Gimme Love

Mikey came in a few minutes later and checked me for bruises or scratches.

Gerard came in; he changed me and did my make up.

He had a smirk on his face the whole time; my back was slightly bruised so I didn’t bother to try to move too much.

He brought me out to Frank who was wearing casual wear.

“We’ll you clean up nicely.” Frank purred sending shivers down my spine.

I was taken back out to his car.

“You know the drill Stella; I will kill you if I have to.” He didn’t take his eyes off the road ahead of us.

I didn’t say anything I just stared out the window day dreaming of being home.

If you could even call it a home but it was slightly better than this.

He pulled into the parking lot of a mall.

Seriously? How cliché is that?

I did what he wanted, I tried on clothes and what not but I barley spoke.

The drive back was silent except for the light roar of Blow by Atreyu.

Frank’s eyes shifted over to me every so often.

I tried my best to ignore his looks but it seemed impossible since it was so constant.

He parked in front of the house and dragged me inside.

Ray, Mikey, and Gerard went to go get the bags out of the car.

I walked up the stairs my arms crossed over my chest.

Frank shoved me against the wall sending pain through my back.

One hand over my neck the other against the wall.

“Do you love me?” He asked

“No.” I spat.

“Why don’t you love me?” He growled his face twisted up into a scowl.

I stood there for a moment not sure whether I should answer or not.

“Answer me!” He yelled pulling me away from the wall then slamming me back against it again.

“I can’t love someone who hurts me.” I glared up at him.

His grip on me loosened and his look softened.

I even thought I saw a bit of hurt in his eyes as he released me.

I fell to the ground before scrambling away from him.

It was easy to find my way to his room, I turned on the TV a smirk crossed my face when I realized what I had done.

I had hurt the beast’s feelings,

And it felt damn good.