Never Be Afraid - The Black Parade

Memory_Faded · 07-22-2007, 06:32 PM

Never Be Afraid

Rating: 15+

I don't know/own My Chemical Romance; all of the other characters in this are my own creation. This fiction contains frequent bad language, violence, sexual references and horror references.

Chapter 1 - Page 1
Chapter 2 - Page 2
Chapter 3 - Page 3
Chapter 4 - Page 3
Chapter 5 - Page 4
Chapter 6 - Page 4
Chapter 7 - Page 5
Chapter 8 - Page 6
Chapter 9 - Page 7
Chapter 10 - Page 8
Chapter 11 - Page 9
Chapter 12 - Page 9
Chapter 13 - Page 10
Chapter 14 - Page 11
Chapter 15 - Page 12
Chapter 16 - Page 13
Chapter 17 - Page 13
Chapter 18 - Page 14
Chapter 19 - Page 15
Chapter 20 - Page 15
Chapter 21 - Page 15
Chapter 22 - Page 16
Chapter 23 - Page 18
Chapter 24 - Page 19
Chapter 25 - Page 20
Chapter 26 - Page 21
Chapter 27 - Page 21
Chapter 28 - Page 22
Chapter 29 - Page 22
Chapter 30 - Page 23
Chapter 31 - Page 24
Chapter 32 - Page 24
Chapter 33 - Page 24
Chapter 34 - Page 25
Chapter 35 - Page 25
Chapter 36 - Page 26
Chapter 37 - Page 26
Chapter 38 - Page 27
Chapter 39 - Page 27
Chapter 40 - Page 28
Chapter 41 - Page 29
Chapter 42 - Page 29
Chapter 43 - Page 30
Chapter 44 - Page 31
Chapter 45 - Page 31
Chapter 46 - Page 32
Chapter 47 - Page 33
Epilogue - Page 34

Prologue

My vision was a blur as I opened my eyes slowly; wincing at the bright, stale light.
I felt the coldness of the tiled bathroom floor beneath my bare skin. I couldn't remember anything; where I was or what I was doing there.
There were splatters of blood on the tiles before me. I shivered as I moved a little, causing my drenched dark hair to fall from my shoulder, crashing into the floor.
I managed to get to my feat, avoiding the tiny shards of glass that glistened in the light.
The smell of the room made me shudder; it smelt rusty and toxic.
My body was weak and frail, collapsing to the ground.
Silence filled the air; I let out a small cry at the searing pain flowing through my body.
I shut my eyes and began to remember.
I couldn't hear his voice and I couldn't see him; my plan had failed. It was then I regretted remembering.
My body rolled over at the emotional pain the thought caused me.
I was lying on the shards, which now dug into my back, piercing my skin.
I pictured his face in my mind as much as I possibly could, I was almost certain that it would be my last thought.

Ditte · 07-22-2007, 07:31 PM

Sounds great..
More soon?! :D

xOHxsoxEMOx · 07-22-2007, 07:38 PM

oooh.
very mysterious.
i love it!

Alexxis · 07-22-2007, 08:29 PM

^agreed
but i think we need to know who he is...
good start.

Memory_Faded · 07-23-2007, 03:59 AM

Thanks ^^

Chapter 1
One year earlier

It had been five years since my parents had divorced, ever since then my life had been out of place.
I lived with my mother, whose lifestyle of choice was nothing cheap; which of course was paid for with my fathers child support. I hated it.
I had no-one, the only person who made my life even a little bit worth living past away from cancer one and a half years ago.
I stopped everything I had done that would make me normal; socially, physically and mentally.
Ever since then, my mind had become open to things unnatural; beyond normal. I couldn't control it.

On my best friends birthday I went to the cemetery to visit her grave.
It was a horrible day; a day that is so morbid it's a dangerous act to walk outside.
The weather was bleak and the silence in the cemetery seemed to follow me; with one exception...

I could feel the coldness brush past me, as I looked up I saw a strange but familiar silhouette. I stared in disbelief, in fear.
"I miss you, Kiera" she whispered in my ear, I closed my eyes before the tears could escape.
As I opened them, she was gone "I miss you too" I whispered, laying the pink lilies I held onto her grave.

After that happened, I began to question my sanity; was I hallucinating because of the loss?
After I left the cemetery, I tripped over on the way home; causing a deep cut in the palm of my left hand.
My mother insisted on taking me to the hospital, that was when it became clear.
As soon as I walked through the doors, I was smothered. Strange silhouettes wondered around aimlessly, there was about thirty of them crammed into the small emergency waiting room; some staring straight at me, others barely noticing.
It had been happening ever since.

"I can't stand it anymore, Kiera" my mother shouted, clearly in the mood to argue, "Can't you just act normal?"
"I don't need your fucking advice" I yelled, trying to stop the tears, "You think I like my life? The way I have no friends, the way I'm so disconnected to everything?"
"Don't you dare swear at me!" she yelled, her hand slapping the side of my cheek; it could have been a lot worse.
I trembled as I held my face "You don't understand anything" I muttered.
"Leave then!" she shouted, pointing towards the door.

I finally had enough of her abuse. So I packed my things and was out of the house within a day.
I called my dad; who I barely even spoke to, who I never saw.
He tried to get answers out of me, but failed. I was now on a plane to my new home; New Jersey.
It didn't even cross my mind that this was the beginning of the worst year of my life; something beyond a nightmare.

Next chapter....I promise, they will be there
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