I heard a slapping noise, knowing it too familiar and meaning he had slapped
him across the face. "Do not concern yourself with that, don't concern yourself
with anything. You will know all in due time." He said and I moved to the other
side of the outside of the door, right before he came out and exited back down
the stairs. He had other things to worry about and at the moment, I was
furthest from his mind.
As quiet as I could I slipped into the room, I saw the man tied down on the bed
and I was intrigued. This was the first man I had been around beside Destroya
himself and I wanted to know more. I walked closer and he must've saw me. "Who
are you?" He asked me, as I walked up next to him and I looked down upon him.
He looked nothing like Destroya and I realized this man was the definition of
handsome. "Did he bring you here?" He asked me another question. I nodded my
reply. "What is your name?"
"No name," I said softly and he probably could just make it out.
"You have no name?" I shook my head no. He was really looking at me and it made
me uncomfortable. "How old are you?"
"Dun know," I said in reply then hesitantly reached out, touched his cheek and
pulled back quickly.
"Are you his daughter?"
"No, destroya, took me," I told him while I touched his hair.
"He kidnapped you, how long ago?"
"Long time," I said still poking him and touching him.
"Will you untie me?"
"No," I said shaking my head fast, "destroya hurt me." That was when I heard
him coming down the hall, I turned, running to the closet, opened the door and
went in.
"That fucking girl will be the death of me," he said coming back into the room
and looking around.
"Did you lose something?"
He shot him a look, "mind your business, no one asked you." He said turning and
stomping back out of the room.
I opened the closet door slowly and crept back over to the bed, looking down at
the man again. "Name?" I questioned him.
"My name is Gerard."
"Gerard, Gerard," I said running it over my tongue.
"Do you want me to give you a name?"
I forced a slight smile on my face, "yes, please," I said to him.
"Do you like flowers?" He asked me.
"Yes," I told him.
"I am going to call you Petunia then. Pretty Petunia."
"Pretty?" I questioned him.
"You are very pretty Petunia," he said. I felt my cheeks burn and I reached up
and touched them which caused him to chuckle a bit. I looked over at him and
raised my fingers up touching his lips. "Have you been around anyone but him?"
"No, destroya only man."
"Destroya?" He questioned her realizing she had used it more then once.
"Destroy me," she said looking down at herself.
Gerard nodded in understanding. "He stole your life and your innocence."
I nodded looking up at him. "Rape me," I said.
He closed his eyes. "I'm sorry, Petunia, one day, I will get you out of this."
"Die," I said pointing at myself and I turned back and went into the closet.
***** Chapter 2 *****
He ordered me to make dinner for him and Gerard. Then made me go upstairs, sit
him up and feed him. I did this three times a day. Plus, I was directed to take
him to the bathroom, to help him go and I had to assist with his showers. It
got to the point that I actually felt comfortable with Gerard and I liked when
he talked to me. He made me feel warm and fuzzy and I had never felt that way
before in my life about anything or anyone, that I could remember. He was also
teaching me things, like new words and how to make proper sentences.
"Go ahead try it," he said said laughing softly.
"How much wood, could a woodchuck chuck, if a wood chuck could chuck wood."
He laughed, "see you got it, no need to feel ashamed of your self. Petunia, you
are not stupid at all."
I blushed again at what he said. I only knew what blushing was because he
taught that to me too. That was when destroya walked into the room. "Well,
well, what do we have here?" He said making me hang my head and run towards the
closet. I opened the door and went in. "You can try to win her over all you
want, she won't set you free."
Gerard looked at him. "If that was what I was trying to do, don't you think I
would have tried by now? Someone has to be nice to her. She is a sweet innocent
little
girl."
"Enough! You just remember that girl belongs to me."
"People don't belong to people," Gerard shot back at him.
He stomped over to the bed and backhanded him across the face. "You will learn
not to talk back to me."
He licked his lip tasting the blood there, "what do you even want with me? I
can give you money, anything you want. Yet you leave me, tied here on a bed."
"Oh, I already have your money, Gerard, and soon this will all be mine," he
said laughing, turning and walking out of the room.
I snuck out of the closet after a bit of destroya leaving and went to the
bathroom. I got a facecloth, wet it with cold water and rung it out. Then made
my way over to Gerard, I wiped his lip and held it there.
"Thanks," he said a bit muffled.
"I got used to being hit," I said, "I had to take care of myself for so long,"
I said looking off into space.
"Listen," Gerard said drawing the attention back to him. "You are not alone
anymore. You and I are going to get out of this. I promise you."
"What if we don't?" I asked. "I mean, I always thought that if he didn't need
me around that he would just kill me. He doesn't care about me or you, we're
just, I don't know what the word I am looking for is."
"Collateral damage," Gerard said.
"What does that mean," I asked as I moved the facecloth to another part and put
it back on his lip.
