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Chapter 12 (The End)
1 ReviewsThe end of this story :) Thank you all who stuck around!
Ray's POV
For the first few nights in Chicago we stay in a hotel. Then we end up buying a small apartment which isn’t not as bad as my last one, but not exactly top of the line either. The apartment came half furnished with just the necessary appliances. For the first night there, we use the few blankets and pillows we brought along to make a makeshift bed. The next day, we take a taxi to find a furniture store and are grateful that there’s one down the road from our building. It’s a resale shop so we end up getting a double bed, a couch, a television set, and some other stuff for cheap. We pay extra for a truck to drop the stuff off at our building and for two workers to help us bring the furniture up to our third story apartment. We decide not to buy a car, and drive by taxi instead until we have enough money to spare for a car.
When we are finally all settled in we are a lot less stressed. Then we decide it would be in everyone’s best interest if we cut off all communication from our family. It would be as if we were starting over with a blank slate, so we leave our families behind along with our pasts and start anew.
I take up a job at a bar playing guitar every night, and Gerard works at a cafe. Mikey is unemployed at the moment as he is very torn up about the abuse his father put him through. He is in group therapy twice a week, and sees a private therapist the other weekdays. Gerard seems to be handling his abusive past better than his brother, but maybe that’s because he was more used to it than Mikey was.
Gerard still has dreams of going to an art school, but we just don’t have enough money to spare in order to make his dream come true. Gerard and I also decide that it would be better if Mikey is the one who goes to college after the therapy is over because he is still so young and has a promising chance. I can see Gerard is torn up about it but he cares a lot more for Mikey and puts his own wants aside.
One night I get home to find that Gerard is sitting at the desk while staring at my laptop’s screen. Cries, whimpers, and moans are coming softly from the laptop’s speakers. I look over to see that Mikey is asleep on the couch and completely unaware. I cautiously make my way through the room and look at the laptop’s screen. I am in complete shock as I watch a very young Gerard being raped by his father.
I slam the laptop shut and turn on the lamp that is sitting on the desk. I force myself to look at Gerard and I gasp; his eyes are bloodshot, tears stain his soft cheeks, and he is shaking violently. That is not the biggest shock of this whole thing though, because in his hand is a sharp knife and his wrist is covered in blood. I watch as some of the blood falls onto the hardwood floor and I kneel down beside him. “Gerard...” I say quietly as I take the knife from his hand.
“What?” He asks hoarsely, not making eye contact with me.
“Why did you do this? How did you get that DVD?” I take off my shirt and wrap it around his wound.
He doesn’t respond as I lift him up off the chair and help him into the bathroom. “Gerard, how did you get that?” I say more sternly as I sit him down on the toilet and take my shirt off of his wrist.
“I made a copy of the original and brought it with me.” He chokes out as I clean his cuts.
“Why would you do that?” I ask.
“To remember what he did to me.” Gerard is speaking in a monotone now as I bandage his wrist.
“Why would you want to remember such a horrible thing?” I am close to tears.
“I...” He trails off and looks at me. “I-I don’t know, Ray...I don’t know...”
I sigh and I dab a moist towel on his bloodshot eyes. He leans closer to me as I wipe the tears from his cheeks, then I get fresh pajamas for him and help him dress. I help him into bed and sit on the edge of it, I clear my throat before speaking. “I think it would benefit you if you go to a private therapist.” I say.
Gerard nods and I am thankful that he is agreeable to therapy. I stay with him until he falls asleep and then I go into the living room. I take the CD out of my laptop and go out onto the balcony, I smash it against the ground until it shatters. After, I kick the pieces off of the balcony and return into the house. Getting into my sleeping bag on the living room’s floor I sigh and try to get some sleep.
Months pass by and the brothers get progressively better, they don’t need so much therapy now and only go to a group session about once or twice a week. Gerard has taken up his job again at the cafe and Mikey now works at a bookstore.
We are eating pizza for dinner and are all settled around the small table. We are making jokes and laughing, as well as talking about our days went, just like a normal group of friends would. In that moment all of our pasts are forgotten and it is almost as if we never went through those horrific things together. Gerard helps me clean up after dinner while Mikey goes out for a walk.
“I hope you know that he’s purposely leaving us alone.” Gerard mutters as he dries the dishes.
“I kind of figured that.” I respond and put the leftover pizza in the fridge.
“Well, I guess we should talk.” He sighs.
I look over at him. “About what?”
