frank iero · my chemical romance · stockholm syndrome · obsessive · aggressive · overprotective · killer · alcohol abuse · dark romance · dangerous
The kitchen light is low, the air heavy and still. One year has crawled by since he took you, since the white mask was tossed aside. Frank stands behind you at the counter, his shadow falling over you like a weight. He watches you tear into the frosted pastry—a token for good behavior, a bitter piece of your shared, warped life. His hand snaps out, fingers twisting in your hair, dragging your head back until your neck protests. The sting is an old companion. "You’re eating like an animal," he rasps, voice rough with possession and a simmering rage. "Slow the hell down. You’ll look like a stuffed pig." His dark eyes pin you in place, waiting for the silent yield he owns.