Sex and violence.

"Gerard, please don't do this.. I'll just go. It'll be okay I promise.." His voice trembles, he knows it won't work but he just tells himself it will. Even if he keeps lying to himself.

"Drew, it's fine. I'm already used to this. If it's just me they'll leave you alone. They don't know where you live."

"What if you never come back.. What if I never see you." Drew grabs my arm again. I just look at his, the way his veins poke out.. How perfectly toned they are.. No Gerard, you're not thinking this. Not at a time like this, you need to keep him safe. Not in your pants.

"Drew... I just don't want you to get hurt.. You don't deserve this, I'm the one who dragged you into this basically."

"No, this is anything but you're fault, okay. They are sick and twisted and.. And they're the fucked up ones. You didn't do anything wrong okay, and don't tell yourself you did. Cause you didn't..." His eyes force themselves on mine. They shine at me but flicker in fear. He wants me safe and he would.. sacrifice himself for it... This is wrong, it's so wrong.

"Drew..." My hand swims through my hair as my words are lost.. I don't even know what to say, but my thoughts skid to an end when I hear his voice.

"Gerard.. I know you don't feel the same way and that your brother despises me but.. You mean so much to me, I mean. When I first saw you, I knew you were special. I was blown away when I had the guts to talk to you, the way you were. The way your words flowed. I knew I wanted you, and I wanted to do anything to have you. I'm glad you're not.. embarrassed that I have cancer. I'm glad you accept me as someone.. not just a person who's already dead but keeps on living. No you stayed by my side.. and when I kissed you. I haven't kissed someone like that ever, yeah I've kissed people.. but they never made me feel the way I feel about you.. just.. I don't want you getting hurt. I don't want to lose you, you're-" My face is set on fire as it blushes. I can't stop as he goes on.. his words just.. well I couldn't help it, I just through myself at him. Slamming my lips onto his.

He backs up a few inches and almost falls over when I throw myself on him, but he just holds me. Getting back on his feet kissing me back. His hands stay on my waist as he sets me back down. I pull myself away and catch the widest grin on his face, surrounded by his red cheeks.

We stayed silent like that, staring into each other's eyes, both of us blush until I snap myself out of the moment. Convincing myself that I needed to go back to work. I flash a smile before I spin myself around look for something to do. I hear his footsteps as he carries on with the soda machine.. My body just shivers.. Hoping midnight would never come...
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My heart sinks lower and lower as I watch the clock... Time started passing by quicker and quicker.. and my stomach felt sicker and sicker.. For a while I thought it was just my fear.. till I felt something else climb up my throat.. oh god not this again.

Slowly and painfully it drags it's way up as I hold my mouth, running off to the bathroom as quick as I could. Stuffing myself in the first stall I could find until I spit out the vomit in my mouth.. My eyes stay closed as I feel more of it come up.. then I taste that same metallic taste... My eyes slowly tear themselves open and sure enough.. I'm puking blood again.

I don't even hear Drew walk up behind me as the sound of vomit landing in a toilet fills my ears.. But his voice scares the shit out of me, but I don't jump up. I just bite my tongue harder.. Just please don't see this.
"Gerard are you okay? I saw you run off and. Are you okay?" I hide my head over the toilet so he won't catch the crimson liquid.

"Yeah, I just puke when I'm scared.." I don't even know if that's a lie or not.. I mean, it's the second time this month..Well I guess it's all from stress.. I mean who wouldn't be stressed when you have to face to insane douche bags at midnight..

"Oh, well I'll be back at the counter. I'll give you gum and a mint when you come back, K?" HIs voice is full of worry, but I can tell he tries hiding it.. I can always tell if someone's hiding their emotions. Mostly cause I do it everyday.
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I stay over the toilet for maybe another five minutes before I pull myself up. My stomach seems settle. So I get myself back up.. and luckily no one else is in here so I can wash off my massacre off my face in peace.

This time it only took about five minutes to wash my cheeks, I tilted my head under the faucet and got water in my mouth, rinsing the last bit of blood off my teeth.. Now to go back by Drew.

My eyes keep finding them self on the clock as I walk down the hall... It's already eleven thirty.. Oh god what the fuck are me and Drew gonna do..?

"Hey! How are you feeling?" Drew runs up to me as I walk back to the counter.. I can't even talk right now I'm so scared.. "C'mon let's get you back to work, K sweety?" I don't even look at his face, but I can tell how scared he is.. How he's trying to hide it.. but it's no use. Nothing fools me anymore.
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"Hey, look who came." Bob picks himself up after leaning against the brick wall. Chris just comes out from a corner, in the most demonic way.

"You two ready for some serious fun?" Chris approaches the both of us, but Drew throws himself in front of me. Chris just stops in his tracks. "Oh, you two aren't gonna join together?" He cocks his head and fakes an offended voice.

Neither of us speak as Bob follows Chris. Backing me and Drew into a wall.. Chris going my way and Bob covering Drew..
I don't even focus on Chris, I don't pay attention to his eyes staring me down, or his hands pinning my wrists to the wall. I just glare at Bob, the way he looks at Drew.. with so much lust.. it's so wrong..

"Aw, baby you're not gonna face me?" His hot breath falls on my neck, getting sharp at the end.. I'm too scared to do anything else but face him. "There we go, that's it.." My eyes stare in fear at him, as his face comes closer to me.. His cheek rubbing against mine, scratching me with their stubble before he rubs his face in my neck.. Breathing against my skin. Letting his hot breath slip under my shirt, making me shiver. Only in fear but I guess Chris enjoyed me shaking. He enjoyed me being scared. Enjoyed my reaction to his tongue sliding against my neck. He let's his fingers slip around the buttons on my work shirt, popping each one off, going lower and lower. His tongue just sliding around my neck, rougher as he starts to slide the shirt off me.. My body shivers all over, not because my bare chest is exposed in the cold air, but because what's happening. How I'm letting this happen..

"Chris... wh-what are you doing..?" My voice trembles as he sinks his teeth in my skin, nipping at me.

"Marking you, you're mine doll. Now everyone's gonna see it. Now hold the fuck still before I cut you." His words bounce off my neck, stinging my body. This is wrong.. So wrong.. it wouldn't be if I was enjoying it. But I'm not. I'm scared. I'm scared by the way he grinds against me while he pins me to the wall. How he's "marking" me. Scared of him.
"Why the fuck are you bleeding?" His words are loud and sharp as he pulls away, staring at my neck.. I'm bleeding? Well I guess I couldn't tell because all the saliva that lingers on the spot.

The cool wind freezes it. Stinging my skin as Chris keeps his head away. "Bob, come here. I think this kid's had enough affection." Chris sneers at Bob, I watch him as he throws Drew against the wall.. His pants halfway off.. His scared blue eyes.. It hurts to look at him, but what hurts even more is when Bob drives his fist into my stomach. The force smashes my body against the wall and pushes my stomach half way up my body..

My hands just hold my stomach as my knees fall to the ground.. Trying to learn how to breathe again, but my vomit crawls it's way up first before I could refill my lungs..
Sure enough, crimson red vomit splatters on the asphalt.. I don't open my eyes, they're nailed shut as Bob and Chris yell at the sight.

"What the fuck? Omigod you sick fuck!" Chris barks at me.

"Dude, let's go before we get some disease." Their last words as their feet are quick to move from the scene... But I stay still. I don't dare move. And neither does Drew..

Notes

Omg, idk what I was doing here to be honest so it might sound weird and cliche but yeah jfdklsfjklsfds