"It means that, when we he doesn't need us anymore he would basically through
us away without a second thought, even if it means he would kill us."
"Then I think, those might be the right words."
"Listen to me, Petunia, I need you to do me a favor next time he goes out. The
next time he leaves, I want you to do something for me, okay?"
"Okay, Gerard," I said and took the facecloth to rinse it out.
*****
That night he came looking for me. He pulled open the door to my closet, yanked
me out by the hair and dragged me out of the room. Gerard was yelling at him,
protesting even but destroya ignored him and kept on doing what he was doing. I
was in another bedroom and he threw me down on the bed. "So, you like that
pretty boy, huh?" He was so drunk, that the smell coming from his breath was
intoxicating. He ripped my clothes, then held my hands over my head and pushed
himself inside of me. I didn't try to push him off or fight him. He still
smacked me across the face as if I was and when he came he pulled out, cumming
all over me. I crawled my way to the shower, took my clothes off and washed
myself off. Then put some clean clothes on and walked back into the bedroom
that Gerard was in.
"Are you okay?" He asked me the worry apparent in his voice.
"Yeah, nothing I am not use to," I said walking over to the closet, opening it
and closing it behind me. I sat down on the floor and curled into the fetal
position, rocking myself to sleep.
***** Chapter 3 *****
"Petunia," Gerard was calling for me. "Petunia."
I stood up, opened the door and walked out. "Yes?" As I waited for my eyes to
adjust to the light.
"Listen, he went out."
"Are you hungry, I'll go make breakfast."
"No, that's not it. It's time for you to do that favor for me."
"What do you want me to do?"
"Untie me."
"No, Petunia, won't do that," I said shaking my head fast.
"I promise that when I am done, you can tie me up again, okay?"
I wrapped my arms around myself and rocked back and forth. "I can't." I
whispered.
"Petunia, do you trust me," my eyes averted to Gerard and I nodded my head
silently. "Then please come and untie me." I did as he told me and he got up
from the bed and went down the hall to his office. I followed him, watching
everything that he did and he went through some papers. Then scribbled one,
crossing stuff out and rewriting things. Picking up the phone, I watched him
dial a number and I started to feel paranoid. Walking from the room and
listening to for destroya, afraid of the beating that I would get if he did
find me. "Yes, he'll be back soon. He might be back before you get here,"
Gerard told the person on the other line. "Listen, there is a girl here with
him. I changed my will, if anything happens to me, everything and I mean
everything goes to her. Do you understand? No. No. I'm serious. I know what I
am doing. I love her. You heard me, I am in love with her. I know it has only
been a week, but fuck, you just know when they are the one." I walked into the
doorway and looked at him. "I got to go. Tell Mikey, that I love him, if I
don't make it out of this. Good bye." He said hanging up the phone, his eyes on
me and he stood up walking towards me.
"Do you love me?" I said to him as my eyes finding something in his eyes that I
never saw in destroya's and I could only guess that it must be love.
"With all my heart," he said putting his hands on both of my cheeks. He brought
his lips to mine and kissed me softly but I didn't respond. "Don't be afraid,"
he said. "I am going to get you out of this." He said and he grabbed my hand,
he led me down the hall to the bedroom that we have been in and he laid me down
on the bed. "I am going to show you what it feels like to love someone."
He climbed over me and he kissed my lips softly, this time I responded back and
he taught me as we went a long. Gerard's tongue explored my mouth and he pushed
my shirt up, caressing my breasts and nipples softly. I had never been kissed
or touched this way. It was a whole new experience for me. His mouth traveled
down to my neck and he helped me take my shirt off then continued his trail of
soft kisses down my body. He pushed my pants down at the waist and kissed down
as he pushed my pants further down. His mouth found my pussy and he buried his
tongue inside of me. He was making me moan like I never had before and when he
pulled his tongue out, he looked up at me. He pushed his hard cock inside me
and began to fuck me. He kissed me deeply while he played with my nipples.
"You're so beautiful, Petunia," he said as he moved in and out of me, "I want
you to cum for me."
I was moaning so loudly and breathless. It never felt this good with destroya.
I never felt anything like this with him. My body was reacting differently to
Gerard's and that was when I felt it, I felt what it was like to have an orgasm
for the first time. I yelled out, he did too and I realized that he was cumming
inside of me as his lips attacked mine once again.
"Well, how fucking cute is this," we heard from the doorway and I scurried off
of the bed, pulling my clothes on as I did. "What a fucking whore."
Gerard climbed off the bed. "She is not a whore. Do not talk to her like."
"You think just because you are untied that you are all big and bad," he
laughed almost evilly and Gerard stood in front of me protecting me as he
pulled his pants on."You too were made for each other, it is too bad you won't
be around much longer. I don't need either one of you." That was when we all
stopped. We all heard the banging on the door. Destroya pulled out a gun and
pointed it as us. "Called in the cavalry, huh?"
