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Melody's POV
I woke feeling completely and utterly drained of all energy. I had tossed and turned all night long. My dreams had been filled with nothing but Frank and Gerard. It was mentally exhausting and it seemed even in my state of unconsciousness my mind was in turmoil over the situation.
On one hand I had Frank who was amazing, loving, and caring in every way possible. He cared for me and his child it seemed unconditionally and I knew he would be the best father this world had ever seen. The only problem was he didn't feel for me the way I felt for him and he never would. Whereas, on the other hand I had Gerard who was an amazing person in his own way. He's smart, talented, caring, and so much more and unlike Frank, Gerard actually seemed to want me. I sighed to myself as I heard the door open and Mikey enter the room to wake me up for the day.
"Good morning, Mikey."
"Oh. You're awake. That's a first." He chuckled.
"Yeah. I didn't sleep well."
"Oh. What's wrong?"
"Oh, um...nothing. I just couldn't sleep is all."
He frowned and I hoped he wouldn't ask me about Gerard. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay." I shrugged. "It happens sometimes."
"I wanted to ask you something."
"Sure. What's up?"
"Well, Alicia asked me to spend the day with her but I am still a little worried about leaving you here alone. I don't want you to stay here alone with Gerard if you feel even the slightest bit uncomfortable. Frank would kill me if I did and I would feel horrible."
"Mikey, it's okay. Go have fun with Alicia. I'll be fine."
He chewed his lips nervously for a moment.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. Just go have fun and I will see you later."
"Okay but call me if you need anything."
"I will."
"Thanks, Mel." He smiled and hugged me.
"You're welcome. Tell Alicia I said hey and she better come see me tomorrow."
He chuckled. "I will. I'll see you later."
"Bye Mikey."
After Mikey left I crawled out of bed and made my way into the bathroom where I showered and then dressed. Then I made my way into the kitchen and fixed myself a bowl of cereal. I settled into the living room and to eat my breakfast and watch the morning cartoons while I waited for Gerard to arrive. It was just after eight when I finished up my cereal and Gerard arrived. It was a bit awkward but neither of us uttered a word about what we had done the previous afternoon. It was odd. It felt like I was replaying yesterday morning all over again. Like some weird Déjà vu.
My History lesson was excruciatingly long and it seemed it would never end but finally we moved on to Calculus which was just as boring and long. Even as lunch approached us we exchanged no words. Gerard made burritos and we ate in silence. It was almost deafening. I was to the point of nearly cracking when Gerard finally spoke.
"So...about yesterday. Did it...bother you?"
"I, um....I don't know." I frowned as I thought it over in my mind. "Honestly, it was nice and I liked the way it felt but I don't think we can keeping doing it. It doesn't feel right. I hate lying to Mikey and Frank."
"Yeah, I know. I hate lying to them, too. It's just so hard to stop myself. When I'm around you I can't seem to help myself."
"Gerard." I groaned.
"Mel, just....give me a chance to show you that I can make you feel good. I can make you feel happy."
I bit my lip, debating on what I should do. " I don't know, Gee."
Gerard pushed his chair back from the table and knelt down before me. He cupped my face in his hands and leaned forward so our lips almost touched and his hot breath tickled my lips.
"Please?"
My eyes fluttered shut as he closed the small gap separating our lips. The kiss was slow and gentle. I felt his tongue trace along my bottom lip and I parted them, allowing him entrance. Our tongues collided, exploring one another's mouths. My arms tangled around his neck as his trailed down to my sides, pulling me close.
I couldn't help the goosebumps that rippled along my flesh. It had been so long, so fucking long since I had been touched like this. I wanted to be touched, to feel as if I was cared for even if it wasn't who I truly wanted. Even if it wasn't Frank.
Our lips parted but our bodies didn't. Gerard stood, puling me up with him and into his arms. He pressed his lips to mine once again. The kiss was rougher, more aggressive. I felt myself being guided backwards as Gerard led us into the living room. He pushed me down onto the couch, hovering just above me. His lips left mine to trail down to my neck where he nibbled at the tender flesh, earning a moan of appreciation from me. My fingers tangled through his silky, dark locks, tugging gently.
