I Don't Love You

*Gerard's POV*

I was staring out the car window, watching the scenery passing by. I could not wrap my head around what had just happened. Mr. Stomp violated me. He almost touched my dick, who knows what would have happened if I didn't find the strength to push him off me and scream for help. I sighed, I really needed to stop dwelling into my mind nothing good ever came out of it. I sighed and looked around the car. I never actually got a good look at Mikey, but now that we had an hour drive ahead of us I had a lot of time to study him. He had spiky blonde hair the same kind as his mom, he had light brown eyes with specks of green. He was wearing a Guns N Roses sweatshirt. Even if he didn't like me, I certainly did mostly for the sweatshirt he was wearing, I could tell he had a nice taste in music. He looked over at me when i was staring at him, I blushed and looked away. He chuckled.

"So Gerard," he said. Donna looked up from driving and looked at us. This was the first time any of us has ever spoken since we left the orphanage.

"Yes Mikey," I asked.

"So, tell us about yourself." I looked at him in shock, I did not expect that from a 14 year old. I more expected it from his parents. As it would seem Mikey Way is a boy full of mysterious.

"Like what?"

"What are your hobbies, favorite bands, foods, etc. basically anything you can think of." He simply said.

I looked at him, "And here I could have sworn you hated me," I said jokingly.

"Yeah well, that was before I saw what I saw," he mumbled, but he said it so only I could hear and he didn't alert his parents. Well I guess they are mine too.

"Umm well okay my favorite bands are The Misfits hence my shirt," I said and gestured to my shirt. I would have to clean it later, I could still feel the blood sticking to it. "I love coffee, I need to drink it in the morning or else I will not be able to function in the morning. If you don't have coffee, then I will personally go out and buy it. That is how much I need my coffee." I stated matter of factly. There was a stunned silence.

"Y'know Gerard, you don't need to do that. We will happily supply you with the coffee." Mr. Way told me. I gave him a small smile.

"I also like to draw," I told Mikey. Mikey looked up to me with a small smile gracing his lips.

"Would you show me your drawings at some point?" He asked. I looked away and closed myself off. My drawings were something that I kept to myself, I did not let anyone look at them. They were one of the only things that helped me through all the shit besides music.

"Umm no," I mumbled. I saw his face fall and he got that angry look he had when I saw him for the first time. "It's just that my drawings mean a lot to me and I get self conscious over them." I quickly explained. I saw him nod and get that smile back on his face. We sat back in silence until we got to their house about half an hour later. The house was pretty sweet. It was painted white, but the white wasn't too bright it was more of a cream colored. They had a wrap around porch with a wooden two person swing (this swing will come in later with a certain someone cx) leading up to the porch was stepping stones. They had a little garden off to the side full of flowers. Their house was in the middle of a neighborhood, but it was a nice neighborhood.

Mr. Way opened the door and gestured for me to enter the house (i will not go into detail about the house, considering i spent a lot on the outside, i will let you use your imagination cx)

"I'm sorry, but all the rooms upstairs are taken, you will have to sleep down there. We already have everything down there for you. And you also have your own bathroom." Mrs. Way told me.
I nodded. I was so happy. I never got my own room, I always had to either sleep under the stairs (i'm sorry, harry potter reference cx) or in the concrete basement, I had a feeling this one would not be concrete and actually be finished. I followed the Way's down into my new room.

When we descended the stairs what I saw shocked me. The room was painted red with black curtains were the two small windows were and black carpet. My bed had a black cover on it with an intricate red design, I noticed a nightstand and closet.I also had a black couch underneath one of the windows. I saw another door which I guessed led to the bathroom. Mikey dropped my suitcases down next to me and walked back up the stairs smiling.

"Thank you," I breathed out. "This means so much to me." I looked at both of them with tears in my eyes. They smiled at me.

"We will leave you so you can unpack. If you need anything, just yell. We are only upstairs." They both turned around and left, shutting the door after them like all good parent should do and not leave it half open like most do.

I walked over to my bed and laid down on it. I smiled. I had found a home.

Notes

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