I'll Keep You Safe Tonight

“Gerard I don’t know about this…” I say nervously looking around the club and holding on to my drink tightly.
“Frankie it’ll be fine!” Gerard says, he’s already slightly drunk and we’ve been here for about an hour.
Gerard hugs me to him and takes me around the club introducing me to people he knows, getting steadily more drunk as time goes on. I’m not saying I’m not enjoying myself it’s actually really fun here and the atmosphere is interesting. I mean I don’t know that many clubs where the girls are dressed as guys and guys are dressed like girls. As soon as we got to the club we lost Mikey and Ray almost immediately to I have no idea, they’re probably in a back room somewhere making out.
I sigh and set my drink down on a nearby table, I wasn’t drinking it anyway and start to follow Gerard around again as he sees another group of people he knows. At this point we’ve been here about five hours and I’m starting to get a little uncomfortable. Gerard is completely shit-faced and he’s probably not going to remember this in the morning, and I can feel peoples eyes on me. I know that sounds weird but I don’t know it just feels like people are staring at me…and not in a good way.
I clutch Gerard’s arm as the feeling starts to get strongier.
“Gerard can we leave?” I ask a bit frantic I don’t like this.
“Frankie come onnnn!” Gerard slurs, “Live a little, have some fun.” he hands me another drink.
“Gerard please I just really want to leave, I’ll even drive home okay?”
“I’m not ready yet Frank!” Gerard says yanking his arm out of mine, “Stop being a party pooper.” then he walks off and I lose him as he walks onto the dance floor.
I look around desperately trying to find Gerard as I push people out of the way, the room has suddenly become way to crowded. I feel like I can’t breathe, I need to get some air. I make my way to the door of the club practically running and take a deep breath once I get outside. I lean against the side of the building trying to catch my breath when I someone walk up next to me.
“Hey pretty boy.” says the voice and I look up a bit scared, “How much?”
“What?!” I ask offended and confused.
“No boy goes out in public wearing something this slutty,” he grabs my ass and locks me against him, “Unless they want sex. You’re just asking for it.”
“Let me go!” I shout and try to break free of the man’s hold but I can’t.
“Shhh pretty boy, we’re going to have some fun.” he says and covers my mouth dragging back into the club, “Now act normal or this will be a whole lot worse for you.” he whispers menacingly into my ear and uncovers my mouth as we walk to were the backrooms are.
I start to shake a little bit as tears start to stream down my face and the man pushes me into the room and onto the bed.
“Stay there bitch.” he growls and quickly starts to undress while I continue to try and fight him but suddenly he slaps me very hard across the face and I’m stunned for a moment, which is long enough for him to get the rest of my clothes off.
I see him take out some lube and now I’m really sobbing I’m still a fucking virgin my first time was going to be my mate and now…oh my god. I feel him start to open me up and then after about a minute he lubes up and I feel him start to line up. I sob harder and start to panic, no this can’t be happening.
Suddenly the door is opened and the man is pulled off of me. I sit up quickly and cover myself and watch the scene unfold in front of me. Three drag queens are beating up the man like full on kicking him and everything. The man is finally able to get up and run out of the room and that’s when the three walk over to me.
“Are you okay?” One asks handing me some normal clothes since the ones I came in were ripped and I just nod, still crying.
“Get dressed,” another said, “We’ll watch the door and make sure no one comes in.”
I get dressed quickly wincing at the bruises the man left and how I’m still uncomfortable between my legs. Once I’m done they turn around.
“Thank you.” I whisper quietly still sniffling a bit.
“You’re welcome.” they all say giving me a hug.
“How did you know?” I ask.
“We saw him dragging you into the back and you were crying so we figured something was definitely wrong. Also we saw you hanging out with that other guy earlier and you seemed pretty friendly, so we figured you weren't going and cheating on him."
“He’s my mate.” I say, “Do you know where he is?”
“Yeah we’ll take you to him and his friends.” one says smiling.
I get to know their names on the short walk over to Gerard and Mikey and Ray and they’re all actually pretty awesome.
“Thanks again.” I say right before we reach the guys, “Really.”
“No problem sugar. Take care of yourself and keep your mate sober, he’s no good drunk.”
“Okay.” I nod and give them hugs before running over to Gerard and them. Gerard seems pretty sober now.
“Frank!” he yells and hugs me tightly to him, “I’m so sorry, I’m so fucking sorry, oh my god.” he hugs me to him tighter, “I should have left when you wanted to leave and just-”
I cut him off, “It’s fine Gerard, I’m okay now.”
“I know but that guy he could’ve fucking raped you if those people hadn’t saved you…I’m a horrible mate.”
“No you’re not, you were drunk, you didn’t know.”
“I shouldn’t have gotten drunk though and just I’m so sorry.”
“I know Gee I know.” I say sadly and then look to Mikey and Ray, “You sober enough to drive home.” they both nod kind of solemnly, “Okay. Let’s go home.”

Notes

Inspired by a tumblr post I saw about real drag queens saving a guy from being raped