"You're so beautiful." He murmured, planting a soft kiss to the hollow of my throat.
I could feel his hardness pressing into my thigh. Lust filled my veins and desire washed over me in waves. In that moment I wanted nothing more than to be touched, to feel wanted again. I pushed my hips into his and a groan fell from his lips.
"Ohhh. Mel."
I tugged at the hem of his shirt and he allowed me to pull it up and over his head. I took in the sight of his milky, pale chest. He truly is beautiful even if he isn't Frank. Frank. Fuck! There I go again. Why does my mind always venture straight to Frank? I was snapped out of my thoughts when Gerard ran his icy fingertips up my shirt and along my sides.
"Mel, I...is this okay?"
I hesitated for a moment, thinking things over in my mind. No matter how much I wanted Frank it wouldn't change the fact he didn't want me back. Why shouldn't I do what makes me happy? What makes me feel wanted. Finally, I nodded.
"Y-Yeah."
Gerard tugged at the hem of my shirt but I stopped him.
"N-No. Leave it on. Please?" Thankfully, he nodded.
Instead, he tugged my pants and panties down my legs, shoving them to the floor and leaving me exposed from the waist down. A blush tinted my cheeks as he took in the sight of my naked flesh. I snapped him out of his trance as I tugged on his jeans. He gladly removed them and tossed them to the side so he now hovered above me completely nude.
His lips met mine as he slowly pushed into me, being careful not to put pressure on my abdomen. We both let out loud moans of pleasure. I didn't know about Gerard but I knew it had been far too long since I had experienced such pleasure. In fact, it had been months.
I wrapped my legs around Gerard's waist as our lips parted and his lips trailed down to my neck. He nibbled and sucked at the tender flesh. Shivers of pleasure rippled down my body, raising goosebumps under Gerard's touch. It had been so long since I had been with anyone intimately I knew I wouldn't last long. Sure enough, the familiar intense shock of pleasure enveloped my body, pushing me over the edge.
"Oh god, Mel. I'm...I'm gonna..."
Gerard didn't even finish his sentence before I felt him release into me, moaning as his came. Immediately, I felt sick at my stomach. I felt as if I had done something horribly wrong. Perhaps I had. The pleasure and feeling of being wanted that I had wanted so bad vanished, leaving only regret in its place. Gerard panted heavily above me, coming down from his orgasm. I felt the hot, salty tears prick at my eyes before spilling over and staining my cheeks. My chest grew heavy as I did my best to suppress the sobs that were trying to break free.
Gerard lifted his eyes to mine and I instantly averted my own so I wouldn't hurt him. He ran a finger down my face, wiping away a few stray tears.
"Oh god, did I hurt you?" I shook my head.
"What's wrong?" I only shook my head at him. I didn't trust my voice not to break.
He sighed and hung his head. "You regret it, don't you?"
I didn't answer him. I couldn't. I should have never let it happen in the first place but now I couldn't take it back. I couldn't change what we had just done.
"I-I'm s-sor-ry." I sobbed.
"No Mel, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have." He mumbled as he climbed off of me and redressed. "I, um...I'm sorry, Mel. I should probably go. Just, um...take tomorrow off, okay?" I nodded and he left.
I pulled my bottoms back on and went to my room. The one I shared with Frank. Frank. Fuck! He's going to be so fucking mad at me. He's going to be disappointed and so is Mikey. Mikey. Goddammit! Mikey is going to murder me and probably Gerard, too when he finds out.
I lay on the bed and curled into a ball as best as I could. The tears continued to pour and my chest ached but I couldn't stop. I felt stupid and dirty. I felt worthless, like a whore. I don't know how long I lay there sobbing but soon I found it was hard to hold my eyes open. I let them droop close as I drifted into sleep.
Runs and hides
So, um...yeah. Don't kill me?
I don't think you guys know how much I love each and every one of you that reads, subscribes, and/or comments.
