When I had come home my mother, much like any other over protective mama bear, went into action and demanded to know who had served such violence towards her innocent little Frankie.

The nickname sent chills down my spine because Gerard called me that, and quite frankly I didn't want anything Gerard said or did tied along to me. It's bad enough to poor guy is basically stalking me.

On Monday I walked in with promises to myself that I wouldn't let Gerard control me. Of course, as I waltz into school like I own the damn place, my ego deflated. People gave me odd, disapproving looks before turning back to whatever they had been doing before I made a fool of myself.

''Hey, Frank!" Vanessa says with a beaming smile. I was scared she would notice the scratches that littered my face, and she did - which, of course she would. She is Vanessa Tucker - and she instantly went to blaming Gerard.

''He hurt you, didn't he? I knew I shouldn't have left you alone! I couldn't stop being so scared and you got hurt! Frank, I'm so so so sorry!''

She was genuine, which is enough for me. Shaking my head and limping close enough to hug her, I do exactly that - wrap my arms around her and assure her I was alright.

And, I am alright - after freaking out for a few hours because I was fifty percent sure I had internal damage because of the last stomach blow Gerard gave me, I discovered that as long as I attacked my bottom lip with my teeth I would be calm enough to eventually sleep.

''You're a good friend Vanessa, and I told you to leave okay? Don't bash yourself up too awfully bad, alright? You have done absolutely nothing wrong Gerard has. He is the one that decided to beat me up, not you alright? So...do me a favor and calm down, because you're freaking me out by freaking out,'' I tell her with a light chuckle, earning one back from her.

''You're a great friend, Iero. I've only known you for three damn weeks, but these have been the best three weeks of my life.'' She pauses now, a giggle emitting from her throat, ''except for the time I stole Principal Willis's five hundred dollar gold watch. Now that was the best day of my life.''

With a shake to the head, I make a friendly gesture to wrap my arm around her shoulders and be make our way to class, ignoring the patronizing glares we received.

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''Yo!'' I heard the almost boyish voice shout, ''Iero! Yo, Iero! Wait up!'' The funny thing is, Gerard actually thought I would wait up - and I'm actually not. At least, not after that beating he gave me.

Despite the pain that soared through my body, I took off in a sprint down the cluttered hallway, stopping because when I turned the corner, I crashed into a wall-like structure, only to come to find out it with Ray Toro, and he did not look happy.

Gerard finally caught up, looking amused. He was taunting me, his eyes bragging. Did you really think you would get away, Iero? Really? I'm Gerard Way - you can't ever escape my wrath.

''Thanks Ray,'' Gerard grunts, taking me from his minions hold and tossing me over his shoulder, briskly walking to the boys room and made Ray come in, his body blocking the way so I couldn't escape.

''Let me go!'' I snap, glaring at him. He was amused, obviously. Although, was he ever not amused? He ruined lives and built up quite the status, why should he be the least bit sad?

''Why should I do that? You're so much fun Frankie, didn't you enjoy our conversation last time? I mean, I know I did.''

My fears started getting the best of me when Gerard's eyes which are usually twinkling with mischief got dark as coal.

''Although, you have been quite the problem for me. I've been trying to make this easy for you Frankie, but you keep making it harder for yourself. I mean, you were quite disrespectful last time we had our little chat...did we not?''

I tremble, and it wasn't from the fact the AC was on full blast. Gerard wanted me to say something, anything, and I was going to if the door hadn't started to budge, someone trying to come in.

''Let me in!'' a gruff, angry voice snaps. I recognized the voice - it's Bob Bryar, the two of three bastards that follow Gerard around like he's their life line.

Ray lets him in, and Mikey Way - Gerard sixteen year old brother - comes in, looking at me apologetic eyes. It was hard for me to believe him, though. So I didn't.

''Stop playing with your food, Way. Just get on with it already, I have things to do with Nelly soon.'' Bob grunts, his upper lip curling in a sneer slightly.

My stomach clenches. What was Gerard and his crones going to do to me? Were they just going to beat me up again, or something worse?

