Warning: Slight smut & Mentions of self harm

For the past week I have been staying between Gerard and Mikey's, Ray's, and Frank's houses. We are all in Gerard's basement bedroom when I hear my phone vibrate. Also, this past week my mother has been begging me to go back but I really don't want to.

"Who is it Angel?" Frank asks as I pick up my phone and roll my eyes.

"It's the bitch again." I say then show Frank the message.

Evilbitch👿: Becky, please come back home. I'm really sorry I hit you and I feel really bad about it. I'm worried sweetheart.

"Wow. Maybe she shouldn't have hit you in the first place." Frank says with disgust. I nod then switch my phone off knowing she will try to call me again.

While watching The Nightmare Before Christmas I hear the basement door open and Donna walks in with a tray of drinks and snacks for us all.

"How are you dear?" She asks as Gerard takes the tray from her and places it on his bed.

"Same old really. My mother is trying to get me to go back to that house." I say with a bitter tone.

"Maybe you should contact her just to let her know you are safe." Donna suggests. I sigh then pick up my phone and turn it on.

Becky🐧: You don't need to concern yourself with me. I am safe with my friends. You know, the ones you don't like. Oh and by the way me and Frank are together.

Evilbitch👿: You better get your ass home right now young lady or you will be in bigger trouble than you already are. Also, you better break up with that boy. He is just a little punk that's no good for you.

Becky: Fuck you. Frank has done more for me in the short two weeks I have known him than you have ever done in the seventeen years I have been in this ugly world. He is not "just a little punk that is no good for me" he actually cares about me unlike you.

Evilbitch😈: If you do not come home right this instant I will call the police.

I close the message and switch my phone off again then throw it onto Gerard's bed  narrowly missing Gerard.

"What's wrong Angel? What did she say?" Frank asks.

"She basically demanded I go back there. She also called you "just a little punk" and she said you're no good for me. What does she know? Why should I listen to a God damn thing she says after what she did to me?" I say and cuddle into Frank a little more.

"Wow, I'm no good for you. That's a new one because most of the time it's the parents saying their child is too good for me." Frank says then kisses the top of my head.

"It's like she doesn't want me to be happy. It's no wonder my father wanted a divorce." I say then hear Frank hum and we watch the rest of the movie.

As soon as it finishes I ask Gerard if we can watch Corpse Bride and he smiles then nods. As he goes to put the film on we hear a loud banging come from the front door so the five of us sneak up the stairs. I sit on the top step and look through the small gap in the door to see Donna at the door then I hear the voices.

"Good evening ma'am. We have had a call about a missing person so we are going around the neighbourhood to see if any one has seen a girl. From the description the girl's mother gave us, she is around five foot two, slim, dark hair and she was last seen wearing a pair of black skinny jeans and a Green Day t-shirt. Have you seen her?" One of the officers asks. What the actual fuck? My mother actually called the police because I refused to go back there.

"Sorry officer no I haven't. If I do I will call you right away." Donna lies which makes me smile.

"Thank you ma'am. Have a good evening." The other officer says. I look at Gerard, Mikey, Frank, and Ray and they also can't believe what had just happened.

We go back down to Gerard's bedroom and I lay on his bed, put my face into one of his pillows and scream from anger and frustration. Why can't that bitch just let me live my life how I want? I feel the mattress dip as someone sits next to me then a hand on the small of my back.

"Hey, it will be okay sugar." I lift my head to see Gerard and he looks just as annoyed as I feel.

"I can't believe Donna lied too. Your mother is fucking epic Gee." I say with the smallest of smiles on my lips. He chuckles then nods his head before Frank walks over and sits the other side of me and pulls me into his arms.

After a few more hours we go upstairs and Donna is on the phone and she looks at me then shakes her head.

"Of course I will let you know if I see her. Okay. Yes I will do. Bye Arianna." Donna says then puts the phone down.

"Take it that was the woman who gave birth to me?" I ask and Donna nods.

