Please Don't Take This Out On Me

I burst into tears as I finally reached my room and flung myself at my bed; sobbing. The only reason he beat me up was so Mrs Skybalt didn't get suspicious that we were 'friends'. That I understood. But I didn't understand why he would hurt Mikey. It's not like Mikey would do anything to Gerard, or stand a chance against him! Gerard was strong and scary and Mikey was, well, innocent and not very strong. Why did Gerard pick Mikey to torment???
I sighed and said "he probably doesn't even love me," out loud. Then I got angrier. How DARE he fuck with my emotions like that??? I'm not a fucktoy. I'm a human. A human with feelings. I sank down onto the floor with my head in my hands. I don't deserve love. I don't deserve happiness. I deserve to be beat up - why else would Gerard pick me? "I deserve pain," I whimpered.
I sat there sobbing on the ground for another half hour; bad thoughts swirling through my mind. "I'm fucking worthless," I gasped. "I deserve pain." My mind was so clouded I wasn't sure what I was saying and my breathing became pained. Everything hurt, including my heart, and I just wanted a hug.
I jumped as a pair of cold; shaky arms wrapped around my waist from behind and I turned around. "G-Gerard-" "Yeah baby." Gerard, sensing what I needed, leaned in and kissed me softly. I whined and closed my eyes; not moving my lips but just enjoying his comfort. When he broke away, I swallowed harshly. "Wh-what hap-pened?" Gerard's hazel eyes darkened and I reached up to touch his face gently. "Nothing," he growled. "Mrs Skybalt just needed to yell at Mikey and I." He was lying, I could tell. "G-Gee, what h-happened? Y-you look u-upset!" "Nothing," he hissed and I jumped. Sometimes he really scared me and made me feel unsafe. "O-okay," I squeaked out before catching sight of his neck. "Wh-what is th-that?" I ran a hand over the bright red mark. "I-is that a h-" Gerard growled at me and his grip on my waist tightened. "Mrs Skybalt did it." I gasped. "Ohhhh..." I gently slid the collar of his shirt back a bit and gasped when a saw a great purple bruise. I leaned in and hesitantly placed a soft kiss on his shoulder where the bruise was. "I'm sorry."
Gerard sighed and kissed the side of my neck. "It's not your fault, babe." I blushed and bit my lip. Babe!?!?!?! "What do you say we go get fucked up?" Fucked up? "Wh-wha-" "Come on. Let's go get a drink." I let out a nervous squeak and shrugged. Bars scared me, drunk guys scared me, everyone scared me. "I-I don't k-know..." "Come on it'll be fun." Gerard winked and hauled me to my feet.
What harm can one drink do?

Notes

Shoutout to @Mcr_saved_meh for the very nice comment XD That made my day tbh <3

Who's ready for a chapter where G and Frank go clubbing???

Also; I've been thinking about writing a story where Gerard's a cat hybrid (neko) and Frank's his master or something what do y'all think?