Shoot Me and I'll Give You A Nickel

I was so totally fucked.
Really, no, I was so fucked that I can't describe the gravity of situation I'm in.
"Will you pass me that needle, Angel?" Gerard smiled as he pointed at the red tomato covered in needles
I passed him one of the shiny needles, wiping the tomato juice off with my pant leg.
"Thanks Angel"
"You're welcome"
He put a string through the needle and stuck it into his skin, pulling the black string through and sticking it back into his skin. I leaned back in the chair I was sitting in, trying to keep the discomfort off my face as he worked the needle through the hole in his body
"Doesn't that hurt?" I question as I wrap my arms around my chest
"Mmmm, nope" he gave a closed mouth smile and started humming as he continued to close his wound
"Really or are you just playing with me?"
"If it hurt, I would be crying, now wouldn't I?" Gerard giggled
"Pfft, I know a guy who got hit with a bus and didn't cry"
Gerard stopped sewing and looked at me with this giant grin and crazy eyes
"Seriously?"
"Yeah, saw the whole thing, it was awesome" I laughed as I leaned towards him
In about three seconds, I was on the ground with a much taller, much stronger gentleman on top of me
"What the he-"
He put his finger on my lips and shushed me as he started to giggle like an insane schoolgirl.
"Wanna know something about yourself, Angel?" He asks getting incredibly close to my face
I sucked in air and stared at him
"Angel, please answer me or I'm going to have to use force"
"Ooh, I'm super scared, what are you going to do, hit me?" I snarl at him
"I'll just tell you, when you lie, your ears twitch slightly" he says as he gets off me "This is your first warning, if you disobey me again, I'll have no choice-"
"Since when did you own me!" I say getting right up to him "You said robbing banks and taking names, not fucking slavery!"
He wrapped his fingers around my collar, pulling me even closer to him, so that his lips were right next to my ear
"Angel, I don't own you, but I might someday, so watch your tongue" his breath quickened "Once we rob our first bank tomorrow, we'll talk a little more about our arrangements"
"Oh yeah? And when are we robbing this 'so-called' bank" I snark, pushing him away from me
"Tomorrow, I'll give you the details in the morning" Gerard said straightening his shirt and looking back at me "But, shoot, I have a dress for you in your new room, you should go try it on"
Again, the animalistic urge to do what he said came over me and I followed him into a room with white walls. He closed the door behind me and locked it as he closed me in. I picked up the dress, a sleeveless white dress that sparkled in the dim light of the white room. It was beautiful, I tried it on and it fit me like a glove.
After the urge stopped burning in my mind, I realized how fucked I was letting that man lock me in a room.

Notes

Hi! Sorry for the hiatus, I had bad writers block, I'll try to continue to write this fanfic as often as I can.