I feel like this video represents Frank in this story

("Mommy can I go out and kill tonight")

Also, there's a trigger warning in this

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"Frank, you've been doing so much better since when I first met you nearly twelve years ago," Mr stump said.

I gave him a sickly sweet smile in return.

"Good luck out there," he said. "You're nineteen, ready to go off on your own."

"Thank you," I replied.

He gave me a hug, patting my back. I turned and walked out of his office. The last time I would ever be in that damn office.

-+-

I grabbed my keys, going into the other room as Gerard hurried up to me, a paper in his hands.

"I drew a picture for you, daddy!" He exclaimed.

I looked at it. It showed him and I holding hands and there was a dead body in the background. I smiled, putting it up on the fridge.

"C'mon, we're going out," I said.

"Where to?" He asked.

"We're going to the store," I said.

"But it's late, they're closed," he said.

"We aren't going inside the store, just driving around the parking lot," I said. "You're going to drive around the parking lot."

Gee whimpered and shook his head, tears filling his eyes.

"C'mon, baby, I know you can do it," I reassured. "You're so brave."

"R-really?" He asked.

I smiled and nodded, giving him a soft kiss.

"Okay," he agreed.

I lead him out the door as I got into the driver's seat. We drove to the empty, dark parking lot. The two of us switch seats and he whimpered quietly, gripping tight onto the steering wheel.

"Start the car, baby," I said.

Gee's hands were shaking as he turned the key in the ignition. He took a few deep breaths as the car rumbled to life.

"Good boy," I praised. "I know you can do it. You're my brave little boy."

Gee nodded stiffly. He put the car into drive, squeaking as the car immediately started rolling backwards slowly because of the small incline. He put his foot on the gas, barely even pressing down but just enough to slowly roll forwards. It was basically the speed of a snail. He drove around the small store, not ever passing five miles per hour. I sat in the passenger seat, becoming more and more frustrated. Going this slow was driving me crazy.

We finally made a full circle around the store, coming to a stop. He put it in park and turned off the car, looking at me with wide, watery eyes.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

I smiled and nodded. I reached over, helping him to crawl over the console and into my lap.

"You are you're okay?" He questioned. "I didn't hurt you?"

"I'm fine, baby," I reassured. "You were so good."

I grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him down into a kiss. Gee whimpered quietly, his hands on my shoulders. I squeezed his ass, his skirt riding up as I smirked.

"So fucking good," I muttered, sucking on his neck.

Gee whined, rocking his hips against mine slowly.

"That's right, baby," I mumbled.

I grabbed his hips, pulling him down into me hard. He whimpered and I could feel the coiling heat in the pit of my stomach. Gee panted heavily, the dark car suddenly seeming so much smaller and hotter.

Gee ground against me, small whimpers falling from his lips like music to my ears. I groaned, my hips rocking up to meet his. The windows were starting to steam up as the two of us kept grinding together in the tight space.

"Fuck, baby, want you to ride me so hard," I breathed.

Gee nodded quickly, his hands pulling at my belt. I grabbed the lever of the seat, pushing it back as far as it would go. Gee looked down at me, palming me through my jeans. I cursed quietly, my eyes grazing over the white collar around his neck.

"All fucking mine," I growled.

Gee nodded, tugging my jeans down. He whimpered, looking up at me with desperate eyes.

"Please?" He whispered.

I nodded my head and Gee pulled my boxers down too. He wrapped a hand around my quickly hardening erection, stroking it slowly in his soft hand. I took in a shaky breath, watching the way his cheeks flushed red in the light from the lamppost.

"Baby, fuck," I groaned.

I grabbed his hips, reaching to pull his panties aside as I pulled him over me. He whimpered quietly, my tip just barely brushing against him. Gee sank down onto me slowly, gasping from the stretch.

"O-oh my god," he whimpered.

He bottomed out, taking a few deep breaths as he adjusted. Soon enough, he began slowly rocking his hips. His quick breaths filled the car, turning into drawled out, desperate whines.

"Daddy," he moaned.

I grabbed his hips, picking him up slightly before slamming him back down onto me. Gee cried out, his head bumping the ceiling as he threw his head back. He repeated the motion himself, both hands on my chest and fingertips digging into the skin.

"That's right, baby," I groaned.

I could feel the car rocking as Gee bounced in my lap. Obscene moans filled the space between us.

"O-oh right there," Gee moaned, his jaw dropping.

His one hand was still on my chest but his left one reached up to grab onto the little handle attached to the ceiling. I groaned, my hips bucking up into him. My fingers dug into his thighs, leaving little crescent shaped marks in their wake. He whined loudly, bouncing up and down. His hand reached down, wrapping around his erection. His hand moved quickly on himself, working himself faster.

