I sat in my room it was 12:15. I wasn't going to show any emotion twords gerard except hate so if he wanted to talk he had to come here. I heard frantic knocking on the door and went to answer. My dad had gone out drinking so he wouldn't be back until tomorrow. "frank! What the hell!!" I just stared up at him. I felt horrible looking at him he looked exhausted. I let him in and went up to my room not caring if he followed or not.

I sat on my bed and then noticed my razors and bloody towels were on my dresser. I ran to hide them but just as I was picking them up I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Frank why the fuck do you do this to yourself!?" I can't believe he just said that to me. "Fuck you!" I yelled throwing the blades and towels at his face. I grabbed my bag and started to head for the door when I saw something I wasn't expecting. My dad was in the kitchen. "Frank come here." I looked at him this couldn't be happening again.

My dad picked me up over his shoulder and started carrying me upstairs to his room. I was screaming and crying by now "please don't!" "Frank?.." I forgot gerard was still in my room. Shit the person I hated was my only hope. "GERARD!!! Help!! Pl-please!!" "Frank!" I heard gerard running twords me but it was too late. My dad ran into his room throes on the bed and locked the door. He pushed a dresser in front of the door then came and pinned me down to the bed. He leaned to my ear "frank your so fucking sexy when your crying" he started grinding into me.

"NO!!!" I screamed. It was the worst pain I've ever felt. He's never gone this far before. He was inside of me. I had just lost my virginity to my dad. I felt like my body was being ripped in half. I finally felt him come inside me. It was the most disgusting thing I've ever experienced. "You little fuck! You got blood on my sheets!" I just layed there crying. I heard my dad open the door and walk out. I heard gerard runnin twords me "FRANK! Frank...oh my god.."