Go ahead and cry little girl
Nobody does it like you do
I know how much it matters to you
I know that you got daddy issues
♡

Gearad sat at the table with his father and smaller brother. It was around nine o'clock and Frank had returned home.

"When did you start wearing those skirts again?" Mikey asked taking a bit of his lasagna.

"Oh um...Well today." Gerard lied. He had been wearing the skirts alone in his room for about two years now.

"Well, I think its beautiful darling." Geard's father smilled placing a hand on his sons small thigh from under the table.

Gerard shivered under the large mans touch and scooted away. Gerard put on a nervous fake smile and continued eating.

Mikey gave Gerard a sympathetic smile as he finished eating. Mikey still sat there toying with the stray pieces of food on his plate.

"Michael, aren't you done with your food?" The boys' father questioned.

"Um yes sir."

"Well go on and put away your plate." He said motioning with his hand.

Mikey hesitated looking over to Grerard then obeyed his father's commands.

"I-I I'm not hungry." Gerard stutterd.

"Yes you are baby doll."he grinned back.

Gerard shuffled his feet under the table watching the untied shoe laces of his old converses sway. The phine in the living room rang causing Gerard's father to get up and answer.

"Excuse me baby, I'll be back soon."

After his father was out of sight, Gerard grabbed his plate and began raking it into the trash.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..." Gerard muttered under his breath.

"Ah yes, thank you for calling. I do look forward to the business meeting next Tuesday. All right thanks have a good night."

Gerard rushed over to his seat again placing the almost empty plate on the table mat. His fork fell from the plate causing a loud clattering noise.

"Now what's going on here?" Gerard's father asked, walking towards him.

"Well aren't you going to pick it up?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

Gerard gulped and bent down to pick up the fallen utensil.

Gerard's entire body clenched as he felt the older man's hand caress his ass as he picked up the fork. Gerard's jaw chenched as he handed his father the fork.

"Thank you, princess." He smilled.

"Fuck, you should wear those things more often." The man said his hand sliding up Gerard's frilly skirt.

Gerard pushed his hand away and took a step backwards. "I'm going to go to bed." He said shakily.

"Oh well goodnight princess."

"Goodnight daddy."

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Gerard woke up the next morning with red rings around his eyes, along with dried tears.

He picked himself off of his bed and made his way to the bathroom, taking a quick shower.

Afterwards he went through his closet, his towle wrapped around him ans his raven colored hair wet and slicked back.

Gerard pulled out a baby blue sweater with oversized sleeves and a thumb cut out. He paired it with a a mid thigh lenge white mini skirt (scroll to the end for reference pictures)

Gerard dried through his hair and slipped on some white lacy panties.

There was a knock on the door. "Princess will you be joining us for breakfast?" Gerard's father asked.

"No sir." Gerard answerd.

He opened the door and walked in.
"Are you sure because I've made some French toa-"

"I'm getting dressed!" Gerard squealed, covering his exposed torso.

"Aren't you a pretty little thing." He smilled stepping into the room.

He grabbed Gerard's towel tossing it to the floor.

Gerard squealed as the man trailed his hands over his chest.

"My beautiful baby boy." He whispered.

"Please..." Gerard pleased squeezing his eyes shut wishing for everyone to disappear.

"You know I think about you alot." The lager man said getting closer to Geards ear.

"All the naughty things I want to do to you." He said moving his hand to the small of Gerard's back.

A tear trailed down Gerard's cheek as he gave up on wiggling out of the man's grip.

"I touch myself thinking of you." He grunted reaching for Geards dick.

Gearad gasped. "I-I-I have to go to school soon, I'm-I'm going to be late."

"Oh yes, school huh?" The man chucked.

"I'll see you when you get home, princess." He grinned exiting the room.

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"Hey, Gee!" Frank exclaimed when he saw Gerard walking down the hall.

"Hi, Frankie" he smilled giving him a hug.

"I missed you." Gerard said Intertwining their fingers.

"Well we just saw each other last night, but you know what? I missed you too."

Gerard smilled.

They made their way to class together sitting in the seats they did when they first met.

"Ok class, today we will be using all of our class time to get to know your partner a little better." Mrs. Craven announced.

"That's a waist of time we could be spending on our projects." Gerard stated sternly looking back up to Frank.

"Yeah, but I would like to get to know a bit more about you." Frank smilled.

"Oh." Gerard blushed.

"Ok, um let's see. I'll ask some questions all you have to do is answer them. If you want of course."

Gerard nodded.

"Ok, so what's your favorite color."

Gerard smiled at the simplicity of the question. He needed that right now.

"Pink."

"I should have known." Frank giggled. "Whats your favorite animal?"

"I really like Kittys. I wish I had one."

"Why don't you?"

Gerard shrugged. "Never asked."

"You should. You'd be so cute with a kitten."

"What's your dad like?" Frank askesd.

Gerard's heart seemed to tighten.

What do you say to that? 'Oh he's great, aside from when he's molesting me!'

"Oh well uh, you dont have to answer that one is you don't want to."

Gerard whipped his eyes to avoid the tears that were begging to show.

"Are you ok? I'm sorry, did I say something wrong?"

Gerard shook his head.

"Oh well we don't have to do this question shit anymore." Frank said reaching to stroke Gerard's leg for comfort. Gerard jumped jerking away.

"I'm sorry." Frank imedeatly apologized.

Gerard sighed at how pitiful of a human being he was.

"What about you, Frankie? I don't know alot about you." Gerard smilled.

"Oh yeah, uh what do you want to know?"

"Who do you live with?" Gerard asked curiously.

Frank rolled his eyes and sighed. "My father. He sucks sometimes."

Gerard smilled at Frank's sudden angst. The teenage mind taking something as small as not being able go eat your favorite meal for dinner as a sign of hatred. Gerard actually had a reason to hate his dad, yet he didn't. Gerard would admit, his father wasn't his favorite person. That was Mikey.
The only reason he stayed so strong was Mikey. He was only thrirteen and he already had to deal with the fact that his father was a sick pedophile who constantly made moves on his big brother.

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"So, your house again?" Frank casually asked as they walked down the side walk.

Gerard gasped his mind freezing as the words chimed through his head:

"I'll see you when you get home, princess."

"No!" Gerard stated loudly still a scared, yet sill blank expression on his face.

"Yeah, ok that's fine we can work at mine this time. Are you ok?" Frank soothed patting Gerard on his back.

"Thank you." Gerard said hugging Frank tightly, like a life line.

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Gee's outfit :

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A\N: so far how is this???