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Black Is The Color Of My True Love's Hair

Chapter 13: Yes, I love the ground on where he goes

Gerard POV

I was still VERY under the influence of the pills. The ice cream shop was a blur. Even though there was not a lot of people... my head was spinning just by looking at them.

It was a small place with yellow walls and waffle-cone designs. The floor had small tiles decorated to look like sprinkles... and the music was upbeat and happy.

The perfect teenage girl hideout.

I stood up to go to the bathroom, assuring Frank nothing would happen to me. He accepted carefully and told me that if I wasn't out in five minutes, he would go in to look for me.

I nodded sluggishly and entered the bathroom. It was less upbeat than the outside and it smelled like... smoke....

"Aren't YOU a pretty thing?"

I blinked to see two men leaning against the waffle tiles. A flare of attraction. A churn of my stomach.

"Just leave me alone...." I mumbled, holding onto the wall to avoid falling.

I opened a stall, but was instantly shoved inside by one of them.

"Dude." The other said. "What are you doing?"

"He's higher than a kite right now. We might as well have some fun with 'im."

I struggled against the first man's grip. I was nearly able to push him off... when the other man came to aid him.

Together, they pressed me into the stall and undid my pants.

I didn't even try to scream. It wouldn't work anyways. I should just accept what was going to happen as a part of my fate. I stopped struggling and began to cry softly as they snickered wickedly.

The first man dragged me to the floor and lay me on my back. The second one locked the door. I heard them both unzip their pants in unison.

Then, someone was knocking at the door.

"Gerard? You in there, hun?"

"Frankie?" I mumbled.

'Oh SHIT.' I saw the second man mouthe.

The first man shushed him and lifted my legs to his shoulder.

"But what if he screams?" The second man whispered.

"You'll take care of that."

I was about to whimper again... when there was something in my mouth. I didn't need to ask what it was. Even through my blurry vision, I knew the second man was on me. The first man was stroking my thighs. And then, there was pain from my lower side. I half-screamed and the man inside my mouth shivered.

Then, they both began to thrust.

I whimpered softly as more knocking filled the air. Then, the sound of slapping skin.
When the first man hit my prostate... it didn't feel good. In fact, it made me want to cry.

"GERARD!"

He was... still there?

No.... I had to fight. For Frankie.

I bit down on the man in my mouth and he screamed. Then, I yelled out to Frank as loudly as I could before I was silenced again. This time, both thrusts were harsher. The man in my mouth was fucking my throat violently as I screamed for help.

Then, the man in my hole came. But he could not do so without moaning loudly.
Then, the door slammed open.

My eyes were closed and covered with tears... so I didn't see Frank. But I heard him curse like a sailor and begin to push the men off me. There was a loud cracking sound, and then, one of them was screaming. The one in my mouth yanked out, and said something loudly. A loud crack. Then, the one in my bottom wasn't there anymore. A scream. Struggling. Another loud sound. A crashing mirror. A blood-curdling scream.

Then, silence.

Soft arms reached down to hold me. I opened my eyes to see Frank covered in tears.. and... blood.

His face was bloody.... he was DRIPPING BLOOD.

The other two men were silent. Had he....

Frank held me silently for a few minutes. Then, I could hear sirens.

"Sex stinks." I said softly, my voice wrecked. "I... I won't be wanting it for a while."

Frank began to cry harder.

"I'm sorry 'bout the pills." I croaked.

"I'm sorry for leaving you alone." Frank choked out.

Slowly, I reached up to touch his face. Then sat up, ignoring the pain in my lower back, and kissed him softly. Some blood got on me, but I didn't care.

He froze as I did.

"I Love You." I whispered fervently.

"G-Gerard... I... I Love You too... my angel."

He embraced me as the shop doors opened and the sound of walkie talkies was heard.

Then, there was a sharp intake of breath.

"Get him on a cot!"

Frankie let go of me, but kept a soft hold on my hand as I was lifted into a cot. I could see the other two men be lifted too. One had a broken wrist and a bloody nose. The other was bleeding from his nose, mouth, arm and leg.

The paramedics shied away from Frank.

Notes

no apologies provided

Comments

@my chemical spooks
THANK YOUUU
anti-frerard is in which fate does not want them to truly be happy together

BLOOD'Y REVENGE BLOOD'Y REVENGE
1/19/17

HOLY SHIT YOU WRITE LIKE A POET WOW

anti-frerard, whats that? meh love the story

@Lost_Soul
thank you!!

BLOOD'Y REVENGE BLOOD'Y REVENGE
11/19/16

DUDE I LOVE THIS STORY <3

Lost_Soul Lost_Soul
11/13/16