"She has also called Frank's and Ray's mothers too and we have all said the same thing. Your mother said she will be coming over later so I suggest you stay at Linda's tonight just so your mother doesn't see you." Donna says. Oh great now my bitch mother is trying to hunt me down.

"I'm pretty sure my mother won't mind. She is usually off her face and doesn't really care who stays over." Frank says as he takes my hand making goosebumps appear on my skin.

After a few hours I hug Gerard, Mikey, and Ray before leaving with Frank to go to Linda's for the night.

"Frankie, why does my mother have to be such a bitch?" I ask as we walk out the backdoor so my mother doesn't see us walk out of Donna's.

"I don't know Angel. How about this, when we get back to my house we can sit in my bedroom and watch a movie with snacks?" Frank asks gently squeezing my hand so I look up at him and smile.

"That sounds great Frankie." I whisper as we eventually arrive at Frank's house. I was here a couple of nights ago so I already know where his bedroom is.

We walk into the house and Frank goes into the kitchen while I go up the stairs and to his bedroom. As I walk in I smile then sit on his bed while I wait for Frank to come upstairs. While waiting I start to get bored so I get up from Frank's bed and walk over to his white Epiphone Les Paul which he has named Pansy. I pick her up and I'm surprised at how light the instrument is then I sit on the desk and place her on my lap and start playing while singing something I have been practicing for our project.

"We're never good enough
Except when you've had too much to drink
To think, to care
These broken bones go nice
With that light you hate to see me in
'Cause it sings "I'm a mess" when we touch

(don't fucking touch me)

Take care of everyone
Except for those that cared for you
But it's fine, they don't mind
'Cause they know you're a fuck

I hate everything I do
'Cause I learned it from you
I'm your bastard
But I'm not anything like you
No, I'm fantastic!
But I'm still not worth your time

I'm so sick of covering up
These blacks and blues and cuts
'Cause they're mine, to define
But they don't
Because I'm more than your worst

I've finally had enough
And I'm finally all grown up
So this time, you're all mine
You look scared
'Cause you know I'm a fuck

(sirens, sirens, sirens come and take me away)

I hate everything I do
'Cause I learned it from you
I'm your bastard
But I'm not anything like you
No, I'm fantastic!
But I'm still not worth your time

I hate everything I do
'Cause I learned it from you
I'm your bastard
But I'm not anything like you
No, I'm fantastic!
But I'm still not worth your time."

"Wow Angel. What was that?" I look up to see Frank walk into his bedroom with a tray of snacks and two cups of coffee.

"Just something I have been working on for the project. It came to me a few nights ago. I was thinking about what my mother has put me through and came up with Fantastic Bastards." I say as I place Pansy back then walk over to him.

"It's fucking rad. We are definitely using that. Even though I also come up with something too." Frank says.

"Well, let's hear it then Frankie." I say. He puts the tray down then walks to get Pansy and sits on the desk like I did. He looks at me with a smile on his handsome face then closes his eyes as he starts to play then sings.

"While you were fucking up
I went and found something new

Packed up all my shit
Stole back all my tapes
Left your spare key under the mat

This is not a joke
You'd better learn to take a hint
'Cause I'm not coming back

Maybe you'll understand
When you're waking up alone
In a cold and empty bed

If you're reading this, I'm gone
Happy birthday
PS, don't write
'Cause you will not get a reply

While you were fucking up
I got my life in shape

Somewhere along the line
I found a hidden strength
I didn't know I had

Standing on my own
Cutting all the strings
That you used to control
Surprise surprise
I am long gone

If you thought you could keep me down
By holding me up
You were wrong
You don't call the shots anymore

While you were fucking up
I learned to love myself again

Even better now
I learned to hate you
C'est la vie, baby
We're through
See you around
Maybe on the sixth of never."

When he finishes the song he opens his eyes and looks at me and I can see pain in the hazel-green irises then he puts Pansy down then walks over to me.

