Frank's POV
I was pushed against the wall. I fell from a blow to my head. That pain in my arm came again. He had injected me. I was dragged by my hair to that house again. We were there within minutes. Gerard dropped me on the floor and walked back towards the door.
"be back in one minute my sweetheart." He blew a kiss at me. I cringed. MY PHONE. I grabbed it and started to text Bradley. He was more important than the police. But i couldn't keep my fingers moving, and Gerard came in.
He ran over and chucked my phone at the wall. It shattered into what seemed millions of pieces. Then he moved to me.
"I've seen you dream, Frankie Babes, and they are of me. I watch you sleep. Watch you writh as you say my name. I love it." His voice was husky and filled with lust. It made me cry.
He removed my clothes, with me failing to stop him. I was in my boxers at this point. He pulled them, painfully slowly, down. I just wanted this over with. To get away. My eyes closed for a second, and when they were open, he had no clothes on. Just a condom. He pulled me up from sitting against the wall by the wrists. I was turned around, and he let me lean against the wall again. He pressed himself up behind me, and I could feel his erect unit pressing in me. Gerard kissed my neck as he shoved his fingers in my mouth. Once they were wet with saliva, he put them inside of me. First one, then two, then three. I cried at the pain. I was numb inside, apart from that pain. He pulled out and I was relieved.
Then, he shot into me with his member, slowly thrusting. I cried even more.
"Please, stop, ge-roff." I mumbled between sobs. I could feel his muscles tensing. He pulled out, yanked off his condom, and entered once more.
"I want you to FEEL me." No, no no no no no. Get out of me.
He got faster. Faster and faster and faster. Then harder. He started moaning my name between curses. He grabbed my bare hips and pulled them back and forth. He finally came. The feel of warm cum inside of me made me so shocked. I dropped to the floor. I hate myself. The drug had wore off a little, and I scrambled to put my clothes on. When I was clothed, still feeling exposed, Gerard pushed me on the floor on my stomach. He lied on top of me and whispered in my ear.
"If you tell anyone, " he played with my hair, "I'll tell people about Bradley's emo wrist slitting. Then I'll make him my fuck buddy. Then I'll do the same to Alex, kill your mummy and daddy, and kill you." He grabbed my hair and yanked my head back, "That okay with you?" he purred. I nodded my head as even more tears fell down my face. "Good, expect to see me soon." He kissed my cheek, and let me walk free.
As soon as I got out, I ran to Bradley's. Should I tell him? No, no I can't. I just need to comfort him. As I reached his house, I wiped my tears free, and ran inside to his room. His parents weren't home because the cars were gone. I saw him asleep, with a tear stained face, curled in a ball against the wall. His arms had dry blood all over them. I ran over to him and hugged him, and Bradley woke up.
"I'm so so so so sorry Brads, so sorry, so sorry, I love you baby, I'm so sorry." After that we just hugged and cried. We fell asleep. I felt slightly safe in his arms. Safe from Gerard.
A/N: Kay, how was the rape scene? Fun? Because of course rape is fun! Same with self harming! Hate to be a mood killer or whatever, (haha, killjoy.) but if you do suffer from any problems like that or shizzle, or just bad thoughts, talk to Childline :) create an account. Their thing does not show in your computer history, and you don't even have to give your name! Yeah, I talk to them about, *cough cough*... problems. On a happier note, I don't think I will kill anyone!(Story, that's not my problem why I talk to childline) Depends though... Next chapter in Gerard's POV, and I'm off for a shower so I don't smell when I see a guy I like in art tomorrow. Yes I ramble about my life too much. Anyway, my precioussssss (I have a hint of gollum in me) R+R 3