The Silver Lining

Just the sight of Gerard brought back burroughed memories I was fighting hard to forget. I pulled my knees closer to me, so hard that I felt a headache coming on. Then I remember I had nothin under the shirt I was wearing, so I tried to pull my shirt over my bum.

"Hey, Lola, um-" Gerard, looked down on me as I stared at my knees and started to get more scared and more nervous by the second.

"Gerard, get the fuck out." Mikey stood up.

"Mikey, I wasn't talking to you." Gerard spat back.

"She's so fucking afraid of you now she is litterally trembling, Gerard." Mikey said, looking from Gerard to me and back to Gerard.

"M-Mikey. I-It's o-okay." I stuttered, standing up.

"Are you sure, Lola?" Mikey asked.

"Y-Yeah." I whispered, still looking at the ground.

"She said it was fine, Mikey, so you can leave." Gerard, motioning for the door.

"Ha, like I'm fucking leaving her with you." He scoffed, crossing his arms.

"Get the fuck out!" Gerard yelled, pushing Mikey out the door abruptly and locking it behind him. I started to shake from nervousness and I cowered into the back corner of the bathroom.

"Lola, come here, I'm not going to hurt you." Gerard sighed. I just looked up at him and crossed my arms over my chest to try and stop my shaking. "Lola, I'm sorry."

I just stared at him, thinking how stupid must he be to think that I would forgive him that easily. He sighed and moved closer to me as I moved away from him.

"Lola, you need to stop cowering away from me." He said sternly. I just trembled and panicked because I had run out of room to move back.

"H-How am I-I supposed to e-even look at you right n-now?" I stuttered, looking away.

"Lola, please, I'm sorry, I was drunk, okay? I couldn't control what I was doing, I could hardly even move." He apologized weakly.

"G-Gerard. You seemed a-able to move enough l-last night." I replied, getting angrier.

"Lola-"

"No Gerard. I th-think I'm done with you, thank y-you very much." I said, turning my head away from him.

"I'm not done talking to you." He said, stepping closer to me. I tyres to move back, but the backs of my legs were touching the bath/shower.

"G-Gerard, p-please st-stop." I said, trying to look away from his face.

"Are you forgiving me? No charges?" He asked, pushing himself closer, leaving only a foot between us which wasn't enough for me.

"G-Gerard, p-please stop!" I cried, trying to move back more but failing and falling into the bathtub. The curtain came down with me and the hooks that were holding it on the pole ripped Mikey's shirt and my skin.

Gerard just stood over me with his arms crossed and a serious look on his face. I sat up and tried to pull the curtain off of me, but it took Mikey's now ripped, tattered and bloody shirt with it, leaving me naked. Gerard moved towards me and pulled me up. I tried to move my arms to cover myself but his grip on my arms kept firm.

"G-Gerard, p-please st-stop!" I cried, tears streaming down my face.

"You'll have to beg, Lola." He growled in my ear before crashing his lips onto mine. I started to cry harder and harder, my salty tears now tainting the taste I used to love but now despised.

"Stop!" I managed while Gerard pulled off his shirt.

"Beg Lola." he growled again.

"P-Please!" I cried. Before he unbuttoned his pants to pull them off and not wanting what was coming I did the only thing I could. I kicked him right in the balls. He let go of me, doubled over in pain and I ran out of the bathroom. I ran strait into Ray who must have heard me scream and came.

"What's wrong?" He asked, hugging me like a small child, rather then a naked woman, which I appreciated.

"G-Gerard." I cried into his shoulder.

"M-Mikey!" Ray called. Mikey came running and automatically took me from Ray when he saw me. "Take Lola, I'm going to beat the shit out of Gerard."

Notes

I'm sorry I made Gee an asshole. :/

He would never do anything like this, so.