"Wow, who was that about?" I ask as we lay on his bed and I lay my head on his chest.

"About Jennifer. For three years she had a hold on me but now, now she doesn't. I realize that and I couldn't be happier with where my life is minus my mother being a whore." He says as he skims his calloused fingertips over the exposed skin of my waist.

"Looks like we are both a little fucked up Frankie." I whisper then hear him chuckle.

"Yes we are." He says softly.

I sit up and look into his eyes feeling my heart beating eratically against my chest, butterflies erupt in my stomach and something else I don't know how to describe. My eyes travel down to his lips and to the metal that decorates his bottom lip then gulp. Fuck what he could do with that mouth. Frank sits up a little and my eyes dart back up to look into the captivating hazel-green I love seeing and he leans closer then stops, making me frustrated.

"Just fucking kiss me you dork." I whisper. He chuckles before pressing his lips to mine.

The moment his lips touch mine fireworks, electricity and heat ignite a fire in my soul making me feel alive. He gently lays me back while climbing on top so he is hovering over me then presses his lips to mine a bit harder causing me to gasp. He sees this as an opportunity to slide his skilled, soft, talented tongue into my mouth as we fight for dominance, pulling a whorish moan from my throat as he dominates my mouth.

"Mmm Frankie." I moan as we break for air. He hums then kisses along my jawline and straight to the spot on my neck making another small breathy moan leave my lips. I feel his cold piercing press against the spot as he kisses, bites and sucks it over and over making more breathy moans leave my lips. He trails his lips back to mine and I instantly let him dominate my mouth again. I gasp then moan as he grinds against my core making heat travel down making me wetter and needy.

"Fuck Angel so fucking beautiful." He moans as he grinds down again making me moan obnoxiously loud.

"Frankie, fuck. Feels so good." I moan as I grind up against his hard erection in his jeans.

I trail my hand down his chest and stomach before reaching the top of his tight jeans. He stops grinding against me and looks into my eyes. I smirk at him as I pop the button open then slide my hand into his jeans and palm his cock through the thin fabric of his boxer shorts making him let out a breathy moan. I move my hand to the band of his boxer shorts and look up at Frank to see he is looking into my eyes with lust blown hazel-green eyes.

"Angel, you don't need to do... ah shit." He moans as I slide my hand into his boxer shorts and wrap my hand around his throbbing cock.

"I want to Frankie." I whisper then nibble his jaw.

I slowly move my hand watching how Frank is reacting. He has his eyes closed, mouth forming the perfect O shape and his eyebrows furrowed as I stroke him. I stop my movements making him whine until I push him onto the bed then take down his jeans and boxer shorts then wrap my hand around his cock again and stroking a little faster. He throws his head back and lets out the most erotic moan to ever grace my ears making heat rush to my core. Shit that is one of the hottest things I have ever heard.

"Oh feels good Angel. Ah shit don't stop." He moans as he bucks his hips up trying to get more friction. I shake my head at him still smirking as he looks down at me.

I lower my head and kiss the tip of his cock then swirl my tongue around and into the slit collecting the precum on my tongue and moaning at the taste. Frank's jaw drop then he throws his head back as I take the head of his cock into my mouth. I take what I can of him into my mouth and stroke what doesn't fit then hollow my cheeks and start moving my head.

"Shit oh God." He moans as he combs his fingers through my hair then gently pulls at it making me moan around his cock. I have a pain kink sue me.

I bob my head a little faster then still and let him thrust up into my mouth. His cock hits the back of my throat making me slightly gag but Frank doesn't stop. I breath through my nose as he continues to use my mouth as fuck toy.

"Shit fucking move. I'm going to ah fuck." He growls as he cums down my throat. I swallow what I can and he moans as my throat closes around his sensitive cock then he pulls me up and kisses me slowly.

"Wow, what was that about?" He asks as he pulls his boxer shorts on then throws off his jeans onto his bedroom floor. I just giggle and lay my head on his chest while he combs his fingers gently through my now matted hair.

