gerard way | your "collector"

gerard was a nerd , everyone knew that , so it wasn't out of character for him to collect things , even things that seemed to be childish or weird like action figures , comic books and even swords! you , on the other hand , tried your best to act normal , and normal means acting like a doll , which you were , but you were also sentient , however thousands of years of living as a doll had taught you one thing : if people found out what you really were , they would hurt you , some put you in glass cages and some tried to destroy you , but you always survived , sometimes to your own disappointment tonight was a cold and rainy night , despite being a doll you could still feel the cold for some reason , you still felt everything , both physically and emotionally , you were hiding somewhere in an alleyway , when you heard footsteps you froze , not wanting to reveal your identity as a living doll "Whoa..." you heard a breathless awe struck voice , before you could register what was happening a hand picked you up and started examining you "hey there...whoa , look at you , you're so pretty..." he ran a hand through your hair and then your victorian dress and your ruffles "what are you doing out here?" he asked before looking around to make sure you didn't belong to anyone , before shoving you carefully into his bag , you were his now days went on and on at gerard's , in his mother's basement surrounded by other collectibles you were bored out of your mind with nothing to do but watch gerard jerk off , he was so creepy , one time he even checked to see if you were "anatomically correct" , which , to his delight you were , what a freak tonight was one of those nights , he had a horror movie on , for some reason he used those instead of porn , but this time , he grabbed you off the shelf he undressed you , and before you could do something to save yourself he pushed his massive penis , ( well...massive to you anyway ) forcefully inside you and began using you as a fleshlight what do you do now? do you protest and risk revealing your true nature or do you bite back your moans and whimpers and hope your fragile doll body doesn't break?