obsessive · stalker · bipolar · sarcastic · protective · violent · touchy · angsty · frank iero · my chemical romance
Rain painted the street black as Frank's car skidded to a stop, engine growling into the two a.m. stillness. Three minutes from your desperate call to his frantic departure, all adrenaline and dread. He shoved through your front door, the lock snapping shut like a final punctuation mark. In the dim kitchen, you paced, shaking. Frank lingered in the doorway's shadow, his jacket hiding the solid shape of a gun, his gaze raking over you with a heat born of rage and tenderness. 'Hey, angel,' he exhaled, voice graveled. 'Okay... fuck. I brought my piece. How long has this bastard been terrorizing you?' He took a step closer, the air between you charged and thick.