Dripping Steaming Hot Blood On A Ice Cold Black Rose

Gerard’s POV


I was sitting in the back yard with my 4th beer in my hand. Fuck, I’ve only been where a half hour and I’m already on my 4th fucking beer. This shit is weak anyway or maybe my body just doesn’t react to this shit anymore. I needed something stronger. I needed pills…


I went inside in search for drugs. I knew at least one person would have some, I mean, come on; it’s a fuckin’ party for Christ sake! On my way I saw Frank and Mikey with a bunch of other kids. I just left em. It’s not like they were gonna have some, especially what I need anyway. And plus, Mikey wouldn’t put up with it the fucking little fag.
I walked up some random staircase since there was like, 10 or something. This kid must have won the lottery or something, this house is huge! But ohwell. I don’t want to admire how rich this kid is and start thinking shit of ‘how I want a house this big’. I want drugs. Good drugs with no strings attached.



I carried on walking up the stairs and down the hallway. I saw a few dealers up here, but they only had shit like, pot or E. Pussy shit. Fuck why the fuck can’t I find some good fucking pills in this stupid house? This is just fuckin’ stupid!! I’m at some stupid kid party with weak shit they call beer and shitty drugs! I feel like I’m gonna run around this house and scream!! But then I stopped. I felt two hands on my ass and smelt cigarettes and shit. Jake. What the fuck is he doing here? Ohwell, he will have what I need… I hope…
He didn’t even say anything, he just turned me so I faced him and took out a little brown med bottle, taking out 2 yellow pills and placed them into my mouth. I didn’t say or do anything either. Just let him put the drugs in my mouth and I just swallowed them down.


Then he did what I thought he was going to do. He pushed in to the room next to me and pushed me onto the bed. I didn’t react. Otherwise I would just get fucked up and I didn’t want to get rushed outta here and Mikey down my throat so I just let Jake do this to this shit to me and keep quiet about it. That way I get my drugs and I’m happy.



He pinned me down onto the bed, stripped at my bottom half stripped off. I could see at the corner of my eye he had trouble with his pants. But it’s not like I could get away anyway, he had his fucking knees on my legs. But then he managed to get his zipper undone. Then I felt the pills kick in. I was in a daze, oblivious to my surroundings. I felt like me…




Franks POV

I sat here listening to Mikey and Syn jokily argue about some shit about who would win out of a fight between them but I still couldn’t stop thinking about Gerard. He’s been on my mind since he went off. I was kinda worried about him. I mean, I know I shouldn’t really worry but I couldn’t see him anywhere. I know this house is big but still.


“But still I would win dude! I mean, you’re a twig man!” Syn laughed out which made everyone else laugh including me.


“Yes I am a twig, but a very sexy twig!” Mikey said and then he got up and starting dancing and shaking his ass. I couldn’t stop myself from laughing at him.


“Yeah you sure can work it Mikey-boy, but not as much as me! I’m the sexist motherfucker here!!!” I heard Zacky say then he came over and started shaking his ass about. I have to say, if they were gay, I would!!


It’s starting getting later and later and I just started to get tired so I asked Syn if I could go and rest a little since I was gonna stay the night anyway. He slurred and yes and I went up the staircase near the kitchen. Since this house has like, 4 or something and I made and I saw a door with a load of band and guitar stickers on it so I guessed this was Syn’s room.


Gerard’s POV

And he I was laying. I couldn’t even feel Jake inside me. I couldn’t feel his thrusts, him pumping me, his slaps thanks to those pills. I don’t know what the fuck they were, but they made me literally oblivious to anything that hits my body. So here I was, bent down with my “boyfriend” inside of me. He was going pretty quickly but if I didn’t have these pills working their magic this would of hurt like a bitch. It probably will in the morning but I couldn’t care less to be honest with you.


Frank’s POV


Before I even entered the room I heard a girl moan so I just stepped away and looked for another room. God what is it with parties and getting laid? I don’t understand it. Just because you’re at a party and there happens to be a bed, don’t mean you have to go and fuck the first person you see right? And you don’t have to do it on other people’s bed. Ewww...
After looking bumping into closets I found another room. Must be a guest room ‘cause the rest where bathrooms or guest rooms which were occupied and this was the only where I didn’t hear either girls moaning or a bed creaking so hopefully I can get some rest.


Then I opened the door…what the fuck!?!?

Gerard’s POV

All of a sudden I felt a sharp pain in my face and ass. Fuck the drugs were wearing off. But I felt Jake stopping.…

I looked up to see why he stopped and saw Frank. Fuck! What the fuck is he doing in here?! Why has he seen me like this?
He didn’t say or do anything. Just stood there. I didn’t want him to see me like this. Fuck! Why do I do shit like this? I’m such a dick!!

Back to Frank’s POV

I just stood there. I just…didn’t know what to say or do…

“Hey kid! What the fuck are you doin’ here! Get the fuck out punk!” I heard the guy on top of Gerard say. Must have been Jake….


“Are you fucking deaf or something?! Get the fuck out!!!” He shouted again and got up in front of my face. Gerard just layed there and did nothing but watch me.


I was still in shock and just looked at Gerard, pleading with my eyes for help. All of a sudden, I felt Jake's fist collide with my haw, sending me to the ground. How could I defend myself? This guy is older and stronger than me.


I was lying on the ground, curled up in a protective ball around my head, thinking "How could Gerard do this? He's supposed to be my friend, yet he's just lying there watching his boyfriend beat the living shit out of me."

Before I knew it, Jake had picked me up by the hair and was dragging me down stairs, obliviou to everyone calling him off me. Syn even tried pulling him off, but with no luck. Jake just kept going. He dragged me out onto the front lawn, and threw me down, before he started kicking me in the stomach. I dont know how much damage he did exactly, but i was coughing up blood, so it must be bad.

Suddenly, the kicking stopped and I could hear his footsteps getting further and further away.

"Next time someone tells you to do something, kid, fuckin listen." He yelled, before going back inside.    

After a few minutes, I picked myself up off the ground and started limping down the street slowly, holding my ribcage and wiping my bloody nose on my sleeve. I didn't even make it hallway down the street before I heard heavy footsteps pounding behind me.

"Jake if you've come back for a second round then there's no need, I'm fucking leaving...” I hollered, not even looking behind me, but focusing my eyes on the sidewalk in front me in some attempt to shield my eyes from the heavy rain that had started to pour.

"It’s not Jake..." The person said, causing me to stop and look around.

"What do you want, Gerard?" I asked, looking him dead in the eye.


After a few seconds of staring at each other, Gerard replied to my question.

"This." He said.

He ran towards me, grabbing me by the shoulders, and before I knew it, he had lured me into a deep Kiss.