“Don’t play dumb with me. You know that our relationship has gone downhill ever since that night I left you.” His eyes meet mine. “I never meant to hurt you, Ray. I just wanted to get home as fast as I could so that I could try and save Mikey before father hurt him. I would never ever want to hurt you...”
“I know you wouldn’t, Gee.” I walk closer to him. “I just couldn’t believe I had you back after losing you for so many years. I followed the police leads they had on you and your father; I went from city to city trying to bring you back to me.”
A soft shade of pink appears on Gerard’s cheeks. “Why would you go through all that trouble, just for me?” He asks.
I use my body to press his gently on the fridge, my pants are getting tighter as I look into his beautiful eyes. “I did it because I love you, Gerard.” My voice goes a little rough and I clear my throat before speaking again. “I just couldn’t stand the thought of never seeing you again. I hated the thought of never kissing your lips, or holding you...the thought of never touching you again.”
Gerard’s face is completely red now as I lean closer to him. Fuck is he adorable when he’s embarrassed. “I’ve never loved anyone else, just you. It was only ever you, Gerard, no one else.”
He stutters as he speaks, “W-what about all those prostitutes you were with?”
“How could I love a prostitute?” I chuckle.
“W-well you just said you love me.” Gerard bites his bottom lip.
I shake my head. “You’re not a prostitute, Gee, not anymore at least. You’re a beautiful young man, and the man I want to spend the rest of my days with.”
I can see the tears glaze over Gerard’s big, beautiful hazel eyes, and I use my thumb to wipe the tears away. I press my lips to his and he wraps his arms around my neck as he crushes his lips to mine. We moan against each other as we kiss desperately, and in that moment I remember how much I have missed this. I pick him up and carry him into the bedroom, I lay him down on the bed as we continue to kiss with great passion. I move down to kiss his neck as he struggles to take his tight jeans off. I pull away to help him with his fly, and lick my lips as I see the bulge in his underwear. We undress quickly as we cannot wait any longer and within minutes we are ready to start. I roll a condom onto myself and prepare Gerard with lubrication.
“You sure you want this, baby?” I ask as I line myself up with him.
He nods. “Ray, I’ve been waiting too fucking long for this.”
I smile and kiss his lips as I thrust gently into him. Gerard immediately moans as I enter him and he begs for more. I thrust in and out of him faster now, and my hips are uncontrollable. He starts to thrust back as things get more intense.
“Oh God, Ray! Fuck me hard!” He moans loud and arches his back as he screams, “I’m so close!”
I’m close as well and I thrust as hard as I can, pounding into him and hitting his spot over and over. His moans are amazing, and his muscles squeezing around me are amazing. Hell, who am I kidding? Everything about him is amazing. “Gerard I love you!” I scream and orgasm, filling him up.
Gerard’s eyes roll back as he comes onto his stomach. He is gasping and can only manage a weak, “I love you too.”
I smile and get off of him, I lay beside him. I wrap the sheets around the both of us and hold Gerard in my arms as he falls asleep. I kiss his forehead and whisper, “It’s finally all over, honey. We can live our lives now and be together. It’s just like we wanted.” I close my eyes and fall asleep.
EPILOGUE
Years pass and we finally have enough money to buy a decent sized home. Mikey moves out to live with his new girlfriend after he completes college. He majors in graphic designing and has made an excellent career for himself. Gerard doesn’t go to art school and we decide to start a band together. He is a very good singer and tells me that his late grandmother had taught him everything he knows about singing. We mostly cover songs by the Misfits and play at local venues; our band also has a decent sized fan following and we make good money from it.
When things start to turn for the better we decide to adopt a child. She’s about one year old and was abandoned at the side of the street when she was about a week old. Gerard is the one to name her and he calls her Bandit Lee.
I smile a lot these days. I smile because now I finally have a whole family, a loving family without any hate towards another. I smile because Gerard isn’t depressed anymore and he smiles like he means it. He has stopped hurting himself, and has a reason to live now because he has a loving family. Our past has not been completely forgotten, but instead of being a burden it is a source of strength. Gerard now speaks publicly about what him and his younger brother went through and how he has dealt positively with the everlasting effects. What he speaks about is said to have helped many victims of sexual abuse.
I look at life in a much different light now, a positive light of course. Yes, life is great, and it only gets better from here.