"Don't shoot," I yelled going in front of Gerard. The banging on the door got
louder and I could see that he was growing more anxious by the second. That was
when he shot and when he shot, Gerard lunged himself in front of me and fell to
the floor.
He ran from the room like the bastard that he is and I fell to Gerard's side.
For the first time in so long my eyes filled with tears and I was afraid. I was
afraid I was losing the only person that I ever loved. "Gerard," I said as I
began to cry and my fingers pushed on the wound that was in his chest.
He was gasping for air but he still tried to speak. "Petunia," he breathed out
more then said, "I lllove you."
"I love you too," my bloody hand rose to his face, "don't leave me."
"Kisss me," he said gasping harder now.
Leaning down, I kissed him softly, his lips touched mine and then his body fell
limp. I rocked back and forth as the tears flowed from my eyes. Looking around,
I saw someone step into the room that was not destroya. "Who did this?" He
asked but I couldn't respond because my sobs were so fast and sudden. He left
the room and I heard the commotion at the bottom of the stairs. Carefully, I
placed Gerard's body onto the floor as if it were as delicate as a porcelain
doll. Kissing his forehead, I got up and left the room.
***** Chapter 4 *****
The tears still fell from my eyes, as I made my way down the stairs and
outside. The numbness that was taking over my body was different then what I
had felt my whole life. I didn't even realize that it was because I had found
my hope of silver lining and it was taken from me before I could even properly
grasp it. My eyes fell on the crowds of people. It was something I had never
seen before. Not that I cared there was that many, but I watched them because
they had all surrounded destroya in the middle of the field. I kept close to
the house, my back against it. As I slid from the front door down to the end
and tried to remain invisible in the bushes.
They tied destroya to a giant wooden stake that was in the ground. He was
screaming at them all the insults that he could muster up. Then it got very
quiet. "The punishment of death is death."
"You can't kill me, this is America and I have my rights," he said spitting in
the guys face.
"Clarence," the man called out and a man rushed forward with a bucket of brush
and twigs, then spread it underneath destroya. He then doused the brush and
twigs with some sort of liquid. The man that originally talked brandished a
matchbook. "No one will miss scum like you," he said striking the match.
"Nooooo!" Destroya yelled out as the flames spread quickly and he screamed out
in flames. The smell of burning flesh hit me and I had to cover my nose as not
to be consumed by it.
"Are you the girl Gerard told me about?" I looked quickly over at a man I did
not know and backed up further down the house away from him. "Wait, I just want
to talk to you."
Another guy had walked up next to her. "Was she involved in Gerard's
kidnapping?"
My eyes grew wide and I feared the same thing that had happened to destroya. I
fled away from the men, even though they called after me and were fast on my
heels. I ran for my life through the trees and at the end I reached a rocky
cliff. Turning I saw them in pursuit of me and I jumped off of the embankment.
They didn't follow me and I heard them saying they wouldn't follow. When I
reached the bottom, I ran again, over to the patch of trees to the side. I ran
and ran. I pushed branches out of the way and they would strike back hitting
me. I could feel the stinging from open cuts and scratches.
I suddenly reached an opening and I stumbled and fell to the ground. Looking
up, I saw a little cottage and I looked around but no one was anywhere to be
seen. Cautiously, I made my way over to the house. The front door was wide open
and I made my way in. The whole house was furnished. There was toys too which
made my eyes grow wide at the thought of actually touching it. On the table
there was a note, walking over I picked it up and began to read it. If I had
been paying any attention, I would of realized that before I jumped off that
cliff that I could barely speak let alone read.
It was then as I read the letter that I heard Gerard's voice in my head. "My
Dearest Petunia, I will be around to see you soon. In the meantime, all this is
for you. For everything that you missed and everything that I can give you.
Yours Eternally, Gerard." I smiled to myself and put the note back on the
table. Then I made my way over to the toys. I picked up a couple of the barbies
and walked outside with them. I sat on the stone of the sidewalk. The sun was
high in the sky, for the first time I really felt it on my skin and smiled.
For the first time in my life, I felt alive and I was finally getting my ever
after. I played with one of the barbie's hair. "I can't have all your names be
barbie," I said to her, "How about you be a flower too, you can be Daisy." I
put her down on to her feet and made her pretend to walk, "and you can be my
first girl friend." I sat there and played not realizing that the sun never
set, that I never grew tired or hungry. For the first time in all of my
existence, I was at peace, as I waited for Gerard to come and as we all know
there is only one place in life where everything is at peace. Maybe it was best
that I didn't know, that for all the wrong that had been given to me in my life
that blissful happiness was my heaven. After all, I wasn't really allowed to
live my life and honestly, if I had then where I was now wouldn't be so
perfect.
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