Saturday Night
Plain Song
"I think i'm old and i'm in pain" you said
"and it's all running out like it's the end of the
world" you said "and it's so cold it's like the
cold if you were dead" and then you smiled for
a second. -TheCure//PLAINSONG
3rd Person POV
"I'm sorry doc, I'm just so giddy." Lindsey smiled as she signed Gerard's release papers.
"That's quite alright. So, Gerard's care plan. How are you gonna pay for his treatment."
Lindsey hadn't thought about that.. "Oh..well um, I have medicare."
"Does he have medicare?"
Lindsey bit her lip, "Gee doc, I don't know.."
"I'll go through some files on my great big computer.. and try to find out." he laughed and patted the out of date desktop.
It took about a minute before the doctor gave up.
"And what is the fellow's name?"
"Um.. Gerard Way."
The doctor frowned. "Sorry ma'am but he's not coming up. We might have a problem here.. if Mr.Way doesn't have insurance he's gonna have some debt."
Lindsey shook her head. "No! Is there anything at all that I can do doctor?!"
He smirked. "Yes follow me Miss.. "
Lindsey clutched her bag to her chest and followed the doctor to a hospital wing, the one that was closed down for repair.
"Sir, where are we going?"
"Well.. I just need to get you alone and we can talk more freely."
"Okay."
The man slided a curtain open so they could enter the hospital room. When it closed he turned her and gave a polite smile.
"Listen Miss. There's nothing you can do to pay this off. But you can make me forget this ever happened. That you were ever here."
Lindsey shook uncomfortably, "What do you mean, Doc?"
The man dropped his bleached white coat and unbuckled his belt.
"I want what every working man desires. Some fun."
He slid his work pants off, showing no shame.
"Sir, I'm not going to do that."
" I don't want your snatch. I want your mouth."
Lindsey stared at her shoes, "I don't.."
"Come on." he groaned, impatient.
"It doesn't mean anything! Just let me -.. uh.. -.. all his expenses will go away. Do it for him!"
The man started to palm himself through his boxers. Making small 'cooing' noises.
Lindsey thought for a moment "For him" she said with a shaky breath.
The man nodded and put his hands on her shoulders, forcing her down.
Lindsey pulled down his boxers revealing what ever monster that lurked inside.
"Heh-.. my wife.. and my hookers call me beer can." he laughed.
He was small length wise, but packed width wise.
She grabbed his tiny shaft and started jerking him off. "I said mouth!" he snapped. Lindsey squealed and put her mouth over his head and swirled her tongue around it.
She started jacking him again, but she added licks every now and then so he wouldn't get all heated.
After what seemed like ten minutes of the same thing, he was done. White fluid spilled from Lindsey's lips.
She wiped her mouth and the Doctor smirked.
"You're free to go ma'am.."
Without eye contact she left him alone. Turning to the bathroom.
As she entered she heard a low growl "It's you."
The bitter nurse came out if nowhere.
Lindsey jumped at the sight of her. "Shit" she caught her breathe.
"I'm not letting you go home with him."
"Hell, you will"
The nurse went into her left scrub pocket and pulled out a switch blade.
"Filthy bitch."
Lindsey's POV
Gerard sat in the passenger seat, head against the window.
"Where to?" I said cheerfully.
"Belleville.. I'll walk home."
"No! Where do you live.. I'll take you Gee.."
"Don't call me that."
"I saved you, we're close."
"I don't know the first thing about you. Drop me off at the Farmers Market."
I went through so much bullshit for him and he's just going to.. leave me?!
"You don't get it. We're going to my house."
"Excuse me lady, are you crazy?" he screamed.
I glared at him, he looked me straight in the eye. Black and soulless, deep and unique. I wonder what he sees in my eyes?
"I sucked the doctor off so you could go home. You can't just..-.. you don't understand. I'm not crazy."
"Wait?! What the fuck?!" he gasped. I shook my head.
I didn't say anything after that. He just huffed and looked out the window again."
It was an hour or so into the drive to my house I finally said something. "The nurse thought I'd tried to kill you. Proved her wrong when you mumbled something about that psycho that ran out of the hell house."
"I talked about him?!"
"Yeah first thing you said. 'Kill Mikey'... don't worry Gerard, I'll get you your revenge."