I feel his other hand stroke along my top of my jean shorts then the button gets popped open making me look up at Frank.

"You made me feel good so it's only fair I do the same back." He says with a seductive bite of his bottom lip. I shake my head so he moves his hand away from my jeans shorts and puts it on my waist.

"I don't want you to Frankie. I erm... I kind of got off from sucking your cock." I say then hide my burning face against his chest.

"Fuck that's hot." He says then kisses the top of my head.

After an hour of cuddling in silence Frank moves down his bed and puts the television on then puts in a movie. He comes and lays next to me again, takes me into his arms and I lay on his chest listening to his heart beating.

Halfway through the movie my phone vibrates in my pocket making me jump and Frank looks at me. I get my phone out to see a message from Gerard.

Geebearxoxo💜: Next time make sure Frank doesn't butt dial me. I heard everything.

Oh fuck. I show Frank the message and he just chuckles then shrugs his shoulders.

"I've heard Gerard more times than I care to remember." He says so I decide to message Gerard back.

Sugar💖: I'm so sorry Geebear. Anyway, is my mother there?

Geebearxoxo💜: Yes she is. She is in the living room upstairs crying to my mother and playing victim. It's all about her and not you but we know she is the one in the wrong.

Sugar💖: That's how she has always been. Nothing is ever her fault because it's always someone else's. I bet she is calling me a waste of space or even a slut.

Geebearxoxo💜: I heard her call you a mistake but that was while I was getting a coffee.

Sugar💖: That doesn't surprise me one bit. The night I snuck Frank into my bedroom the fucker gave me a hickey and she lost her shit and called me a hussy.

Geebearxoxo💜: Fucking hell there is something wrong with her. That is disgusting calling your own daughter a slut and a hussy.

Sugar💜: I'm used to it Gee. Anyway, I'm going to go as Frank is being a bitch. See you tomorrow 😘

Geebearxoxo💜: Frank is always a bitch. See you tomorrow sugar 😘

I close the messages then look at Frank who has an amused smirk on his face and his eyebrow is raised.

"I'm a bitch, am I?" He asks.

"The biggest bitch I know." I sass. He chuckles then climbs on top of me and pins my wrists against the pillow.

"I will show you how much of a bitch I am." He growls. I gulp as his eyes grow dark. Shit okay this side of Frank is even hotter.

I gasp as he bites down on my neck then starts sucking, hard, most likely leaving another mark like he did the night I snuck him into my bedroom. I feel his hand skim over my jean shorts then he presses his finger against my heat making me moan. He slides his hand into them and starts circling his thumb over my clothed clit while continuing the assault on my neck moving to another part and biting that spot too.

"Fr-Frankie, st-stop." I gasp. He instantly moves his hand from my jean shorts and stops the assault on my neck. He lets go of my wrist then winces when he looks at them.

"Angel, when did you do that?" He asks and my face instantly pales because I know he is asking about the cuts on my arm. He sits next to me and takes my arm into his hands then brings it to his lips and presses feather light kisses over each cut.

"I did it about a week ago after my mother called me a hussy." I whisper as tears sting my eyes. Frank pauses then wipes the tears from my cheek then presses a gentle kiss to my lips.

"You are not a hussy or a slut. Your mother is vile and she should stop treating you like a child. You're nearly eighteen. An adult and she needs to understand that." He says as he strokes my cheek and I lean into his touch.

"I know but I think it's because I'm an only child and she wants me to stay a child forever." I say then sigh. I hate how my mother has always treated me like a child whereas my father treated me more like an adult.

"I'm my mother's only child but she doesn't give a shit what I do." Frank says. I look up at him and press my lips to his and he hums contentedly. Frank pulls away then lays against the pillow and opens his arms wide. I giggle then jump into his arms and he wraps them tightly around me then he presses a kiss to my temple. I look up at him to see his hazel-green eyes sparkling then lay on his chest letting my eyes drift shut as tiredness consumes me.