Gun fire

Chapter 14

Gerard's pov:

"Fuck!" I yell putting my hands in my hair pacing the room

I try calling her again but she doesn't answer....again.

"C'mon! please answer!" I yell into
Mid air

I grab the the car keys and head outside.

I start to drive around look out my window every now and then.

I see her sitting on a bench in the park and I stop getting out and walking up to her.

I sit down by her look at her. she only glances at me and I see her tear stained cheeks.

"I don't care if your sorry" she says her voice shaky

"Well I am" I say still looking at her "I-i was just messing around..." I look down at my boots think why I said that last part

"They all said that" she says bluntly "even my old boss..." she leans back into the bench messing with a string on her sleeve

My head shoots over to her "he-"

"Yes... he told me he was going to show me what I had to do whenever I first met him ... I didn't know what he meant until..." she stops " I was only 18 and he took my innocents away from me.. he made me feel like I was nothing so when I was "doing my job" it wouldn't bother me, whenever I backed out of... umm, "doing it" he would cut me or beat me... he made me hate myself and I still do" I see some tears roll down her face as she takes a shaky breath

"Bailey... I didn't know.."

"I'm just surprised he didn't pay you to fuck me first before he told you to kill me" she sits foreword

I stay silent, I don't know what to say! I'm confused.

"I wouldn't have done that to you.." I say softly "I can't convents you that I'm not like those other men, but I care about you and I can try" I say putting my fingers under her chin so that she can look at me

She hugs me "I know your not like them..." She says "I think your the first person to have said they ever cared" she says softly as I put my arms around her small torso