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When I awoke, A7X had already finished performing. Looking around, I noticed the familiar walls of my room, and the people's faces staring at me with worried expressions.

Brian, Daddy, and three memers of My Chem were all hunched over me, making me slightly claustraphobic. I grimaced when peircing Hazel eyes gave off a cold, menacing, and hard glare. Topped off with a smirk of lust, I knew exactly who it was.

I rolled on my side towards my Daddy, who grabbed my hand, and put on my best sick-girl face I could muster up. "Daddy," I spoke hoarsely, and he frowned slightly. "Daddy, why does Gerard have to be here?" I asked him, closing my eyes again.

"Honey, he's only trying to help. He wanted to see how you were doing, Jenny." his voice was calm, but I knew that behind the voice his mind was screaming, "My girl is sick! My poor, poor little girl!".

"Awwwh, Jennifer, I'm not that bad..." Gerard's chuckle was light, and I tried not to convulse when he caressed my lower back.

"Daddy... I want to be alone. I'm tired." I spoke, faking a yawn. He scrunched his eyebrows together, obviously confused, but leaned over and kissed my forehead.

"Okay, sweetie. I'll let you sleep, darling." I heard him get up from his spot, and then the slight creaking of my door as it opened. "Guys, let Jenny sleep." he told the rest of the guys.

I slowly opened my eyes when Brian's hand traced my jawline, and watched as he leaned down towards my face. Cupping my face in his hands, he turned my head towards his and pressed his lips to mine.

It took me a second to realize what he was doing, and by the time I finally did, he had already ended the small kiss. His smile was warm, and I thought that I saw something in his eyes. "Bye, Little Sanders. You probably won't see me when you wake up. Have sweet dreams, Jen." he stood up from his position and walked out with Daddy. Glancing at Mikey and Ray, they both had mixed expressions. Ray wished me getting better, and Mikey hugged me tightly.

"Don't puke all over yourself if you have a nightmare, Jen." he smiled, and I laughed slightly. Ray and Mikey both walked to the door, and I heard their feet shuffle down the stairs. Daddy still was waiting outside the door.

"Gerard, you coming?" he asked impatiently. I smiled, so that was where I got my impatientness! I realized that Gerard had been here still.

"Yeah, just give me a second. I gotta talk to Jennifer." I hated the way he spoke my name, so nonchalant like he thought of me as a friend.

"Okay. Come downstairs, and don't forget to close the door when you're done." Daddy whispered, though I could clearly hear him. Gerard nodded, and waited until Daddy went downstairs to walk to the door and shut it quietly.

"Sanders, Sanders, Sanders," he smirked, walking towards the bed that I lay on. "that little thing that happened between you and Junior over here, he doesn't love you. You know that? He never will love you..." his voice was calm, but I heard the rage behind it.

"Don't you mean you, Way?" his Hazel eyes turned fiery, and he crawled over me on the bed, gripping my wrists in his hands. This time, he didn't hide the rage.

"What the fuck, bitch? Didn't I tell you to call me by my real name? Yes? I did?Then you sure as hell better call me by name, bitch. Because I will hunt you down and wish that you'd never called me Way." I could feel his emotion come off him, and knew as he stayed on top of me that he liked the feeling of domination.

"God, what do you want from me?!" I whined, turning my face as his lips brushed my cheek. "Gerard, fucking get off me!" I growled, writhing under him. He chuckled darkly.

"Fuck, Sanders... You saying my name gets me all hard... But you should already know that, slut." he pressed his lips to the corner of my mouth, and he pressed his bulge into me. Shit, he got hard fast!

"Gerard, stop!" I tried to glare at him, but his lips smashed down against mine, grinding his hard into me. He took my bottom lip in between his teeth as he worked on the button of my pants, biting down.

"Ger-Unnh...." I moaned involuntarily when he pulled my jeans off me, rubbing his hard in between my legs.

He smirked, and his hands worked at my breasts. "Sh-Shit...." I gasped slightly, trying hard not to lose myself completely to him. It looked like he was winning.

"Say my name again, bitch... Say it.." I knew that he was dying fir release, and I felt him take off his pants. "Fucking say it, Jen!" he took off my panties, and I felt his swollen shaft rub me.

"Gerard.... N-No! Stop! I don't want this!" I tried to control myself yet again, but I was being seduced by the man that knew me only too well.

"Fuck yeah you do, Sanders... I feel you, and you're so fucking hot and wet for me, baby... Shit, Sanders!" he slowly entered me, and I bit my bottom lip, trying not to cry out in pain as his size stretched me out.