THE END
I would like to thank those who stayed with this story until the end, to those who reviewed and rated. Without you I would not be motivated enough to continue on with it. I hope you all enjoyed this story and how it ended. I'm a fan of happy endings without any character deaths so here you go :) A nice little ending to a dramatic story. Thank you all once again and please be sure to check out my next story, The Bet! You can find it on my profile!
xo,
H
For the first few nights in Chicago we stay in a hotel. Then we end up buying a small apartment which isn’t not as bad as my last one, but not exactly top of the line either. The apartment came half furnished with just the necessary appliances. For the first night there, we use the few blankets and pillows we brought along to make a makeshift bed. The next day, we take a taxi to find a furniture store and are grateful that there’s one down the road from our building. It’s a resale shop so we end up getting a double bed, a couch, a television set, and some other stuff for cheap. We pay extra for a truck to drop the stuff off at our building and for two workers to help us bring the furniture up to our third story apartment. We decide not to buy a car, and drive by taxi instead until we have enough money to spare for a car.
When we are finally all settled in we are a lot less stressed. Then we decide it would be in everyone’s best interest if we cut off all communication from our family. It would be as if we were starting over with a blank slate, so we leave our families behind along with our pasts and start anew.
I take up a job at a bar playing guitar every night, and Gerard works at a cafe. Mikey is unemployed at the moment as he is very torn up about the abuse his father put him through. He is in group therapy twice a week, and sees a private therapist the other weekdays. Gerard seems to be handling his abusive past better than his brother, but maybe that’s because he was more used to it than Mikey was.
Gerard still has dreams of going to an art school, but we just don’t have enough money to spare in order to make his dream come true. Gerard and I also decide that it would be better if Mikey is the one who goes to college after the therapy is over because he is still so young and has a promising chance. I can see Gerard is torn up about it but he cares a lot more for Mikey and puts his own wants aside.
One night I get home to find that Gerard is sitting at the desk while staring at my laptop’s screen. Cries, whimpers, and moans are coming softly from the laptop’s speakers. I look over to see that Mikey is asleep on the couch and completely unaware. I cautiously make my way through the room and look at the laptop’s screen. I am in complete shock as I watch a very young Gerard being raped by his father.
I slam the laptop shut and turn on the lamp that is sitting on the desk. I force myself to look at Gerard and I gasp; his eyes are bloodshot, tears stain his soft cheeks, and he is shaking violently. That is not the biggest shock of this whole thing though, because in his hand is a sharp knife and his wrist is covered in blood. I watch as some of the blood falls onto the hardwood floor and I kneel down beside him. “Gerard...” I say quietly as I take the knife from his hand.
“What?” He asks hoarsely, not making eye contact with me.
“Why did you do this? How did you get that DVD?” I take off my shirt and wrap it around his wound.
He doesn’t respond as I lift him up off the chair and help him into the bathroom. “Gerard, how did you get that?” I say more sternly as I sit him down on the toilet and take my shirt off of his wrist.
“I made a copy of the original and brought it with me.” He chokes out as I clean his cuts.
“Why would you do that?” I ask.
“To remember what he did to me.” Gerard is speaking in a monotone now as I bandage his wrist.
“Why would you want to remember such a horrible thing?” I am close to tears.
“I...” He trails off and looks at me. “I-I don’t know, Ray...I don’t know...”
I sigh and I dab a moist towel on his bloodshot eyes. He leans closer to me as I wipe the tears from his cheeks, then I get fresh pajamas for him and help him dress. I help him into bed and sit on the edge of it, I clear my throat before speaking. “I think it would benefit you if you go to a private therapist.” I say.
Gerard nods and I am thankful that he is agreeable to therapy. I stay with him until he falls asleep and then I go into the living room. I take the CD out of my laptop and go out onto the balcony, I smash it against the ground until it shatters. After, I kick the pieces off of the balcony and return into the house. Getting into my sleeping bag on the living room’s floor I sigh and try to get some sleep.
Months pass by and the brothers get progressively better, they don’t need so much therapy now and only go to a group session about once or twice a week. Gerard has taken up his job again at the cafe and Mikey now works at a bookstore.
We are eating pizza for dinner and are all settled around the small table. We are making jokes and laughing, as well as talking about our days went, just like a normal group of friends would. In that moment all of our pasts are forgotten and it is almost as if we never went through those horrific things together. Gerard helps me clean up after dinner while Mikey goes out for a walk.
“I hope you know that he’s purposely leaving us alone.” Gerard mutters as he dries the dishes.
“I kind of figured that.” I respond and put the leftover pizza in the fridge.
“Well, I guess we should talk.” He sighs.
I look over at him. “About what?”
“Don’t play dumb with me. You know that our relationship has gone downhill ever since that night I left you.” His eyes meet mine. “I never meant to hurt you, Ray. I just wanted to get home as fast as I could so that I could try and save Mikey before father hurt him. I would never ever want to hurt you...”