I woke feeling completely and utterly drained of all energy. I had tossed and turned all night long. My dreams had been filled with nothing but Frank and Gerard. It was mentally exhausting and it seemed even in my state of unconsciousness my mind was in turmoil over the situation.
On one hand I had Frank who was amazing, loving, and caring in every way possible. He cared for me and his child it seemed unconditionally and I knew he would be the best father this world had ever seen. The only problem was he didn't feel for me the way I felt for him and he never would. Whereas, on the other hand I had Gerard who was an amazing person in his own way. He's smart, talented, caring, and so much more and unlike Frank, Gerard actually seemed to want me. I sighed to myself as I heard the door open and Mikey enter the room to wake me up for the day.
"Good morning, Mikey."
"Oh. You're awake. That's a first." He chuckled.
"Yeah. I didn't sleep well."
"Oh. What's wrong?"
"Oh, um...nothing. I just couldn't sleep is all."
He frowned and I hoped he wouldn't ask me about Gerard. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay." I shrugged. "It happens sometimes."
"I wanted to ask you something."
"Sure. What's up?"
"Well, Alicia asked me to spend the day with her but I am still a little worried about leaving you here alone. I don't want you to stay here alone with Gerard if you feel even the slightest bit uncomfortable. Frank would kill me if I did and I would feel horrible."
"Mikey, it's okay. Go have fun with Alicia. I'll be fine."
He chewed his lips nervously for a moment.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. Just go have fun and I will see you later."
"Okay but call me if you need anything."
"I will."
"Thanks, Mel." He smiled and hugged me.
"You're welcome. Tell Alicia I said hey and she better come see me tomorrow."
He chuckled. "I will. I'll see you later."
"Bye Mikey."
After Mikey left I crawled out of bed and made my way into the bathroom where I showered and then dressed. Then I made my way into the kitchen and fixed myself a bowl of cereal. I settled into the living room and to eat my breakfast and watch the morning cartoons while I waited for Gerard to arrive. It was just after eight when I finished up my cereal and Gerard arrived. It was a bit awkward but neither of us uttered a word about what we had done the previous afternoon. It was odd. It felt like I was replaying yesterday morning all over again. Like some weird Déjà vu.
My History lesson was excruciatingly long and it seemed it would never end but finally we moved on to Calculus which was just as boring and long. Even as lunch approached us we exchanged no words. Gerard made burritos and we ate in silence. It was almost deafening. I was to the point of nearly cracking when Gerard finally spoke.
"So...about yesterday. Did it...bother you?"
"I, um....I don't know." I frowned as I thought it over in my mind. "Honestly, it was nice and I liked the way it felt but I don't think we can keeping doing it. It doesn't feel right. I hate lying to Mikey and Frank."
"Yeah, I know. I hate lying to them, too. It's just so hard to stop myself. When I'm around you I can't seem to help myself."
"Gerard." I groaned.
"Mel, just....give me a chance to show you that I can make you feel good. I can make you feel happy."
I bit my lip, debating on what I should do. " I don't know, Gee."
Gerard pushed his chair back from the table and knelt down before me. He cupped my face in his hands and leaned forward so our lips almost touched and his hot breath tickled my lips.
"Please?"
My eyes fluttered shut as he closed the small gap separating our lips. The kiss was slow and gentle. I felt his tongue trace along my bottom lip and I parted them, allowing him entrance. Our tongues collided, exploring one another's mouths. My arms tangled around his neck as his trailed down to my sides, pulling me close.
I couldn't help the goosebumps that rippled along my flesh. It had been so long, so fucking long since I had been touched like this. I wanted to be touched, to feel as if I was cared for even if it wasn't who I truly wanted. Even if it wasn't Frank.
Our lips parted but our bodies didn't. Gerard stood, puling me up with him and into his arms. He pressed his lips to mine once again. The kiss was rougher, more aggressive. I felt myself being guided backwards as Gerard led us into the living room. He pushed me down onto the couch, hovering just above me. His lips left mine to trail down to my neck where he nibbled at the tender flesh, earning a moan of appreciation from me. My fingers tangled through his silky, dark locks, tugging gently.