''Don't look so scared, Frankie.'' Gerard says softly - the same soft tone he had used right before he punched me in the stomach the first time.

Uh-oh.

''You're so pretty...'' he looked like someone had just pleasured him, and it repulsed him. Was he going to make me do the same thing he made that Daffeny girl do to him? Was he going to make me suck him off?

''Please....'' I whimper, scared beyond belief. Gerard knew I caught on before his once caring smile turned into a cruel smirk.

''Get down on your knees, Iero.'' he barks, watching me intently. I felt like crying, and the rest of them must have noticed because Mikey pipes in.

''Gerard, he's only fifteen, can't you just push him around a little? I mean, at least that Daffeny girl was seventeen, but are you really going to use a fifteen year old to get you off? It's wrong, don't you think?'' Mikey asks, sending me a look I couldn't decipher before going back to looking at his monster of a brother.

Gerard smirks. ''Aw, does little Moikey have a crush on Fwankie poo? How sweet!'' His words were bitter despite the fake humor in them, and I found myself on my knees suddenly, Gerard's hand gripping a fist full of my hair.

''Bryar, hold him down by his shoulders.'' he commands, unbuckling his belt and then unsnapping his jeans, finally undoing his zipper at an agonizing pace. He was hard in his boxers, and he looked big. Not monster sized or anything, but then again I'm fifteen and I've never even seen any other penises other than those in pornos and my own.

''Suck, Iero,'' Gerard groans, slipping his boxers down so his dick could spring into full view. Tears enter my eyes as he shoves my face closer to his member, and I wondered if I started crying if he would sympathize me.

''I-I don't want too! I...I want to wait for the one I l-love! The one I know I'll be with forever and he I-isn't you, Gerard s-so please, just let me go! I won't tell anyone, I promise!'' I cry, trying to squirm away but Bob held me firmly in place.

Gerard chuckled. ''Imagine I'm the one you want to live for then, Frankie. Do what you have to with that imagination of yours, just get a suckin' or else I'm going to start getting angry.''

I whimper before wrapping my mouth around his pulsating member, and he let out a throaty moan. I bobbed my head, like they do in all the porn movies I watched online at one point, and hollowed my cheeks which Gerard seemed to like because he thrusts me further along his member, moaning when he hit the back of my throat.

Gagging, I force myself to relax and then keep bobbing, knowing it would be over soon. But when it is over what's going to happen? Is Gerard going to actually rape me, or just leave?

Gerard came with a low, throaty moan, not releasing my hair until he made sure I swallowed every last drop of his sperm.

He pulls away, his pants and boxers getting pulled up. Gerard merely looks at me, smiling fondly like I had done something right for once.

''Good job, Iero. You're not exactly useless.'' He praises before leaving, Bob and Ray following.

I thought Mikey was going to make me so something to him but he simply gets a brown paper towel from the dispenser and then wets it, ringing it out so it was sopping and then crouches down in front of me, a gentle look in his eyes. A look Gerard never has.

''I'm sorry my brother made you do that,'' he whisper softly before getting the dried cum from around my lips, and once I was all clean he helps me up.

''You won't tell anyone, right?'' Mikey asks suddenly, looking worried. ''What he did is wrong, I get it, but I love my brother and if he goes to jail I don't know what I would do with myself so please, don't tell. Please.''

Mikey, despite his brothers repulsive decisions, loves Gerard, so I nod my head weakly, making my way out of the bathroom in a haste and I decided to skip the last two blocks, knowing I would just throw up during one of them, anyway.

When I got home, my mom was at work so I went to the bathroom and left the door open and I promptly threw my guts up.

After what felt like years I finally stopped, sobbing and crying as I grew close to hysterics. Finally, as I cleaned myself up, I grab a new razor that you shave with, breaking the top yellow part so it fell out.

Picking it up, I press it against my wrist, ready to cut but I stopped because I knew this is what Gerard wanted. He wanted to break me, and cutting myself is basically saying he won.

Slowly, I drop the razor and slip down against the wall, knees against my chest. I stayed like that for two hours until my mom got home, and then I went to my bedroom and cried for two more hours until I promptly fell asleep.

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