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I screamed, causing Gerard's head to snap up. I fumble for the door behind me, fear in my eyes.

"Shit- no- it's not what it looks like! Come back, he's fine!" Gerard caught up before I could open the door and make a break for it. He pinned me up against the wall, his breath hot and heavy in my face. Even in my terror, I still felt some butterflies in my stomach, and something else a little lower... My cheeks heated up, and I was trembling beneath him.

"Don't hurt me..." I whimpered softly, curling away in fear. Gerard frowned sadly, caressing my cheek gently with his hand. I flinched at his touch, but the continuos gentle gesture soon soothed me enough to lean my head into his hand.

"Sweetie, I'm not going to hurt you. You were going to run before I could explain. I saw him come out and confronted him about you. He tried to push me off- I slammed him against a wall. The blood is from a split lip and broken nose, he's lying there because he's unconscious. His buddies fled when they saw him passed out cold, and I was trying to figure out what to do with him when you came out. He's fine, he's not dead. It's okay." He pulled me into his arms, hugging me close and gently stroking my hair. His soft voice and smooth hands calmed me, until eventually I was breathing normally. My head was resting on his chest, my hands holding onto his shirt. He didn't pull away when I had stopped shaking, instead continuing his petting. It was only when I moved back to look up at him that he loosened his embrace. I was stunned. This boy looked like he actually had some kind of emotion for me. He was a damn good actor...

I sighed a little, realizing that that's all this was. An act. He didn't really care...

I sniffed and looked down, stepping back a bit. Gerard didn't let me move away though. He moved closer, tilting my chin up carefully so I was looking at him.

"Are you okay?" He asked softly. I still don't understand how he does this. How he could look so much like he cared when he didn't. I just nodded, averting my gaze downwards. He sighed, seeing right through my feeble lie. Kissing my head, he turned around.

I had forgotten Mikey was here too. That was what all the comforting was about. He and Gerard were now discussing something; probably what to do with Owen.

I leaned back against the wall, closing my eyes. I wish I had a smoke. I guess I'll have to wait until I get home.

I am going home... Right?