"Um, well, you know I told you my parents moved away?" I nodded. "That was kinda not true… our dad lives about ten minutes away, and he's an… alcoholic. He gets pretty violent." he muttered. I stared at him.

"Oh god, I'm sorry." I said, looking round at Mikey too.

"He's not gonna be happy if he finds out I'm gay, let alone that I have a boyfriend." He muttered.

"Ok, do you want me to go?"

"No, you've got nowhere to go, you'll just have to hide somewhere." he said, grabbing my arm and pulling me up the stairs. He opened the door of the bathroom.

"Gerard, it's ok, I'll leave. I don't wanna get you in trouble."

"It's fine."

"No, seriously."

"Alright, if you want to." he said. Two seconds later we heard the front door open and a slightly slurred angry voice yell out.

"GERARD!"

"Shit." Gerard pushed me into the bathroom. "Stay in there, lock the door and don't make a sound." he told me, before shutting the door. I did as he said and locked the door, as quietly as I could.

"IS THIS TRUE?" a voice came from just outside the door, making me jump. "YOU'VE DECIDED TO FIND YOURSELF A FUCKING BOYFRIEND?"

"No! Mikey was joking; it's just a little joke between us."

"I don't want you to even joke about that. It's disgusting. You understand me?"

"Yes." I heard Gerard whisper.

"Don't want anyone thinking my kids are fucking faggots that go around fucking other guys, ok?" There was a slight silence. "GERARD DO YOU UNDERSTAND! IT'S DISGUSTING."

"Shut up." said Gerard. There was another silence, then a smack. I heard Gerard cry out in pain.

"Why are you telling me to shut up? Are you bent?"

"Look dad, I'm gay! Ok?" Gerard yelled at him. There was another smack, and I shut my eyes tight, praying he would be ok.

"What the fuck are you talking about? Have you got a boyfriend then?"

"Yeah."

"Why aren't you dressed? Wait… have you been…?"

"No, we haven't…" Gerard lied.

"Well where is he!"

"He's not here!"

"Bullshit." I heard footsteps going into Gerard's room. I looked around the bathroom, panicking. What if he checked in here? I caught sight of myself in the mirror – I looked like sex – my eyeliner was smudged and my hair was sticking up all over the place. I suddenly heard footsteps right outside the door again. My heart started thumping and I switched off the light and jumped into the bath, pulling the shower curtain round to hide me. "Why's this locked?"

"Oh, the lock's jammed."

"I guess I'd better sort that out then." I heard the lock being tampered with.

"Dad! Don't open it!" said Gerard.

"You've just given me more reason to want to open it you little faggot." The door opened and I heard two people walk in.

A/N: Sorry this is only a short chapter, but I felt it needed to stop there, so another cliffhanger!
Oh yeah, and I said there would be fourteen chapters, but there's actually one more after this.