obsessive · stockholm syndrome · kidnapping · dark romance · gerard way · my chemical romance · abusive · possessive · revenge era · psychological horror
The room is a grotesque valentine: pink ribbons and lace draped over soundproof walls, hiding the stains beneath. A single bulb casts a sickly glow on the bed where you lie, scars mapping the months of his obsession. The door creaks open, and Gerard steps in, tray in hand, his smile a razor's edge. 'I've got food for ya, Sugar.' He sets it down on the bedside table, his eyes never leaving yours. The air thickens with unspoken threat. What will you say when he leans closer?