"Gerard, stop! Please!" I knew that nothing would stop him. Not now, anyways. He pulled out of me fast, then slammed into that sacred pleasure point, making me moan out loudly. "Unnh! Yes!" I bit my bottom lip, and Gerard hit me forcefully again. "Gerard! God! Unnh! Fuck, no! Shit! Stop! Stop it!" I cried out, feeling myself tighten around his thick cock.

"Not for the fuckin' world!" he screamed out loudly. I faintly heard voices downstairs, but I wasn't sure if that was just my evil side telling me that I was loving everything.

Gerard stopped screaming quickly, and pulled out of me. He scrambled back, ugging his boxers up and his pants as well. He glanced hard at me. "Dont fucking lay there, bitch! Somebodies coming!" he growled, and I finally got the idea.

"Oh fuck!" I pulled up my panties and pants, and fixed my shirt quickly. "You are an absolute dick, you know that?!" I whispered furiously at him. He just smirked.

"Fuck yourself, Sanders." he walked over to the other side of the room, and I jumped when my door swung open and Toro glanced around the room, ready to fight anybody.

"Who do I need to kill?" he spoke all bodygaurd-ish, and I rolled my eyes.

"Nobody, Toro. Gerard was just leaving." I glared hard at Gerard, and he bit his bottom lip sexually.

"Yeah, Ray. I was just about to go..." Gerard walked out of my room, and Toro glanced at me.

"You and Gerard aren't.... going out, are you?" he asked slowly, choosing his words.

"Ew, no! Never in a million years! You have no idea how horrible that man is." I walked out of the room, and saw Mikey and Frank by the stairs.

"So, Frank, what do you think of my house?" Mikey smiled sweetly at Frank, and I giggled slightly.

"It's nice, Mikey..." he turned around, and saw me. "Jen!" he called loudly as I came walking down with Toro. "Heya, Jen! Mikey said that I could come over! Are you feeling better?" he asked me, and I smiled at his concern.

"I'm fine, Frankie. Don't need to get worked up over me." that got Mikey laughing, and I noticed that Gerard was sitting down on the couch. He stood up from there, and walked towards Frank.

"Frankie," his voice was directed at Frank, but his eyes stared at me. I shivered. "could you get me something to drink? I'm feeling very thirsty..." I felt his gaze on my bottom lip, and I knew that when he had taken it between his teeth, he had drawn a little blood.

Frank smiled and walked towards the fridge, but I stopped him by leaning on the door of it. "Frankie... Can I ask you a favor?" his eyes stared in mine with curiousity. "Can you tell me if my lip is bleeding?" he took two steps towards me, and I put my hands on his shoulders.

"You want me to check your lips?" he asked, his green eyes burning with need. I smirked as his hands touched my waist, pulling me close. I leaned in on him, and everybody stared with mixed expressions.

Gerard's was a look of hatred, Mikey and Jimmy's were looks of confusion, Tiffany was smiling, and Toro and Daddy had looks of protection. Frank pressed his lips to mine, and in that instant I knew that something about him was right. Frank's soft lips moved against mine, and I leaned on him when his pink tongue licked my bottom lip, begging for entrance. I slowly pulled away, smiling happily.

"Well, that was..." I glanced at everybody, and smiled even more. Dad and Toro's expressions were still protective, as was Tiffany's. Gerard had grabbed a bottle of beer and was gripping it tightly, his lips in a snarl. That made me happy. Brian had faced away from Frank and I, drinking some water. Mikey and Brian were nowhere to be seen.

"Did I over-do it?" Frank whispered into my ear, making me blush and giggle. His dazzling green eyes showed that he enjoyed the kiss.

"No, Frankie.... It was... Perfect." I smiled at him and gave him another quick kiss before walking towards my Daddy. Gerard tried grabbing my arm, but I shook it off.

"What was that all about?" he asked, his hazel eyes holding confusion. I shook my head slightly.

"Daddy, Gerard dared me to kiss Frankie. Right, Gerard?" I turned to Gerard, smiling sweetly and innocently.

He smiled at my Dad, but I knew he wanted to smash that beer bottle on my head for putting the kiss on him. "Yeah, Matt, like she said, I dared her to kiss... Frank. Fuck, I just remembered, I have to do some things before I get home." and with that he walked out of my house.

"Thank God, I'd thought he'd never leave!" Brian smiled, and jokingly checked his wrist, looking at a fake watch. I laughed slightly, and felt my phone buzz.

Looking at the text, I tried to hide my fear. In big letters, Gerard wrote:

you fucking wait, bitch. One day you'll be mine, and I'll treat you worse than a slave, Sanders. I'm coming back for you, and when I do, I'm not gunna stop if the Earth was on fucking fire.