"You're so beautiful." He murmured, planting a soft kiss to the hollow of my throat.
I could feel his hardness pressing into my thigh. Lust filled my veins and desire washed over me in waves. In that moment I wanted nothing more than to be touched, to feel wanted again. I pushed my hips into his and a groan fell from his lips.
"Ohhh. Mel."
I tugged at the hem of his shirt and he allowed me to pull it up and over his head. I took in the sight of his milky, pale chest. He truly is beautiful even if he isn't Frank. Frank. Fuck! There I go again. Why does my mind always venture straight to Frank? I was snapped out of my thoughts when Gerard ran his icy fingertips up my shirt and along my sides.
"Mel, I...is this okay?"
I hesitated for a moment, thinking things over in my mind. No matter how much I wanted Frank it wouldn't change the fact he didn't want me back. Why shouldn't I do what makes me happy? What makes me feel wanted. Finally, I nodded.
"Y-Yeah."
Gerard tugged at the hem of my shirt but I stopped him.
"N-No. Leave it on. Please?" Thankfully, he nodded.
Instead, he tugged my pants and panties down my legs, shoving them to the floor and leaving me exposed from the waist down. A blush tinted my cheeks as he took in the sight of my naked flesh. I snapped him out of his trance as I tugged on his jeans. He gladly removed them and tossed them to the side so he now hovered above me completely nude.
His lips met mine as he slowly pushed into me, being careful not to put pressure on my abdomen. We both let out loud moans of pleasure. I didn't know about Gerard but I knew it had been far too long since I had experienced such pleasure. In fact, it had been months.
I wrapped my legs around Gerard's waist as our lips parted and his lips trailed down to my neck. He nibbled and sucked at the tender flesh. Shivers of pleasure rippled down my body, raising goosebumps under Gerard's touch. It had been so long since I had been with anyone intimately I knew I wouldn't last long. Sure enough, the familiar intense shock of pleasure enveloped my body, pushing me over the edge.
"Oh god, Mel. I'm...I'm gonna..."
Gerard didn't even finish his sentence before I felt him release into me, moaning as his came. Immediately, I felt sick at my stomach. I felt as if I had done something horribly wrong. Perhaps I had. The pleasure and feeling of being wanted that I had wanted so bad vanished, leaving only regret in its place. Gerard panted heavily above me, coming down from his orgasm. I felt the hot, salty tears prick at my eyes before spilling over and staining my cheeks. My chest grew heavy as I did my best to suppress the sobs that were trying to break free.
Gerard lifted his eyes to mine and I instantly averted my own so I wouldn't hurt him. He ran a finger down my face, wiping away a few stray tears.
"Oh god, did I hurt you?" I shook my head.
"What's wrong?" I only shook my head at him. I didn't trust my voice not to break.
He sighed and hung his head. "You regret it, don't you?"
I didn't answer him. I couldn't. I should have never let it happen in the first place but now I couldn't take it back. I couldn't change what we had just done.
"I-I'm s-sor-ry." I sobbed.
"No Mel, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have." He mumbled as he climbed off of me and redressed. "I, um...I'm sorry, Mel. I should probably go. Just, um...take tomorrow off, okay?" I nodded and he left.
I pulled my bottoms back on and went to my room. The one I shared with Frank. Frank. Fuck! He's going to be so fucking mad at me. He's going to be disappointed and so is Mikey. Mikey. Goddammit! Mikey is going to murder me and probably Gerard, too when he finds out.
I lay on the bed and curled into a ball as best as I could. The tears continued to pour and my chest ached but I couldn't stop. I felt stupid and dirty. I felt worthless, like a whore. I don't know how long I lay there sobbing but soon I found it was hard to hold my eyes open. I let them droop close as I drifted into sleep.
Runs and hides
So, um...yeah. Don't kill me?
I don't think you guys know how much I love each and every one of you that reads, subscribes, and/or comments.
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