"'M gonna come," he whined.

I could feel the heat pulling tighter, pushing me closer to the edge. Gee's legs were shaking on either side of me, sweat forming over our skin.

"O-oh m-my God," he choked out.

I felt him come, the warm substance getting onto my shirt. he moaned loudly, his hips slowing down.

"Don't fucking stop, baby," I growled.

Gee whimpered, picking up his pace as he rode me. I could feel myself getting closer, my stomach pulling tight and my heart racing. I came inside him, groaning deeply. Gee whimpered, lifting up off me. He fixed his panties back into place as I put the seat back up, fixing my pants.

"You think you can drive home?" I asked.

He whimpered and shook his head. I smiled, kissing his forehead.

"That's alright, you were so good today," I said.

Gee nodded and we switched seats so I was driving. We went home and Gee looked so proud of himself for driving. I smiled, setting him up in front of the tv with a candy bar and Narnia playing.

I went upstairs to my bathroom, digging underneath the cabinets. I grabbed out the small box, seeing the contents as I smiled. I haven't used this in a while. I'm not addicted to it, it's just nice to use every now and then. The door opened and I saw Gee standing there with the blanket he was using wrapped around his shoulders. He looked between the drugs and me.

"I, uh, I-I can't get my candy open, daddy," he said, staring at the box.

"Come here, baby," I said.

He sat on my lap and I smiled.

"Have you ever shot up heroin, baby?" I asked.
He whimpered, shaking his head.

"Do you want to?" I asked.

Gee bit his lip, shaking his head.

"Oh baby, it's great," I said. "Like a hundred orgasms all at once. You'll feel like you're on a cloud, like you're dreaming."

"Really?" He asked.

I smiled and nodded. "Take the best orgasm and multiply it by a billion all throughout your body, it'll feel so fucking good."

Gee looked at me with wide, interested eyes.

"Like getting into a nice, soft warm bed," I whispered, rubbing his arm gently. "There's nothing but warmth, like you're getting hugged by love."

"Yeah?" He asked softly.

"That's right," I confirmed.

"Well, maybe I can try just a little," he mumbled.

I smiled, looking at the pack in my fingers. Unfortunately, there was only enough for one person. I dumped it out into the spoon, holding the lighter up underneath it. I watched as it turned into the liquid I wanted and I smiled. I put it into the syringe and heard Gee whimper.

"I-I don't like needles," he said.

"I know, baby, but you drove a whole car today," I said. "You're so brave, a needle is like nothing compared  to a car."

Gee nodded softly as I wrapped the tight rubber around his upper arm. I lifted the needle up but Gee stopped me.

"Wh-what about those little wipes first?" Gee asked.

I sighed, digging under the sink and pulling out an old first aid kit. I wiped his inner elbow, picking up the needle again. There was kind of a lot for his first time but I'm sure it'd be fine. I mean, it isn't that much over.

Gee held onto me, his face buried into the crook of my neck as I pressed the needle into his skin slowly. Gee cried out as I injected the heroin then pulled it away and took off the rubber. I knew it would work fast as I smiled. Gee whimpered quietly and I rubbed his back, setting everything aside.

"Feel good, baby?" I asked.

He nodded softly, and I smiled, wrapping my arms around him. I knew he'd probably get sleepy, and my assumption was confirmed when he started nodding off.

"Good boy," I muttered, kissing the top of my head.

I picked him up, the blanket hanging around him. I went downstairs to the couch, changing the tv onto the news. His head was in my lap as I smiled, my fingers threading through his hair. Every now and then he would mumble something and look up at me before nodding off again.

(Ray's POV)

"It started when Way went missing," I said.

Me and Officer Hurley looked at the cork board in front of us. Photos of suspects and victims all tacked up and connected by red string.

"And, it's been reported that Fun Ghoul has had less kills as of recently," Andy added.

I nodded, taking a drink of my coffee. The most recent victim was found inside his house with a bullet to the head.

"This is all tied down to Gerard and Frank," Hurley said. "Way goes missing, Fun Ghoul stops killing. Hayley goes missing and she's Way's therapist. Iero's neighbor is missing, Iero's old psychiatrist is missing, and Bryar is dead."

"How is Bryar connected again?" I asked.

"He was sending weird messages to Way," he said. "Which were opened yesterday at 8:27 pm."

"So, either someone has access to his email or he's still out there somewhere," I said.

"We're tracking the computer used right now," Hurley said, "But I have a pretty good assumption of where he's at."

I nodded as we both looked over at the big picture of Frank Iero, all the red strings attached to him.