I sit myself on the couch and Gee walks in holding a coke and my tablets.
"I thought I wasn't supposed to take them with fizzy drinks?"
"Oh well. Live life on the edge."
"I could die, Gee!"
"Not from soda and painkillers."
"You never know." I say, sitting back in defeat. I take the tablets.
"I'm sorry. You know... For earlier." Gerard looks at the floor.
"Hey. I was out of hand," I admit, putting a hand on his leg. "I should be the one who is sorry."
"Okay, but I didn't need to snap at you like that! I feel horrible."
"Hey. Don't be."
"Okay... You get sleep. Bandit might join you. I have to help them change the rooms a bit." He stands up and helps me turn myself so that I'm laying down and he puts a blanket over me. He turns on the TV, but I don't here much before I pass out from exhaustion.
"Dad?" I say as the man towers over me. "Dad, if it's you, you know this is wrong. Stop."
He has a mask on and I can't see the face. It's Dad's body type. I'm sure of it. He leans down, caressing my stomach with his fat, sausage fingers. He puts them up my pajama shirt and grabs my breasts. I writhe under him, praying for him to not do anything. The man holds me still and leans in biting and nipping at my neck. I cry out, but he doesn't stop. I struggle more and he calls out for help. Wait, I recognise the voice... Is that? The door bursts open and more people in hoods come in. They hold me down as the man on top of me moves his hand down my body.
"You wanna know who I am?" He whispers in my ear. I nod, tears streaming down my face. His hands are at my private place and I feel myself shaking. He shushes me and pulls his free hand towards his head. I look up as the mask is pulled off. Gerard sits above me.
"NO!" I cry, the men around me pull their masks off and I see Mikey, Frank, Ray, Joe, Andy, Patrick and Pete. "NO! It isn't real! You aren't here!"
"Trust me, it's real sweetheart." Gerard grins.
"NO!" I wake up screaming and covered in sweat. I feel the mix of tears and sweat pouring down my face when the light turns on and Joe runs in.
"You okay?" He asks.
"Yeah, I think I had a nightmare. I-I-" I look at Ray and push myself away.
"I heard a scream!" Andy rushes in. I push myself away more.
"Do you wanna talk about the dream?" Ray asks, sitting on the bed. I start shaking.
"Ri?" Andy questions, "Do you need your tablets?" I nod, hoping they would just leave.
"Ray, can you get my crutches?" I look at him. He nods and they both leave.
I breathe shakily. They wouldn't do that to me. They want to protect me. They won't hurt me. Gee won't hurt me. None of them would. Would they? I look up as the boys come back in. Andy hands me my tablets and Ray puts my crutches next to me.
"Let us know if you need anything, yeah?" Ray says as they go to leave.
"Wait! What's the time?" I ask.
"Four am. Try and get back to sleep for a bit." Andy says walking out after Ray. "If you can't you know where the kitchen is!" He calls. I laugh. That is why the wouldn't hurt me. They make me happy. I take the tablets and stand up, crutches under my arms for support. I hobble slowly out of the room, not waiting for the pain relief to kick in. I go to the front room and sit down. I turn on Captain America and watch, drifting back to sleep.
When I wake again, Gee is sat in front of me, looking concerned.
"What did you dream about?"
"What?" I look him in the eyes, searching for something. I don't know what though.
"What did you dream about? Bandit just told me something and I need an answer to a question I now have." I feel myself go red and shaky, remembering the dream. "Riley, you have to tell me. I need to know what your father did."
"Wait, what?!" I look at him, and he sees the terror in my eyes. "I dreamt of you. Okay? What the hell did he do to me, Gee?"
"What did you dream about us?"
"That you hurt me!" I scream at him, "I don't wanna talk about it!"
"Shit. Okay, he drugged you. Like I don't know. Bandit said he injected you with something. She said he told her that you won't want to be with us and you'll go running back to him. She was really scared."
"Oh my God. Gerard, I'm so sorry."
"Hey, don't worry. We'll figure this out."