Pretty in Punk (frerard)

Chapter 15

This is now the 4th cover I have made for this book but this one is definitely the best

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I grabbed my last bag, hauling it up into the treehouse. Turns out my dad also had one of those 'air mattresses' like Frank has. I blew it up in the tree house and set it all up with my sheets, blankets, and pillows. I've moved my stuff from my bedroom to the treehouse.

"Gerard, you have to come down here," my dad ordered.

"No!" I shouted. "'M not living with you!"

"You can't live in a treehouse," he stated.

I crossed my arms, huffing as I sat on my bed. There was a knock on the door and I scowled.

"Hey, it's Mikey and Pete, can we come in?" Mikey asked.

I mulled over it for a moment before opening the door. They climbed in, sitting down while I locked it again so no monsters could come in.

"Pretty cozy situation you've got here," Pete said.

I nodded my head, pouting as I hugged Dee.

"But it's gonna start getting colder now that it's December," he added.

"I gots blankets," I stated.

Pete bit his lip and looked at my brother for help.

"Gee, what happened?" Mikey asked.

"I was at Frank's today and after we sexed dad said I wasn't allowed to see my Mama," I told him.

"Wait, go back a second," he said. "You two had sex?"

I nodded my head. "What's that gots to do with anything?"

Pete looked at Mikey with raised eyebrows.

"Is he...is he even able to give consent?" He asked. "It's sort of like a drunk person, they can't give consent. Can he? He doesn't even know what sex is."

"Are you saying Frank raped him?" Mikey asked.

Pete shrugged. "I mean, he's got the mental age of a five year old, I don't think he can legally give consent."

Mikey sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"What's rape?" I asked.

"Gee, why are you moving into the treehouse?" Mikey asked instead.

"Because my dad is a monster and I don't wanna live with him, I wanna go back to Mama," I stated.

"Gee, my dad is the good guy," Mikey said. "Your mom isn't."

"Yes she is!" I cried. "My Mama is perfect! She's an angel!"

"Gee--"

"Get out!" I interrupted.

They looked at me before climbing out of the treehouse. I locked the hatch and scowled, hugging Dee. I cracked open one of the windows and saw Mikey and Pete talking to my dad in the backyard. I shut it again, cuddling up with Dee under my blankets. This treehouse was safe, i can live here.

My phone started ringing and I answered it, smiling happily.

"Hi, daddy!" I chirped.

"Hey, baby," Frank said. "I heard you decided to move out?"

"I don't wanna live with a monster," I said.

"Baby, he's trying to keep you safe," he said quietly.

"From my Mama? But my Mama isn't dangerous," I denied.

"No, princess, from the other people in prison," Frank said.