Gerard ran a hand through his hair. And shook his head.
"That's not Mikey. That's Frank. I need to find him."
"Why? So he can hurt you again? ..So whose Mikey anyways.. if you don't mind me asking."
".. I normally don't open up. But you saved me from eternal sleep, so I guess you deserve to know. Or are you just a pawn.. that doesn't mean shit. I normally use people.. and-.."
I rolled my eyes. "Stop stalling."
"Mikey's my brother." he said bluntly.
"Why do you wanna kill your brother..?"
"You wouldn't understand."
I shook my head. "People underestimate me. Compassion for instance, and even for a second you think I'll show the slightest bit of mercy . You're wrong Mr.Way. Very wrong,I don't give a shit if you walk on two legs, or four. Ive been through shit you can't even imagine."
"I don't know about that.. what is it?-.."
"Lindsey Ballato."
Gerard smirked at me, I gave him one right back. Those sharp black moons staring me down.
"Have any cigs?" he murmured.
"Purse.."
He reached over into my black vinyl purse and went through, he pulled shit out, searching.
I heard the scraping of receipts, but it was the silence that worried me. His breathe hitched.
I stopped the car in the middle of the street and turned to look at him.
Gerard's hand was bloody. Cars honked at us.
"What the fuck is in here?"
"..A lot of things" I panicked.
"If they are used tampons, I swear.. "
My mouth agape, "It's not..just give me my purse."
He handed me my purse and stuck one of the bloody fingers in his mouth.
He sucked on the others afterwards.
"That's fresh.."
"You know a lot about blood.."
"Yeah, what's in your damn bag?"
"Don't ask questions you don't want the answers to." I said curtly.
Gerard wiped his spit on his jeans and started to stare at me again as I started the car back up.
"What?"
"I think I've grown to find you a bit more interesting.."
"Because I have a pool of blood in my god damn bag." I growled.
"I'm no saint either, Ballato."
I kept quiet.. but he spoke again, shortly.
"So, whose is it?"
"That smug nurse. Fucking cunt." I growled, despite myself.
He nodded and smirked at me.
"and it's all running out like it's the end of the
world" you said "and it's so cold it's like the
cold if you were dead" and then you smiled for
a second. -TheCure//PLAINSONG
3rd Person POV
"I'm sorry doc, I'm just so giddy." Lindsey smiled as she signed Gerard's release papers.
"That's quite alright. So, Gerard's care plan. How are you gonna pay for his treatment."
Lindsey hadn't thought about that.. "Oh..well um, I have medicare."
"Does he have medicare?"
Lindsey bit her lip, "Gee doc, I don't know.."
"I'll go through some files on my great big computer.. and try to find out." he laughed and patted the out of date desktop.
It took about a minute before the doctor gave up.
"And what is the fellow's name?"
"Um.. Gerard Way."
The doctor frowned. "Sorry ma'am but he's not coming up. We might have a problem here.. if Mr.Way doesn't have insurance he's gonna have some debt."
Lindsey shook her head. "No! Is there anything at all that I can do doctor?!"
He smirked. "Yes follow me Miss.. "
Lindsey clutched her bag to her chest and followed the doctor to a hospital wing, the one that was closed down for repair.
"Sir, where are we going?"
"Well.. I just need to get you alone and we can talk more freely."
"Okay."
The man slided a curtain open so they could enter the hospital room. When it closed he turned her and gave a polite smile.
"Listen Miss. There's nothing you can do to pay this off. But you can make me forget this ever happened. That you were ever here."
Lindsey shook uncomfortably, "What do you mean, Doc?"
The man dropped his bleached white coat and unbuckled his belt.
"I want what every working man desires. Some fun."
He slid his work pants off, showing no shame.
"Sir, I'm not going to do that."
" I don't want your snatch. I want your mouth."
Lindsey stared at her shoes, "I don't.."
"Come on." he groaned, impatient.
"It doesn't mean anything! Just let me -.. uh.. -.. all his expenses will go away. Do it for him!"
The man started to palm himself through his boxers. Making small 'cooing' noises.
Lindsey thought for a moment "For him" she said with a shaky breath.
The man nodded and put his hands on her shoulders, forcing her down.
Lindsey pulled down his boxers revealing what ever monster that lurked inside.
"Heh-.. my wife.. and my hookers call me beer can." he laughed.
