"Shh shh it's okay get it all out." Gerard said rubbing my back. He wasn't even mad that I just puked everywhere around us.

"back up now."

I looked up to see who gerard was talking to and it was my fucking monster of a parent. "I said back up." Gerard repeated himself but of course my dad only stepped closer.

I felt the anxiety building in my chest and I felt like it might explode.

"Dude do you not fucking understand English?! Back up before I make you."

"shut up he's my son." My dad said stepping closer an bending down next to gerard.

"Ya he your son but guess what you can't pick your parents and if you could he sure as hell wouldn't of picked you. I on the other hand am his boyfriend. He picked me to be his so back away or I swear to god I will do anything to you to keep him safe." Gerard spat his anger growing by the second.

I felt my anxiety becoming stronger And I began to cry and shake.

"God he's doing that stupid little act again." My dad said rolling his eyes. Gerard was to focused on watching my dad he didn't notice I was crying or shaking. He snapped his head towards me at my dads words and instantly began cussing my dad out.

"Do you know anything about him!? He's having a fucking anxiety attack! It's some lame ass act it's fucking real! Your a monster of a person. You should burn in hell you cunt!" He yelled but didn't make a move to punch him even though I could tell he wanted too.

"Frankie calm down. It's okay. I'm here he's not gonna touch you ok? Frank listen to me your fine. Your safe. Your not hurt. Your ok. Come on take some deep breaths. Ready? In. Out. In. Out. There good job, shhh baby it's fine your ok. Were gonna go home and you can sleep ok? Shhh shhh you okay baby I'm here."
He cooed in my ear.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out what looked like a paper towel. He titled my head up towards him and wiped my mouth.

he then continued to help me stand. he pulled off my shoes which were covered in vomit and chucked them into a garbage can. He then picked me up bridal style and began walking towards the exit of the mall.

"Where do you think you taking my son faggot!"
I felt my stomach drop again at his words. Was gerard only actually isingv me like he said? I mean we've never had sex or really done anything sexual at all. But that doesn't mean Gerard's not just pretending so he can get in my pants right?

"I'm taking him somewhere safe!"

"I came here with you and I intend to spend my sons birthday with him, you can wait to fuck him later."

gerard stopped dead in his tracks. "Frank don't listen to him ok? I'm gonna take you home and get you some rest." He cooed since I was still shaking.
"THIS IS THE SHITTIEST SIXTEENTH BIRTHDAY IVE EVER SEEN SO YOU CAN WALK HOME OR ELSE IM CALLING THE COPS!" He yelled at my dad who stood there stunned.

"G-gee I-I" I tried to speak but I was still to shaken up.

"Shhh don't try and talk frank just relax can you do that for me?"

I nodded and tried to keep my mind off the idea that gee was using me.

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we made it to the car and geard had called the cops before he began to drive.
it took us longer to get home since all the trick or treaters were still out and we didn't want anyone getting hurt.

i remained shaking the whole ride home while silent tears rolled down my cheeks.

Gerard didn't notice that I hadn't calmed down until he pulled up to our houses. "Frank what's wrong? were home now everything fine ok?"

I just nodded but continued shaking. he noticed and spoke again grabbing my hand and interlocking in with his.
"Frank what's bugging you? He's not here anymore the cops handled it he can't get to you."

Again I just nodded not wanting to reveal what was on my mind. How would I even ask him that. Just be like hey gerard you aren't just using me for sex right? Ya that wouldn't end well.

"Frank I'm not getting out of this car until you tell me what's wrong...........................................frank come on you can tell me anything-"

"was he right."

"Wait what? Frank what are you talking about"

"was he right. Are you just using me to get in my pants." I said on the verge of tears. I tightened my grip on the door handle and the center consol waiting for an answer.