Chapter 2 of those 3 last words
Title: Those Three last words...
Author: Dark_dreamer123
Pairing: Gerard/Bert
Rating: NC-17
POV: Bert's POV
Chapter:1/10
Summary : Bert wakes up one day to realize that his world is forever changed.
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue
Author Note:Warning this has rape mentions of drugs and drinking. If you have any problems with it then tell me or plain and simple don’t read it. Special thanks to my beta Tanya. You made this chapter work so well. This is my first time posting in Bert/Gerard I hope you all like it. If you get confused at any point just ask me. If there any pierre/david in this story point them out to me if i missed any.
Chapter one and Intro
Chapter Two
"You bastard, get me my beer!" Bert yelled to Gerard. Gerard sighed sadly. He hated seeing Bert like this Gerard grabbed two beers and walked back over to his former boyfriend. He handed him the bottles and walked back into his room to lay on the bed.
Bert had been hitting him lately, and every time he did it hurt a little more than the time before. Gerard hears the door creek open. The floorboards squeaking with every footstep. He looks up to see Bert standing in front of him. Bert throws his beer bottle somewhere around the room and jumps on Gerard He rips Gerard’s small shirt off and lifts him to remove his pants. Gerard cries out knowing what Bert is going to do and that he has no way of stopping him.
As Bert pushed into Gerard and starts to move in and out of him creating a hard rhythm, all Gerard would try to think about was the night they were in love. The night Gerard gave himself to Bert. It seemed like such a long time ago. However, to Gerard he could still hear their soft moans and gentle rocking.
Gerard screamed out in pain as Bert thrust hard burying himself deep into Gerard’s body. Bert was breathing heavily in Gerard’s ear. Gerard whimpered helplessly when Bert came into him hard. Bert pulled out roughly and threw Gerard back onto the bed. He left Gerard lying broken and bleeding on the bed.
I jumped out of bed to the sound of Gerard screaming. I looked to my right where Gerard usually laid but he wasn't there. I walked through the clean house and finally found Gerard sitting in the corner of the living room with his legs pulled to his chest as he rocked himself back and forth. I leaned down and whispered his name. He looked up, whispered my name, and started to cry. I moved one of my hands to take his. He flinched at my touch.
“Gerard, what happened?" I asked. These three days for us had been weird. Gerard had been like this every night. He still hadn't told me what had happened with me and him.
"You..." he whimpered. I didn't care if he flinched or not, I pulled him into my arms. He tensed up and tried to get out of my embrace.
"I'm not letting you go babe." He whimpered and cried softly, yet he pulled me closer to him and clawed at my shirt desperately.
“Bert...please...tell me this is all a dream," he whispered. I pulled him off the floor and back to our bed and laid him down on it. He looked up at me and closed his eyes. He screamed out 'No'. I looked down at him and climbed in to my side. I pulled him to me. He hit at my chest trying desperately to get away. "Stop! Bert...get off me," he whispered, and I looked at the small man. My hands rubbed up and down his back soothingly.
"Calm down babe, don't make yourself sick," I whispered. He shook his head.
"You're sick Bert. Why did you do that to me? You knew I loved you and you still hurt me."
I made Gerard face me. "What did I do Gerard? I don't understand any of this. I can't remember anything from the past year. Is there something wrong with me?" He shook his head.
"You have to be lying Bert. I remember everything like it was yesterday. Why can't you?"
"I don't know. Do you remember that night? The night in the hotel room, our last night on tour?" He nodded. "That's the last memory I have of us."
“Bert that was over a year ago."
"I know, my night with you there was amazing, Gerard."
Gerard nodded. "I don't remember what if felt like," he whispered. He pulled out of my embrace to look at me.
"Don't remember what?" I asked. He wiped his tear stained cheeks and whispered the word love.
December 28, 2005...
"Mmmm, I love you," Gerard whispered as Bert kissed him on the lips. Gerard moaned into Bert's mouth, and Bert pulled away smiling.
"I love you too babe," Bert said as he pulled Gerard’s shirt over his head and slowly kissed his chest. Gerard moaned and Bert lifted up and grabbed Gerard’s hand leading him to the bed in the hotel room.
Gerard laid back on the big bed and Bert slowly climbed on him. He started to remove Gerard’s black pants and boxers. Bert smiled when he saw that Gerard was hard after only a few deep kisses and some nipple playing. Bert took Gerard in his hand and stroked him until he was fully hard, and kissed Gerard’s neck as he moaned with pleasure.
Bert then started to strip his clothing. Once he was naked, he straddled Gerard, but abruptly stood up.
"Where are you going?" Gerard asked breathless.
"To get some lube from our bag. I don't want to hurt you babe," Bert answered and looked around the room for the bag. After some digging around he found a tube of KY Jelly and a condom. He knew how Gerard hated the mess afterwards.
Bert climbed back on the bed. "Foreplay or no foreplay?" Bert joked. Gerard giggled.
"No foreplay, just do it." Bert nodded and placed the condom on himself and took some lube to prepare Gerard. After a few strokes and some thrusts from Bert’s fingers, Gerard was ready.
