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I was still sitting in the chair in front of Gerard's desk. My dad had been escorted out of the mansion. Uneasiness settled in the pit of my stomach. How was I going to escape from this? I jumped at the sound of the door slamming shut.
"We have some things to discuss.", Gerard's voice broke the silence.
"O-okay. Like what?", I looked up. He sat down at his desk.
"First off, you will be staying in my room. You will be taking care of anything I ask you, like making the bed, laundry, cooking, and cleaning my office. If the others ask you to do something, you do it. Within reason, of course. Nothing sexual. You belong to me and no one is to touch you. Understand?", he looked at me expectantly.
"I belong to you?", I repeated.
"Yes. Now, Catt will escort you to my room. I've sent Ray and Frank to retrieve your things.", he dismissed me. A girl about my height with chocolate brown hair motioned for me to follow her. We ascended the stair case and walked down a grand hallway.
"How did you end up here?", I asked her.
"I came from the Green Day gang. They traded me.", she answered. I made a 'hmm' of acknowledgement. We came to a stop in front of of two ebony doors. She held the door open for me and I walked in.
"You can get cleaned up and I'll bring a new pair of clothes. I'll leave them on the bed.", she informed me.
"Thank you.", I said as she closed the door. It was the room I had woken up in. It had been cleaned up and smelt of fresh linens. The room was crimson with black trim. The furniture was all white. The bedding was black and white. I went into the bathroom and it was the same color scheme. There was a big shower and massive jacuzzi tubs. I closed and locked the door. I shed off my dirty clothes. I turned on the shower. With my leg bandaged it would be easier to keep dry in the shower. It was unsettling how prepared they were. There were a variety of girl's shower products. I did all the necessary things, enjoying the warm stream of water. I got out and dried myself. I walked into the bedroom to find Gerard standing in front of the dresser, on his phone.
"Oh, I-uh I need some clothes.", I self-consciously pulled my towel lower, whilst also trying to keep it up. Without uttering a single word, he turned around and retrieved various articles of clothing. He tossed the clothes at me.
"Get dressed here.", he ordered. My jaw dropped in disbelief and my cheeks burned. Get dressed in front of him!? I've never even had a boyfriend.
"With you here!?", I squeaked. He gave me a look you would give to a child who couldn't comprehend something simple.
"Yes. Right. Here. If you don't hurry, I will help you.", he gave me a dangerous lust-filled look. I quickly began to dress, slipping on the underwear under the towel. I didn't question how they knew my bra size. I turns my back towards him and clipped on the black lacy bra. His choice in undergarments and clothes wasn't very modest. I was not used to this.
"Turn around.", his voice broke the awkward silence. My cheeks flamed as I turned to face him. My eyes stayed glued to the carpet. I didn't realize how close he was until I felt his fingers ghost across my hip bone. I gasped and shivers ran down down my spine like a cold drop of water. My heart raced as his hands slid up my sides. They stopped just under my breasts.
"Look at me.", he whispered in a husky voice. My forest green eyes looked up into his honey green eyes. I was undue of what he was going to do until he suddenly leaned down and firmly pressed his thin lips against mine. I pulled back in shock. He didn't seem phased in the least.
"Finish dressing. Dinner's waiting on us.", he stepped back, giving me some space. I picked up the black tank top and slipped it on. It didn't do much to cover me up. Next, I shimmied into the white, ripped skinny jeans. At least I get to wear jeans. He held out a necklace. It was silver with a bullet pendant. The letters G.W. were engraved in it. I allowed him to clasp it onto my neck.
"This shows that your mine.", he grasped my hand and led me through the maze of a house. Reality began to settle on me. I was trapped here and Gerard was claiming me as his. I can't give in. I had to fight them. I was going to escape. No matter what it took. I stood up straighter as we entered the extravagant dining room. The rest of the gang was already seated. Gerard sat at the head of the table. I was across from Mikey and next to Ray. They began to talk business and I took small bites of the spaghetti.
"How old are you, Lithium?", Frank's voice broke through my trance. Everyone had their attention directed towards me.
"I turned eighteen in January.", I replied shortly. I was not in the mood for a conversation.
"You got a nice, young one, Gerard. I bet she's still a virgin. Aren't you?", he smirked. I stood up fast, knocking my chair over.
"That is none of your business!", I snapped at him. His hazel eyes darkened and he rose slowly.
"Don't think you can get away with that. Just because you belong to Gerard does not mean you can speak to me like that. I will show you your place.", he threatened. I hid my fear and glared back.
"I will handle this, Frank. Sit down. Lithium, come with me. Now.", there was no room for argument in his voice. I rolled my eyes, but followed. We went back to his room. After I walked in he closed and locked the door from the inside. I felt my stomach drop.
"It looks like we need to go over some rules, Lithium."
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Here's another chapter for y'all. Btw, I respond to all of your comment, so you can check that out. And please recommend some stories for me to check out. Hopefully I'll have another update up before Friday.
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Sade
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