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A/N: Today's Muse is Panic! at the Disco...again

Frank and Mikey carried out bowels of pasta and salad, Alicia followed them. I had withdrawn my hand from Gerard but he was completely recovered. His face was fighting red and I couldn't help but smirk in triumph. I helped Alicia place the large jug of water on the table and she smiled.

"Thank you Devon."

"My pleasure ma'am," I drawled, "Anyone for water?"

I offered and everyone leapt at a chance to have me serve them. I poured my own water after my friends. Mikey passed me the pasta bowl and I put a small portion on my plate, I hadn't really had a large appetite since I moved to Belleview.

We began eating in silence at first but Gerard made placed his fork down.

"Devon, when is that bio exam?"

"I, think tuesday," I was slightly caught off guard.

Gerard hadn't been in school much since I started, and I'd only gone to four days of it. He nodded at my answer and then returned to his meal. Gerard was delicate twirling his noodles, it was like art class with him...everything a graphic novel with great detail. I thought whatever he drew was beautiful and full of originality; my art teacher thought otherwise. She liked me because of the accent I was sure, Alyse agreed with me.

"So how is it?" Mikey hesitantly asked.

"Delicious," I mused, it was really tasty, "I may be compelled to eat the entire dish."

They all laughed gently.

"Save some room for the brownies," Frank teased.

"Ah, yes," I agreed patting my belly, "plenty of room for those, I've been known to have hollow legs."

"So thats where it goes," Alicia giggled, she leaned against Mikey.

Gerard stayed quiet throughout the meal, he kept his eyes on the food he ate and occasionally looked at the time on the cat clock he could see from the Kitchen. After we'd all finished he picked up everyone's plate and took them into the kitchen. Nobody really thanked him, but the way he was at school...I guess they did have some grounds for cause.

"Well, let me show you some southern hospitality," I grabbed the remaining dishes and every jumped.

"oh no, thats ok Devon," Mikey promised, trying to take the plates from me.

"Yeah, this is New Jersey welcoming you," Alicia agreed.

I backed into the Kitchen.

"Well this is Georgia thanking you for the lovely meal," I placed the dirty bowls on the counter, "You kids grab a brownie and head to Hannah's, I'll make sure the kitchen is spotless."

They all shrugged, it was evident that I was going to be cleaning up either way. They'd have to drug me with horse tranquilizers to stop me. The three of them grabbed their dessert and began to stuff their coats with the liqueur Gerard had supplied.

Before long they were saying goodbye and I saw them out the door. I watched the three of them walk down the street before I went back into the Way's house. Gerard was already done loading the dish washer.

"Thanks for helping me," Gerard muttered, "I thought I'd maybe, be good tonight."

"I was gonna clean up either way," I looked around the kitchen, "I needed to talk to you in private."

"Thats why I came tonight, I could have gotten a meal from any of my friends...I just had to see you again before the party."

I grabbed their rag and wet it.

"Why? I thought the park was enough for you," I muttered, slowly wiping the stove.

"No, I can sex from any chick I want," he hissed.

"I thought date rape was hard to get a hold of?" I wasn't humoring him.

I was just being mean now. Gerard rinsed his pot and placed it in the rack, he didn't speak he just kept washing the pots.

"Awh," I responded, "Did I hurt the tough guy's feelings?"

"You know that accent is the only thing thats keeping my fist from your face right?" He had his tough skin on again.

I didn't like being cruel, I was only trying to protect myself. He was just another Sean in my eyes, if I was going to give in I'd probably lose him. Thats what kept this thing between he and I so alive, none of us would budge or sway to the others needs.

"Look," I said fatefully, "why do I have to be at Hannah's tonight, you can embarrass me at school far worse."

He shrugged, the reason behind that was obviously not going to come out of him. It almost seemed he never had a reason for why I had to be there. I guess it was just to see me, sweet as it sounded I didn't buy it...I was waiting for him to rip my heart out.

He dried his hands on the dish towel and walked away from me. The kitchen was clean.

"Gerard?" I asked.

He walked to his basement, and for some odd reason I followed. The air was heavier, and I could smell his musk in the dark of his hollow. He entered his room, and I pushed the door open after him.

The whole thing was out of a comic book, his artist desk, the double bed and the black fabric that lay across that bed. I closed the heavy door hearing it click Gerard turned and stared at me...his eyes were soft.

"I wouldn't use you," he whispered, "I can promise you that."

"How can I trust you? You're so cruel."

"And you aren't," he whispered again, his voice high, "You fought back."

"I had to," I chuckled, "You said you were going to kill me," I slowly placed my hand on Gerard's shoulder.

He grabbed my arm and pulled me down to the mesh carpet. I landed with a heavy thud and found he was laying on top of me, his lips lightly brushed mine. My own lips curled around his and I linked my legs around his pelvis.

I ran my hands over his back and he pressed himself against me, our body's aching for contact. I could hear his breath quiver and shake as he tried to restrain himself. My hands clutched his chin and slowly I pulled away from his sweet mouth.

"Don't hold back," I gasped.

He sat up and pulled my shirt above my chest; kissing the small hair line down to my nether regions. I covered my mouth as he bit my hip bone, I sat up only to find him pushing me down. I tried to get to his mouth again but he was grasping my button and undoing my fly. He began to yank at my levis.

My phone stopped us in our tracks. Heavy breathing filled the room as Gerard found my hand pushing against his chest, I flipped my phone.

"Hello?"

I nodded to the phone,
"Yeah, hi mom."

I tried to stop Gerard but he bit my ear and I gasped. I told my mom I'd call her back, and hung up.

"I have to go," i said.

He kissed my forehead.

"Don't go for to long."