Prison

Gerard's P.O.V

I forced my legs to walk me to the bathroom to meet Jason, fear growing stronger and stronger inside me. I wasn't scared about him hurting me, instead I was more worried about the impact of this on Frank. I know what it feels like to know that your boyfriend is getting fucked just a few cells away and you have no way of stopping it. Frank's probably crying right now, and I can't stop him. In the back of my mind, there was the thought of Frank doing something...really stupid. I pushed the thought away, trying to distract myself by concentrating on walking, since I had nothing else to distract myself with.
I pushed open the door to find Jason waiting, leaning by the sink. He smirked when I walked in.
'' Ah, you took your time, '' he said.
'' S-sorry, '' I stuttered, trying to avoid his gaze and trying to keep on his good side.
'' Follow me, '' he said, before pushing past me and walking out of the door. He checked around, making sure that no guards were paying attention to us, before we quickly went to his cell, which was already open, he'd obviously broken the lock. It pissed me off how genuinely bad the locks were, I mean, it's a fucking prison for god sake, you'd think they'd have stronger locks so they couldn't be broken by hand. Jason was pretty strong though.
When it came to me actually stepping into his cell, my legs went weak and I couldn't even bring myself to go, remembering just how Frankie must be feeling sat in our own cell right this second. I felt Jason's grip on my left arm, and he pulled me inside quickly, before pushing me backwards so I fell onto the floor near his bed. His cell was different to mine and Frank's. He only had one bed, and it wasn't a bunk bed either, just a normal one. It was smaller too, probably because it was only meant for one person, not four which is what ours could fit in.
'' Now, you know what you're here for. I want you to be better than your stupid gay boyfriend, okay?'' Jason towered above me while I was on the floor.
For a second, I almost retaliated against him and argued, about what was so bad about my 'stupid gay boyfriend'. I decided against it, and instead just nodded in response.
'' What was that? I can't hear you? ''
'' Y-yes okay. ''
'' Yes what? ''
'' Um...''
'' It's 'yes sir' when you're speaking to me, you fucking slut. ''
'' I'm sorry s-sir. ''
I felt sick calling him that, I'd rather just save that name for Frankie when we're doing roleplay or something. Jason's smile was also sickening, when me reached down and gripped onto my collar and pulled me up off the floor. He pushed me backwards again, and this time I fell onto his bed. Jason wasted no time in reaching into his back pocket and producing a pair of handcuffs, obviously stolen from one of the guards. When he moved towards me I moved away, cowering into the corner of the bed. The look on Jason's face grew a little angry, and I realised I was probably better just doing as he said, no matter how much I didn't want to. I stayed still as he gripped my legs and pulled me forwards, before saying, '' lay down, with your arms above your head. ''
I did exactly as he said, not wanting to get myself into more trouble with him, and hoping that maybe after this that he'll just leave me and Frank alone.
Jason smirked at me before putting his hands on my chest, and then pulling the fabric of my jumpsuit off, making the buttons pop off and ping all over the room. He tugged it off my arms and then off my legs too, then he took off my shoes and socks, leaving me in my boxers.
'' Oh Gerard, '' Jason said in disapproval, ''you're not even hard for me. ''
'' I would NEVER be hard for you, you fucking-'' I stopped myself from saying the words that were just coming from my mouth without me even thinking, but it was still way too late.
'' You're a fucking whore, you know that, don't you, Gerard. I know you get hard over me all the fucking time, just admit it, '' he said.
'' N-no! '' I protested, trying to fight back against him. I didn't want him to win this, but he already had, he'd won as soon as he started with this whole thing.
'' Oh, Gerard, you're gonna regret it if I don't get to hear what I want to hear coming from your mouth.''
'' Please don't make me do this, '' I said, my voice suddenly hoarse and my feelings taking over.
'' Say it. '' Jason persisted.
'' S-say what? '' I tried to avoid it by stalling.
'' Tell me how you're always getting hard over me, fucking say it Gerard. ''
I didn't want to say it to him, but what other choice did I have. Did I really want to risk getting more hurt by disobeying what he asked? Well... to be honest, I don't think that would really bother me, however what did bother me was the fact that Jason could hurt me in a different way. He could hurt Frankie instead, and of course he knows just how much that would hurt me. I'm not going to risk Frank's safety over this, or over anything for that matter.

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