He was small length wise, but packed width wise.
She grabbed his tiny shaft and started jerking him off. "I said mouth!" he snapped. Lindsey squealed and put her mouth over his head and swirled her tongue around it.
She started jacking him again, but she added licks every now and then so he wouldn't get all heated.
After what seemed like ten minutes of the same thing, he was done. White fluid spilled from Lindsey's lips.
She wiped her mouth and the Doctor smirked.
"You're free to go ma'am.."
Without eye contact she left him alone. Turning to the bathroom.
As she entered she heard a low growl "It's you."
The bitter nurse came out if nowhere.
Lindsey jumped at the sight of her. "Shit" she caught her breathe.
"I'm not letting you go home with him."
"Hell, you will"
The nurse went into her left scrub pocket and pulled out a switch blade.
"Filthy bitch."
Lindsey's POV
Gerard sat in the passenger seat, head against the window.
"Where to?" I said cheerfully.
"Belleville.. I'll walk home."
"No! Where do you live.. I'll take you Gee.."
"Don't call me that."
"I saved you, we're close."
"I don't know the first thing about you. Drop me off at the Farmers Market."
I went through so much bullshit for him and he's just going to.. leave me?!
"You don't get it. We're going to my house."
"Excuse me lady, are you crazy?" he screamed.
I glared at him, he looked me straight in the eye. Black and soulless, deep and unique. I wonder what he sees in my eyes?
"I sucked the doctor off so you could go home. You can't just..-.. you don't understand. I'm not crazy."
"Wait?! What the fuck?!" he gasped. I shook my head.
I didn't say anything after that. He just huffed and looked out the window again."
It was an hour or so into the drive to my house I finally said something. "The nurse thought I'd tried to kill you. Proved her wrong when you mumbled something about that psycho that ran out of the hell house."
"I talked about him?!"
"Yeah first thing you said. 'Kill Mikey'... don't worry Gerard, I'll get you your revenge."
Gerard ran a hand through his hair. And shook his head.
"That's not Mikey. That's Frank. I need to find him."
"Why? So he can hurt you again? ..So whose Mikey anyways.. if you don't mind me asking."
".. I normally don't open up. But you saved me from eternal sleep, so I guess you deserve to know. Or are you just a pawn.. that doesn't mean shit. I normally use people.. and-.."
I rolled my eyes. "Stop stalling."
"Mikey's my brother." he said bluntly.
"Why do you wanna kill your brother..?"
"You wouldn't understand."
I shook my head. "People underestimate me. Compassion for instance, and even for a second you think I'll show the slightest bit of mercy . You're wrong Mr.Way. Very wrong,I don't give a shit if you walk on two legs, or four. Ive been through shit you can't even imagine."
"I don't know about that.. what is it?-.."
"Lindsey Ballato."
Gerard smirked at me, I gave him one right back. Those sharp black moons staring me down.
"Have any cigs?" he murmured.
"Purse.."
He reached over into my black vinyl purse and went through, he pulled shit out, searching.
I heard the scraping of receipts, but it was the silence that worried me. His breathe hitched.
I stopped the car in the middle of the street and turned to look at him.
Gerard's hand was bloody. Cars honked at us.
"What the fuck is in here?"
"..A lot of things" I panicked.
"If they are used tampons, I swear.. "
My mouth agape, "It's not..just give me my purse."
He handed me my purse and stuck one of the bloody fingers in his mouth.
He sucked on the others afterwards.
"That's fresh.."
"You know a lot about blood.."
"Yeah, what's in your damn bag?"
"Don't ask questions you don't want the answers to." I said curtly.
Gerard wiped his spit on his jeans and started to stare at me again as I started the car back up.
"What?"
"I think I've grown to find you a bit more interesting.."
"Because I have a pool of blood in my god damn bag." I growled.
"I'm no saint either, Ballato."
I kept quiet.. but he spoke again, shortly.
"So, whose is it?"
"That smug nurse. Fucking cunt." I growled, despite myself.
He nodded and smirked at me.
Notes
Hey queers.
Chapter two of punishment, but don't worry. You'll like Lindsey's fate. I already discussed it with one or two of you in the comment section.. when I was talking about requests.
Oh and check this star wars link out! >>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uj1ykZWtPYI
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