“I know you wouldn’t, Gee.” I walk closer to him. “I just couldn’t believe I had you back after losing you for so many years. I followed the police leads they had on you and your father; I went from city to city trying to bring you back to me.”
A soft shade of pink appears on Gerard’s cheeks. “Why would you go through all that trouble, just for me?” He asks.
I use my body to press his gently on the fridge, my pants are getting tighter as I look into his beautiful eyes. “I did it because I love you, Gerard.” My voice goes a little rough and I clear my throat before speaking again. “I just couldn’t stand the thought of never seeing you again. I hated the thought of never kissing your lips, or holding you...the thought of never touching you again.”
Gerard’s face is completely red now as I lean closer to him. Fuck is he adorable when he’s embarrassed. “I’ve never loved anyone else, just you. It was only ever you, Gerard, no one else.”
He stutters as he speaks, “W-what about all those prostitutes you were with?”
“How could I love a prostitute?” I chuckle.
“W-well you just said you love me.” Gerard bites his bottom lip.
I shake my head. “You’re not a prostitute, Gee, not anymore at least. You’re a beautiful young man, and the man I want to spend the rest of my days with.”
I can see the tears glaze over Gerard’s big, beautiful hazel eyes, and I use my thumb to wipe the tears away. I press my lips to his and he wraps his arms around my neck as he crushes his lips to mine. We moan against each other as we kiss desperately, and in that moment I remember how much I have missed this. I pick him up and carry him into the bedroom, I lay him down on the bed as we continue to kiss with great passion. I move down to kiss his neck as he struggles to take his tight jeans off. I pull away to help him with his fly, and lick my lips as I see the bulge in his underwear. We undress quickly as we cannot wait any longer and within minutes we are ready to start. I roll a condom onto myself and prepare Gerard with lubrication.
“You sure you want this, baby?” I ask as I line myself up with him.
He nods. “Ray, I’ve been waiting too fucking long for this.”
I smile and kiss his lips as I thrust gently into him. Gerard immediately moans as I enter him and he begs for more. I thrust in and out of him faster now, and my hips are uncontrollable. He starts to thrust back as things get more intense.
“Oh God, Ray! Fuck me hard!” He moans loud and arches his back as he screams, “I’m so close!”
I’m close as well and I thrust as hard as I can, pounding into him and hitting his spot over and over. His moans are amazing, and his muscles squeezing around me are amazing. Hell, who am I kidding? Everything about him is amazing. “Gerard I love you!” I scream and orgasm, filling him up.
Gerard’s eyes roll back as he comes onto his stomach. He is gasping and can only manage a weak, “I love you too.”
I smile and get off of him, I lay beside him. I wrap the sheets around the both of us and hold Gerard in my arms as he falls asleep. I kiss his forehead and whisper, “It’s finally all over, honey. We can live our lives now and be together. It’s just like we wanted.” I close my eyes and fall asleep.
EPILOGUE
Years pass and we finally have enough money to buy a decent sized home. Mikey moves out to live with his new girlfriend after he completes college. He majors in graphic designing and has made an excellent career for himself. Gerard doesn’t go to art school and we decide to start a band together. He is a very good singer and tells me that his late grandmother had taught him everything he knows about singing. We mostly cover songs by the Misfits and play at local venues; our band also has a decent sized fan following and we make good money from it.
When things start to turn for the better we decide to adopt a child. She’s about one year old and was abandoned at the side of the street when she was about a week old. Gerard is the one to name her and he calls her Bandit Lee.
I smile a lot these days. I smile because now I finally have a whole family, a loving family without any hate towards another. I smile because Gerard isn’t depressed anymore and he smiles like he means it. He has stopped hurting himself, and has a reason to live now because he has a loving family. Our past has not been completely forgotten, but instead of being a burden it is a source of strength. Gerard now speaks publicly about what him and his younger brother went through and how he has dealt positively with the everlasting effects. What he speaks about is said to have helped many victims of sexual abuse.
I look at life in a much different light now, a positive light of course. Yes, life is great, and it only gets better from here.
THE END
I would like to thank those who stayed with this story until the end, to those who reviewed and rated. Without you I would not be motivated enough to continue on with it. I hope you all enjoyed this story and how it ended. I'm a fan of happy endings without any character deaths so here you go :) A nice little ending to a dramatic story. Thank you all once again and please be sure to check out my next story, The Bet! You can find it on my profile!
xo,
H
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