[ Gerard just stared at Marianne, head cocked to the side, like an inquisitive cat. ]
" But I'm right here, Marianne? "
[ But their voice was shaky, unconfident, scared under layers of insanity beat into them. ]
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she would cry out , trying to feel around for anything โ a key, a turn lock โ anything .. she wanted to get him out , keep them safe ..
โ please .. please come back to me , songbird .. oh, my songbird ..โ
" They'll always catch me, Marianne. "
[ Gerard smiled almost dreamily, reaching up to touch the other's hand. ]
" The walls tell them all, they're watching me. I have to be good for them, Dearest. "
[ She shuffled in her spot, wincing in pain. ]
[ there was a sloppily -
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the bars , quietly crying to herself , her hand still clinging to her chest .
โ we have to go .. somehow , some way โ we have to go .. or โ or at least get you out of here .. โ
- medication just like they asked, I did everything they asked and they were oh so kind to me. "
[ She was crying, shaking. Words and actions both stark contradictions to each other. ]
[ Gerard had been driven insane. ]
" They took me 'cross the world, Dearest, "
[ Gerard hummed, pressing into Marianne's touch wherever possible. ]
[ They took her hand in their own and placed it over their heart. ]
[ It wasn't beating. ]
" We had /so/ much fun. I was so well behaved, i took my -
[ Gerard would drag themself across the floor, still humming gently. ]
[ He weaved an arm through the cell bars to tug at Marianne's dress, gentle, despite the stench of blood and eerie humming. ]
" Oh, Mari, Dearest, " [ they mused, petting at the fabric of her dress -
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her chewed up hands would trace along the bars , feeling the soft vibrations from gerardโs humming .
โ this canโt be .. youโre gone โ it canโt be a clone , no .. it canโt be you .. โ
- the wall. They were covered in blood, whether their own or someone else's, not even they were sure. ]
[ The laughter turned to humming, sickly sweet yet terribly unsettling. ]
[ another round of laughter, loud and crazed, almost like crying. ]
" Oh, my beloved Marianne... "
[ Her voice echoed, swirled through the halls, slightly strained and distorted sounding. ]
[ They were slumped against the far corner of their cell, head leant against -
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a rather .. familiar voice would interrupt her own cries of heartbreak .
โ gerard ? .. โ
she would call out towards the cell hall , voice echoing from the stone walls .
โ songbird ?.. โ
- after all he's seen these past few months. ]
[ Nothing's right with her anymore. ]
"Ohhh, oh Marianne..." [ They called, giggling with the tone of a broken mind once more. ]
[ Gerard was sat in her cell, rocking back and forth ... back and then forth. ]
[ The giggles they let out were haunting, concerning, bouncing off the walls of the prison and through the halls. ]
[ He sounded insane. Maybe he was insane. He definitely seemed it, especially -