Pay the price

It had been a day since gerard brought me to his house. His house or really apartment is actually pretty big and fairly decent. He keeps most of it clean except one room. It looked like an art studio but when I tried to go into it he stopped me and told me that it was off limits.

He had been 'fucking off' and staying away from me like I told him too so I decided to respect his one rule and stay out of the studio.

I hadn't damaged or broken anything so that's good but I did do something gerard wouldn't like. My phone had been going crazy with client requests and even though I was fucked up I figured I might as well take all the money I can get now and let my clients do whatever they want to me since it'll take awhile for my body to heal.

so yea I had two of my clients come to his place yesterday and fuck my brains out. By the time he came home from work at the school I had cleaned everything up and taken a shower so there was no evidence.

Today was no different. I had one guy scheduled so far but I'm sure a second would appear.
I heard the front door slam at six am indicating gerard was gone.

i texted my client Keith who was actually the guy gerard caught me fucking at school and told him he could come over at eight.

Plus even though I hated being a prositute it was pretty damn boring not being able to watch tv all day so at least it gave me something to do.

I made myself some breakfast and then got Gerard's guest room set up. I made the bed and made sure nothing valuable was out that could be broken during my hook up with Keith.

I changed into my favorite outfit. (The spider web one) and when I looked at the clock it was 7:56 so Keith would be here any second.

There was a knock on the door and when I opened it Keith was there but god did he look different. Now instead of long blonde hair he had long black hair and he also has gotten a nose ring.

"Looking good baby I like the hair." I said smirking up at him.

"well you know what I like?" He asked.

I shook my head and he stepped Into Gerard's apartment shutting the door and locking it.

" I like your body but it's covered." He frowned.

"I think we can fix that." I smirked and dragged him to the bedroom.

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me and Keith fucked for two rounds then he told me he had to go. He payed me 450 and he gave me box of cigs. I wasn't wearing any clothes when I walked him to the door.

I gave him him a hug and a long kiss that lasted until he was outside the apartment. I opened my eyes a moment after he pulled away and was met not with Keith's eyes but Gerard's.

I screamed and and ran into the guest bedroom and slammed the door shut locking it. I looked at the clock it was only fucking 12:30!!! Why is he home already!?

"FRANK!" His voice boomed from outside the door.
"open this fucking door right now!"

i panicked and threw on some clothes. I wasn't sure whether to open the door or not but that decision was made for me when he kicked the door in.

i screamed but couldn't run anywhere.

"Frank fucking iero care to explain who that was and WHY THE FUCK HE WAS IN MY HOUSE WITH YOU!?"

Gerard screaming scared the shit out of me and I felt paralyzed.

"w-why are y-you home?" I stammered out.

"Half day now answer me iero!" He yelled walking closer to me and shoving me in the chest.

"Tell me why he was here, who the fuck is he, and what the-" he paused mid sentence to look down at what he'd stepped on.

Shit.

He bent down and picked the item up swinging it infront of my face. "a condom frank?" He paused for a moment before he flew into another fit of rage.
"YOU FUCKED SOMEONE IN MY HOUSE!"

"Gerard calm down please!" I begged.

"I swear to god iero I want an explanation now!"

"I-I don't have one...."

"bullshit!! You have one you just don't want to tell me!" He yelled.

"Alright alright! I have one but I....I can't tell you!" I yelled my voice cracking as I began crying.

"And why the hell not!?" He asked getting angrier.

I fell to the floor and began crying obnoxiously. I was a wreck. I had just got caught and now gerard hates me and I couldn't control how much of a fucking failure I felt like.

I felt gerard place a hand on my shoulder but I swatted it away. I just sat there and kept crying.

Once my my eyes were dried out and all I could do was fucking dry heave I noticed gerard was looking at my phone.


"Hey!" I yelled.

"You have twenty three unread texts and two are from mikey who are the other numbers frank?" He asked seriously.

"I don't know...." I answered honestly.

"God frank." Gerard sighed. "I don't even know what to do with you. You won't tell me what happened and when I question you you brake down into a sobbing mess. Like seriously frank what's such a big huge secret that you can't tell me?"

I just stared at him. "Y'know what fuck it." He groaned and walked out of the door.

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