Icy Blues (Gerard Way Teacher)

Chapter Fourteen: Night

Sharing a room with Frank. Who has been on my ass all day. This is going to be great. It's basically been confirmed that nobody is going to be leaving until late tomorrow so nobody was in a rush to go to bed. Gerard was drinking behind the bar not looking at anybody. Mikey and Frank were playing a game of pool while Mr. Toro was sitting on the couch with his wife reading a book. Raelyn and Jess were chatting up a storm in the corner of the room. I was just sitting awkwardly at the edge of the couch just playing around on my phone. Frank and Mikey had been drinking a little bit and so have the girls. I being the only underaged person, haven't touched anything. I could see Frank eyeing me every now and again before making his way over to me. "You look a little lonely." He takes a seat beside me as Mr. Toro takes his place in playing against Mikey. "Well that's what happens when you are lonely and the youngest here. No one has anything in common to talk about." It was only ten at night by now so nobody seemed tired.

"How about you go check out our room? Set it up to your liking. I wont be to late." I smile at him and nudge his arm. "You go have fun. Don't cater your night to me. I'll check it out and come back down here. I'll go to bed when I want and you do the same. Just don't get to drunk." I chuckle while standing up. "You sure?" I nod in response before making my way over to the stairs. I could feel Gerard's burning gaze follow me and by the time I was half way up the stairs I could hear heavy footsteps follow quickly behind me. I'm not dealing with him. Not when he's been drinking.

I quicken my pace up the second set of stairs into the living room. "Riley." I hear Gerard's intoxicated voice slur from behind me. But I didn't even shoot him a glance. "Riley stop!" I was almost in a jog at this point. Running down the hall of endless doors. I knew where the room was where Frank and I would be staying but in a fit of panic I turn to a random door and quickly go to open it. Before I could even twist the knob my body was slammed into the door and crushed between him and the door. I let out a gasp trying to suck back in the air that had juts violently shot out of my lungs.

I stood there. Trapped in between psychotic man and a door that wont seem to open. His hands roughly hold me by my waist. Making sure that even if I managed to open the door. I would still be stuck in place. I could feel his warm lips lightly brushing against my exposed shoulder. I could smell the alcohol in his breath. "Didn't I tell you to stop?" My body began to tremble as his cold hand slide down my waist to my thighs. "Why do you always have this habit of not listening?" My breathing quickens as his hands reach my exposed thighs before sliding under my dress. "Fuck off Gerard." I try to sound confident but it came out as more if a whimper then anything. "Please. Just leave me alone. Please." He lets out a low groan. Pressing his hips hard against me so I can feel his growing bulge. "I love it when you beg~" He bites down softly on my exposed flesh causing me to let out a soft gasp.

"But I'm not a fan of the attitude. But I know just the thing to stop that." He takes one of his hands of my waist and fiddles around with his pants. He reaches beside me, with a little key in hand, and unlocks the door. But he doesn't let me go. He walks inside with me still firmly held onto his chest and locks the door behind him. Engulfing us both in the darkness of the room. "You look so beautiful tonight. But I was looking forward to see all my markings in your neck." I felt something cold touch my neck causing me to flinch. It didn't take me long to realize he was wiping my makeup off my neck.

I didn't dare to speak as fighting or defying him could end my in a worse situation. And I cant risk that with all these people here. After a few minutes I felt Gerard's hold on me disappear. Leaving me standing in the dark room. After a few seconds I heard a click and a lap came on. Illuminating the once pitch black room. With the scattered clothes and messy bed it didn't take me long to realize I was standing in the middle of Gerard's bedroom. Of all the doors I could have chosen to try and go through it had to be his. Gerard looks up at me from his nightstand and grins. "There. Now I can see those beautiful markings." I swiftly take a step away from him as he takes long strides over to where I stood. My back hit the door and not a moment later Gerard was in front of me. Caging me between his arms against the door. I kept my head low as I could feel his gaze staring intently at me. "Look at me." I squeeze my eyes shut as my mind goes back to not only our first night but when Frank had said the same thing and I snapped at him. I shake my head vigorously. Gerard grabs me by the chin and forces my head up making my blue eyes look into his hazel ones. "When I tell you to do something. You fucking do it. Got it bitch?" I was surprised by his insult. I already was liking drunk Gerard less then I do him sober.