20 Rules.

Tenth rule: Detention 2/3


Frank’s P.O.V

Gerard held my hand tightly as he slowly pulled me towards him again, I would be lying if I said I wasn’t pissed. Gerard made me do something, that obviously was bad and I did not know what I did. Did I get drunk again? I just remember Brendon, Gerard and I in the kitchen for some reason. I turned my face towards Gee’s and faked a smile, I didn’t feel tough enough to reject him or his desires. He could kick me out, would he do that? No. I loved him and he loved me! I stared into his hazel eyes, his were filled with lust and mine were filled with anger and anxiety. He pulled me onto his lap and smirked at me, he did this often. But he usually weren’t this forceful. Gerard placed his soft lips on my neck and gently began sucking, I groaned a bit trying to get off him.
“Gerard.. S-to-p” I said in a mixture of groans, whining and moans. He stopped and looked at me, then pulled my shirt up a bit, then began sucking on my stomach again.
Why wouldn’t he stop? He used to be mild, he used to respect where the line crossed. Gerard was leaving violet marks up and down my stomach, I’d normally like this. But right now, I felt disgusting. I felt like a slut, did he only love me when he got pleasure or sex? I pushed myself away from him, causing him to look pissed but confused at me.
“I said stop!” I said with a harsh voice, Gee’s eyes widened and his head fell down to his hands. My stomach dropped, I hurt him. This kept going, I don’t know for how long. It felt like hours, and I couldn’t get myself to move even though my legs started hurting. Gerard finally showed his face, this time with red puffy eyes. I started fiddling with hands and tried not to look at him, he got up from his bed,
“I’ll go uh take a shower...Just try to get some sleep.. I’ll sleep on the floor.” Gerard’s familiar voice said, it sounded raspy. I teared up, I didn’t want him to sleep on the floor, I didn’t want to hurt him, but he crossed my line. I looked after him as he entered the small bathroom connected to his room, sorry. Our room. I heard as he turned on the shower, but I could hear him crying. I got over to his bed and snuggled up as close to the wall as possible. I decided to check my phone as I sobbed to myself, I knew I was on a group chat with the guys from the party and Gee.


The day after. ~

I woke up early. seeing Gerard on the floor, fully clothed, his closed eyes were red and puffy.
I decided to get him up in the bed, we had about two hours before we should head to school and since he was clothed, he could sleep for an hour or so.I grabbed his arms as I lifted him onto his comfortable bed. He groaned, and clinged onto my arm. He started mumbling, and I noticed how he would flinch when I touched his arms. I lifted up one of his sleeves to see bruises all over his arm, I didn’t think much about it. I was probably from the fight. I let him sleep, I hopped downstairs and turned on their TV, then let out a loud sight. I was confused as to why we had to be like this right now.
I slowly made my way towards the kitchen where I found Mikey standing, dazing a bit off, with a cup of coffee in his boney hand. I chuckled lightly,
“Morning, Mikey.” I said in a croaky voice, Mikey let out a small mumble and turned around.
“What’s happening with Gee and you, Frank?” He grumbled and I could feel my face freeze. Was it that noticeable? I stood completely still, Mikey looked sternly at me.
“I, love him. But, I just..” I said, already feeling the tears build up inside me. Mikey nodded,
“I know you love him, you better fucking do. Because I’ve never seen Gerard love someone this much before. “ He put his cup on the counter and stepped closer to me. His taller figure scared me a bit, and it started to remind me of when my father would get too close, he would usually start beating me at this moment. Mikey frowned at me, obviously noticing my fear, he then stepped a bit backwards.
“I’m serious Frank. “ Mikey continued, “I know Gerard can be over the top sometimes, I know he has a facade, that confident, sexual, but inside that, when you get through, he’s a caring, loving teddybear!” He said clearly annoyed at me. I nodded and then felt his arms around me, he smelled like coffee.
“He’s just pressuring me sometimes..” I mumbled, not sure if I should tell Mikey about it or not.

Gerard’s P.O.V

I woke up, in my bed, I knew Frankie had probably tugged me up in it. I stood up and yawned, I had slept with all of my clothes on so I just had to brush my hair and teeth.
I did my things inside the small bathroom connected to my room, then made my way downstairs where I saw Frankie and Mikey sitting in the couch with coffee and breakfest.
My stomach did a clinch and I wanted to throw up, fall to the ground and cry. I knew I had to be with Frankie the whole day, but this was probably also going to be my last day. I wiped the new tears away and turned around to the kitchen instead, then made myself a cup of coffee, I also grabbed a few painkillers and dropped them in the cup. I heard footsteps behind me as I sipped my coffee, then a small hug from behind, it was Frankie. I turned around with the fakest smile ever, and I knew his was fake as well.
“You don’t have to pretend to like me, Frank.” I mumbled as my fake smile turned to a frown. His did as well. He then nodded, and I could feel my tears wanting to burst out.
“Anyways, are you ready to go?” I said with a dry and croaky voice. I knew I’d hurt him, and It hurt me so bad, I couldn’t go through the day while thinking these things.

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