Bert place one of Gerard’s legs around his hip and started to push into him. Gerard whimpered a bit and scrunched his face as Bert slid all the way into him. Once Bert’s hips rested over Gerard’s ass he started to pull out again. He spread Gerard’s legs wider as he slowly thrust back into him.
Every thrust from Bert was soft and gentle. It was almost like it was their first time all over again. Sweat started to from on their bodies, and the humidity in the room made it hard to breathe, so both of their breaths were short and shallow. Gerard started to get that familiar feeling in his stomach as Bert slowly kept hitting his prostate. It was like a sick feeling but it felt so good. Bert hit his spot again, and Gerard cried out loud pleasure running through every part of his body.
Gerard’s mouth opened and he let out a shaky moan. He felt Bert start to kiss his neck and lick every part of his skin he could reach. Gerard pulled his face to his and smashed their mouths together in a passionate kiss. Both of them moaned softly as their breath was exchanged, their noses running over each others lips and tongues searching one another's mouths. Gerard arched his back as Bert buried himself deeper. This caused him to move away from Bert's mouth. He moaned as Bert leaned down and licked his lips.
“Bert, fuck don't stop," Gerard whispered as Bert continued his slow rhythm. He shook his head and ran his hand up and down Gerard’s side.
"I'll love you forever, I promise," Bert moaned. Gerard whimpered as he felt himself reaching climax and jerked himself off.
Bert kept hitting Gerard s sensitive prostate causing him to shake with pleasure. Bert kissed him one last time before he released and fell on him spent. Gerard wrapped his arms around him tightly. "Me too," Gerard promised as he shut his eyes.
I sighed at the memory. I looked down at Gerard’s shaking form and pulled him to me. "Why? Why do this to me Bert?" he cried. I kissed his forehead softly.
"What did I do? Gerard, babe, I don't remember anything. I swear to God," I pleaded. The tears kept falling from my eyes. Gerard looked up at me with wide eyes.
"You raped me Bert," he whispered.
I shook my head. "No...no...no, I wouldn't," I whispered pulling him closer to me.
"You raped me Bert. You hurt me, and you didn't stop. I loved you so much Bert, but after that you ripped my heart in two. I stayed with you Bert...I had to, if I didn't you would have killed yourself or died alone. I couldn't let you, but every night you would let guys pay you for a round with me," Gerard said as he tried to catch his breath.
"No, Gerard. Tell me that's not true, please!" I shouted as I kissed his forehead. Tears were falling from my eyes and landing in Gerard’s hair. Gerard clawed at my hand as his whimpering and sniffles died down.
"I wish it wasn't Bert."
Author: Dark_dreamer123
Pairing: Gerard/Bert
Rating: NC-17
POV: Bert's POV
Chapter:1/10
Summary : Bert wakes up one day to realize that his world is forever changed.
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue
Author Note:Warning this has rape mentions of drugs and drinking. If you have any problems with it then tell me or plain and simple don’t read it. Special thanks to my beta Tanya. You made this chapter work so well. This is my first time posting in Bert/Gerard I hope you all like it. If you get confused at any point just ask me. If there any pierre/david in this story point them out to me if i missed any.
Chapter one and Intro
Chapter Two
"You bastard, get me my beer!" Bert yelled to Gerard. Gerard sighed sadly. He hated seeing Bert like this Gerard grabbed two beers and walked back over to his former boyfriend. He handed him the bottles and walked back into his room to lay on the bed.
Bert had been hitting him lately, and every time he did it hurt a little more than the time before. Gerard hears the door creek open. The floorboards squeaking with every footstep. He looks up to see Bert standing in front of him. Bert throws his beer bottle somewhere around the room and jumps on Gerard He rips Gerard’s small shirt off and lifts him to remove his pants. Gerard cries out knowing what Bert is going to do and that he has no way of stopping him.
As Bert pushed into Gerard and starts to move in and out of him creating a hard rhythm, all Gerard would try to think about was the night they were in love. The night Gerard gave himself to Bert. It seemed like such a long time ago. However, to Gerard he could still hear their soft moans and gentle rocking.
Gerard screamed out in pain as Bert thrust hard burying himself deep into Gerard’s body. Bert was breathing heavily in Gerard’s ear. Gerard whimpered helplessly when Bert came into him hard. Bert pulled out roughly and threw Gerard back onto the bed. He left Gerard lying broken and bleeding on the bed.
I jumped out of bed to the sound of Gerard screaming. I looked to my right where Gerard usually laid but he wasn't there. I walked through the clean house and finally found Gerard sitting in the corner of the living room with his legs pulled to his chest as he rocked himself back and forth. I leaned down and whispered his name. He looked up, whispered my name, and started to cry. I moved one of my hands to take his. He flinched at my touch.
“Gerard, what happened?" I asked. These three days for us had been weird. Gerard had been like this every night. He still hadn't told me what had happened with me and him.
"You..." he whimpered. I didn't care if he flinched or not, I pulled him into my arms. He tensed up and tried to get out of my embrace.
"I'm not letting you go babe." He whimpered and cried softly, yet he pulled me closer to him and clawed at my shirt desperately.
