Rating: NC-17.
Pairing: Frank Iero/Gerard Way of My Chemical Romance.
Disclaimer: Fiction, kiddies. It didn't happen.
They called me crazy.
When I was younger, I heard things. These voices, saying harsh things about me, or things I wasn't meant to hear. It was like people talking to me without moving their lips. It fascinated me, but scared me. It was scary because everyone could pull a smile while whispering those cruel statements and judgements. People seemed to put a deaf ear to everything that was being said about them.
No one cared.
No one cared that they were being called 'losers', then as I grew older; 'sluts'. No one cared that their best friends could be back-talking them while listening to their problems. The middle-school teachers didn't even care when the students would say mean and intolerable things to their faces after being told not to run in the hallways.
As I entered my teenage years, I heard some girls admit that they wanted me to fuck them. They'd tell me at the most random times with their still lips. I could have been explaining some dumb math equation that they asked me about, then suddenly I'd hear it. God, I wish I could get in his pants sometime.
It got worse and worse until I was brought to the edge and wondering if the world was still sane. God, he sucks, I need a new boyfriend. My very first boyfriend; college; statement was said while I was giving him head. I acted like I didn't hear it, because he acted like he didn't say it.
It wracked my brains to even think that people would say such things. Surely they could just keep it to themselves. Saying that your partner sucks while they're giving you head isn't exactly the best time for that kind of thing.
The one thing that confused me the most, though, was that it felt like they were talking about me without even realizing that I could hear them. As time went on, I finally realized that it actually was the case. They didn't know I could hear them.
I was abnormal, and I still am today.
I can still hear the whispers of the brain that no one wants anyone to know they're thinking.
They still call me crazy.
