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Chapter 16

Gerard squinted his eyes open and shifted a little, a frown forming on his lips. His body felt weak and his throat ached, from the earlier events that had occurred.
He took a moment before he sat up from the bed and pulled the covers off of himself, tiredly standing up and making his way out the door.
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He walked down the dim hallway and slowly and tiredly walked to the kitchen, were Frank usually was early in the morning.
And somehow
He felt different
He was barely afraid now, but the feeling of anger overtook him. He was sick and tired of being locked up in the house like some kind of slave, and he wanted to do something for a change. He knew that whatever his plan was going to be that it would most likely fail. But he still wanted to try.

He walked to the kitchen and took a seat at the counter, not even looking up once. He heard a scoff and he looked up, it obviously being Frank.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" The man snapped, one of his eyebrows cocked up. He set the bottle in his hand down and stared at Gerard with a now slightly angry expression on his face. "Answer me!"

Gerard knew that Frank was angry, but he was too caught up in his plan that he could care less. "Leave me alone" He whispered, his breathing fastening a little.

"What did you just say to me? Hm? I'm gonna need you to say that a little louder" Frank growled, now up from his chair and making his way towards Gerard.

"I-I said" Gerard paused for a moment, now slightly afraid of what would happen. "Leave me alone" He said, his voice a whisper this time. He looked down at the ground, scared of even making eye contact with the man.

Frank stood in front of Gerard and grabbed him by his chin roughly, forcing him to look at him, so they were now making eye contact. "Look at me when I'm fucking talk to you" He snapped, getting even more angry when Gerard said nothing.
He brought his hand down and roughly slapped him across the face, although he knew that would do nothing.

Gerard felt slight tears form in his eyes but he quickly held them back, his breathing fastening as he looked up at the other. "M' s-sorry, sir. I-"

Frank quickly cut him off "I don't want to hear you argue with me, little boy. Why can't you just do as I say? Huh? Why is it so goddamn hard for you?!" He yelled, talking his hand off from Gerard's chin and instead pushing him to the ground in anger.

He rolled his eyes at the small, scared sound that came from the boy and instead ignored him "I'm so sick and tired of you disobeying me. I don't know how to make it anymore fucking clear. I own you!" He yelled, kicking the boy roughly that was now lying on the floor helplessly.

Gerard wanted to speak, but no words could come out. And he was sure that if he did, it would only make things worse.
Pain coursed throughout his entire body now and he whimpered softly when he felt the man kick him again. He felt like crying, like he could burst into tears. But he quickly held them back.

"Such a pathetic little bitch. That's what you'll always be" Frank growled, kicking the boy carelessly now. He was barely paying attention to the small pleas and begs that came from Gerard. He didn't care at this point.
He felt invincible, so powerful. Like he could do anything.
"Shut up!" He yelled even louder than before, sick of the smallers cry's and stammers.

"I'm going to teach you a fucking lesson" He growled
"Don't you ever disobey me"

And that was all that was said before he began to hurt the boy again, throwing him around like some kind of doll.

And Gerard couldn't do anything about it.