“Bert...please...tell me this is all a dream," he whispered. I pulled him off the floor and back to our bed and laid him down on it. He looked up at me and closed his eyes. He screamed out 'No'. I looked down at him and climbed in to my side. I pulled him to me. He hit at my chest trying desperately to get away. "Stop! Bert...get off me," he whispered, and I looked at the small man. My hands rubbed up and down his back soothingly.
"Calm down babe, don't make yourself sick," I whispered. He shook his head.
"You're sick Bert. Why did you do that to me? You knew I loved you and you still hurt me."
I made Gerard face me. "What did I do Gerard? I don't understand any of this. I can't remember anything from the past year. Is there something wrong with me?" He shook his head.
"You have to be lying Bert. I remember everything like it was yesterday. Why can't you?"
"I don't know. Do you remember that night? The night in the hotel room, our last night on tour?" He nodded. "That's the last memory I have of us."
“Bert that was over a year ago."
"I know, my night with you there was amazing, Gerard."
Gerard nodded. "I don't remember what if felt like," he whispered. He pulled out of my embrace to look at me.
"Don't remember what?" I asked. He wiped his tear stained cheeks and whispered the word love.
December 28, 2005...
"Mmmm, I love you," Gerard whispered as Bert kissed him on the lips. Gerard moaned into Bert's mouth, and Bert pulled away smiling.
"I love you too babe," Bert said as he pulled Gerard’s shirt over his head and slowly kissed his chest. Gerard moaned and Bert lifted up and grabbed Gerard’s hand leading him to the bed in the hotel room.
Gerard laid back on the big bed and Bert slowly climbed on him. He started to remove Gerard’s black pants and boxers. Bert smiled when he saw that Gerard was hard after only a few deep kisses and some nipple playing. Bert took Gerard in his hand and stroked him until he was fully hard, and kissed Gerard’s neck as he moaned with pleasure.
Bert then started to strip his clothing. Once he was naked, he straddled Gerard, but abruptly stood up.
"Where are you going?" Gerard asked breathless.
"To get some lube from our bag. I don't want to hurt you babe," Bert answered and looked around the room for the bag. After some digging around he found a tube of KY Jelly and a condom. He knew how Gerard hated the mess afterwards.
Bert climbed back on the bed. "Foreplay or no foreplay?" Bert joked. Gerard giggled.
"No foreplay, just do it." Bert nodded and placed the condom on himself and took some lube to prepare Gerard. After a few strokes and some thrusts from Bert’s fingers, Gerard was ready.
Bert place one of Gerard’s legs around his hip and started to push into him. Gerard whimpered a bit and scrunched his face as Bert slid all the way into him. Once Bert’s hips rested over Gerard’s ass he started to pull out again. He spread Gerard’s legs wider as he slowly thrust back into him.
Every thrust from Bert was soft and gentle. It was almost like it was their first time all over again. Sweat started to from on their bodies, and the humidity in the room made it hard to breathe, so both of their breaths were short and shallow. Gerard started to get that familiar feeling in his stomach as Bert slowly kept hitting his prostate. It was like a sick feeling but it felt so good. Bert hit his spot again, and Gerard cried out loud pleasure running through every part of his body.
Gerard’s mouth opened and he let out a shaky moan. He felt Bert start to kiss his neck and lick every part of his skin he could reach. Gerard pulled his face to his and smashed their mouths together in a passionate kiss. Both of them moaned softly as their breath was exchanged, their noses running over each others lips and tongues searching one another's mouths. Gerard arched his back as Bert buried himself deeper. This caused him to move away from Bert's mouth. He moaned as Bert leaned down and licked his lips.
“Bert, fuck don't stop," Gerard whispered as Bert continued his slow rhythm. He shook his head and ran his hand up and down Gerard’s side.
"I'll love you forever, I promise," Bert moaned. Gerard whimpered as he felt himself reaching climax and jerked himself off.
Bert kept hitting Gerard s sensitive prostate causing him to shake with pleasure. Bert kissed him one last time before he released and fell on him spent. Gerard wrapped his arms around him tightly. "Me too," Gerard promised as he shut his eyes.
I sighed at the memory. I looked down at Gerard’s shaking form and pulled him to me. "Why? Why do this to me Bert?" he cried. I kissed his forehead softly.
"What did I do? Gerard, babe, I don't remember anything. I swear to God," I pleaded. The tears kept falling from my eyes. Gerard looked up at me with wide eyes.
"You raped me Bert," he whispered.
I shook my head. "No...no...no, I wouldn't," I whispered pulling him closer to me.
"You raped me Bert. You hurt me, and you didn't stop. I loved you so much Bert, but after that you ripped my heart in two. I stayed with you Bert...I had to, if I didn't you would have killed yourself or died alone. I couldn't let you, but every night you would let guys pay you for a round with me," Gerard said as he tried to catch his breath.
"No, Gerard. Tell me that's not true, please!" I shouted as I kissed his forehead. Tears were falling from my eyes and landing in Gerard’s hair. Gerard clawed at my hand as his whimpering and sniffles died down.
"I wish it wasn't Bert."