I felt the tears stinging my eyes, because there, my 'sober' boyfriend sat in the corner of the room, clutching an empty bottle of whiskey. I couldn't even form any words. The only thing that would come out were small sighs and whimpers.
"Lily," he slurred sadly. I rolled my eyes.
"J-just leave me alone Gerard. I can't believe you'd do this to me on the one day I need you the most," I spat and turned my back to him.
"You're not going anywhere," he slurred deviously from behind me. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me to him. I hadn't even realized he had stood up. He must have done it in the split second I had my back turned to him.
"L-let go of me," I said, starting to cry. He shook his head and chuckled.
"You don't really want that, do you?" he asked cockily. I wanted to slap him. He started kissing my neck.
"G-Gerard, no," I said as sternly as I could manage through my tears. He chuckled once more and put his hands on my ass. I gathered up all of my strength and pushed him away from me, causing his drunken body to go stumbling backwards.
I turned around and ran away to the girls' hotel room. They'd know what to do. I knocked a few times before Taylor answered.
"Holy shit! Lily, what's wrong? Is this about your parents? Fuck, I should have been there for you. I'm so sorry," Taylor rambled, sounding horribly worried. I couldn't form enough clear words to explain everything.
"H-he broke his promise," I managed to whisper between sobs. Taylor led me into the hotel room so I was no longer in the doorway. I noticed the guys where here too. I guess that explains why they weren't in their room. Even Mikey was here. Everybody started panicking when they saw me looking so sad and scared.
"Who broke what promise? Lily, you need to be more specific if you want us to help you," Taylor said calmly. She sat down on the bed and I sat next to her. Everybody else sat on the other bed, facing us.
"Gerard. H-he promised me he'd never drink again. He's drunk and h-he wanted t-to... Do it. H-he wouldn't take no for an answer," I sobbed.
"That fucking prick! Does he know why today's so hard for you?" Taylor asked. I nodded. "So he even fucking knows what today is and he still did this? I'm gonna fucking kill him!" she shouted.
"Let me talk to him. I'm gonna get to the bottom of this bullshit," Frank said angrily. Ray and Mikey got up and followed him. Ray and Frank hugged me on their way out. Jamia and Hayley moved to sit on the bed next to Taylor and I. We all stayed silent. Nobody knew what to say.
"I d-don't want to have to be afraid of him anymore , b-but when he's drunk h-he's just... He s-scares me," I sobbed.
"Shhh. It's okay, we understand. We don't blame you for being afraid," Hayley whispered.
"Do you think I should tell her?" I heard Jamia whisper to Hayley and Taylor. They nodded.
"Tell me what?" I asked.
*~Possible Trigger Warning~*
"After you left him for cheating, Gerard stayed with Lindsey for a while. He admits that he was basically using her to get over you. They never um... Had sex though, so don't worry. But one day Lindsey came over when he was drunk off his ass and he um... Made advances towards her. He wouldn't take no for an answer. She had to slap him to get him to stop," Jamia explained.
*~End Possible Trigger Warning~*
"H-how do you know this?" I questioned.
"Gerard told Frank, Frank told me," she sighed. I started crying again.
