The Steam Lounge

Disc 1 - Track 4

Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now - The Smiths
"In my life why do I smile at people who I'd much rather kick in the eye?"
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Pete and Joe stumbled out of the elevator in the early hours of the morning. Joe beckoned for Pete to follow him into Mercy's room. They both saw her sleeping peacefully, shutting the door behind themselves. 

"God, she's easy on the eyes. You've got to admit." Pete said whilst admiring the teenager's face, making Joe laugh. He nodded in agreement, stepping closer to the bed. 

"So now she's here, what are you gonna do?" He asked Pete, obviously curious about what he was planning with the girl in their apartment. Pete's smile widened as he thought about it, an eyebrow raising. 

"Well she obviously doesn't like it here. She's made that pretty clear. Just keep her I guess, that's enough to piss her off. It's definitely enough to piss her parents off too." He explained. Joe frowned, running his hands along the mattress carelessly.

"Yeah but she's a little bitch, all she does is argue. According to Patrick's texts, she tried getting him drunk so she could sneak out. You gonna let her get away with that?" He asked, waiting for an answer that he already knew. Joe could clearly see that Pete was much more drunk than he was, and could be easily influenced. Joe wanted to see Mercy get hurt, especially after what she'd done to them. If he could convince him to do something now, he'd remember it in the morning and think it was his idea. 

"Course not, I'll have a word. She'll learn to hold her tongue a little more and if not, I guess we'll have no choice but to teach her a lesson." Pete said smirking at him. Joe was about to leave when Pete pulled back the sheets, revealing Mercy's clothed body. 

"Oh fuck, I'm kinda mad. That just isn't fair." Pete complained. Joe glanced over. 

"What's bothering you?" He asked, stepping back into the room slowly, sensing an opportunity.

"Mercy. Where does a guy get a girl with a body like that?" He wondered aloud, his eyes tracing her hips. He wanted to reach out and touch her but was worried that Joe would think he was weird. 

"Well if you want to teach her a lesson you could always just fuck her." Joe replied, making Pete turn to him with raised eyebrows. "Wouldn't be that hard to hold her down, I don't think she's strong. You could just wait until she's not expecting it and then overpower her, wouldn't be difficult for you." Joe pointed out, making Pete smile to himself in his inebriated state. He climbed on the edge of the bed, touching her arm softly.  

He was kneeling above her, watching as she turned over in her sleep. "You hear that Mercy? I'm gonna fuck you until you're sore. Gonna make you scream my name as you come for me baby. You'll probably love it, you dirty little slut." He whispered to her, his hand reaching up her shirt to touch her soft waist. Pete looked over at Joe. "I bet she's one of those really naive, innocent teenage girls that hasn't even touched themselves." He commented.

"I think you might be right there mate." Joe replied. He left after that, smiling as he said goodnight to Pete and went back to his room with a sense of smugness.

Pete was still sat with Mercy, feeling her skin as she continued to shuffle around in the bed. "You'd be so much more comfortable in my room honey." He whispered as the bedframe creaked loudly. She almost woke minutes later as he was still hovering above her, but he managed to coax her back to sleep.

"No Mercy, don't open your eyes. Just listen. If you're a good girl for me, then we aren't going to have any problems. But if you're naughty little girl and don't do what I tell you to, I'll have to punish you. I'd hate to bruise that perfect little face of yours." He whispered as she kept on sleeping.