She Calls The Mansion Not a House but a Tomb

A/N Um... reviews maybe? No pressure or anything.. just kinda,... a nice gesture.... yeah, I'll get on with the story now.


Disclaimer: I own nothing but Aussie


'That bastard.' was all she could think as she pulled up her jeans, buttoning and zipping them with gusto. She ran her hands down her brown tank top and threw on an unbuttoned jean jacket over top. She wouldnt lie to herself, she decied as she pulled her hair into a sloppy ponytail and put on a thin pink head band to keep her bangs out of her eyes. She liked him. But the problem was, she had no clue what to do about it. She let out a frustrated growl as shew pulled on her brown and pink vans, rememebering how she had moaned his name in the shower the for the last two nights. 'God, I feel like his flipping whore and he hasn't even gotten my top off...' Aussie continued mentally abusing herself as she headed downstairs, grabbing her car keys as she went.

She began feeling slightly morbid on the car ride to school. All she could think about were his eyes. The way they made her so submissive and afraid. She liked that she didn't have control over what he would do. She didn't like that he had control over what she would.

She was afraid he would say something to her at school. Show off to all her friends that she had actually talked to someone who they wouldn't approve. And she hated herself for it. Aussie's thoughts turned bitter. 'Human beings are all so shallow. I guess that's what seperates us from the animals.' She pulled up into her senior parking space and turned off the car. She rested her forehead against her steering wheel and sighed.


She saw him at lunch. He was standing outside smoking and talking to the boys he normally hung out with. People called for Aussie to come sit and she tried not to look his way. She willed him not to see her. So naturally he did. Their eyes meet as he took a drag. 'Please don't!' she thought as he started to walk her way. She turned around and began to eat her food, internally screaming.

He was close enough to see it was her. 'Please stop.'

Then he was close enough to see the small portion of back exposed above her pants. 'Gerard, don't do it.'

Then he was close enough to see what kind of shoes she was wearing. 'God, no.'

Then he was close enough to see the tiny freckles on her neck. 'He's here.'

Aussie tensed up and readied for his voice to come ringing out with some smartass comment, dislodging her from her group of "friends" for life. Putting her in a position of being rejected by those who had it all and those who had nothing. She readied herself and she could have sworn she heard him open his mouth and take in air directly behind her. But nothing came. She waited. And still nothing.

Risking a glance out of the corner of her eye, she watched him walk over to a garbage can and put hs cigarette out on the ash tray on top. 'You bastard.' she thought, still in slight shock that he had resisted a chance to give her soething she at the moment felt she deserved. Her cheeks flushed slightly, Aussie ate the rest of her lunch on edge, afraid he might pop out of the bushes like a derranged psycho with a jason mask and a flippin machine gun. 'Your being unreasonable.' she told herself as she walked to class. It's just one boy.


Aussie licked her lips anxiously as she stared up at his window. She didn't know what she was doing there. It felt wrong. It felt like every instinct in her body was screaming to run. And all she could do was stare at his window. She heard the front door open and looked to it stupidly, her face blank and her mouth slightly opened. There was a boy that she had also seen at school and it clicked in her mind then that Gerard had a brother. He walked out and down the stairs, looking at her with an expression of curiousity.

'Yeahhhhh... what are you doing?' he asked, lifting one of his eyebrows at her as she stood in his front yard. Aussie didn't know why, but she instantly liked him. He wasn't intimadating like Gerard. He seemed like the kind of guy who could tell the funniest joke in the world and just smile at you while you laugh your ass off. She then rememebered she needed to talk.

"Uhhh... would you believe me if I told you I had no idea?" It was then Aussie saw Gerard standing in the doorway, his arms folded over his bare chest as he watched her. He didn't look amused. Then she realized what it must look like. Her standing there with his brother, he must have thought she had come for his brother instead. 'And why shouldn't I?' she thought defiantly, giving Gerard a sugary sweet smile before stepping close to his brother.

"Nice glasses." she smirked.

"Was that a cheap shot?"

"Would you let me have a real one if I asked?" Aussie was trying her best to flirtishly fight like she had done when she was younger and liked a boy. She risked another glance at Gerard who hitched his head back, motioning for her to get over there. She smiled sweetly at Gerard's brother and winked at him. With that she moved past him easily and glided by Gerard into the house.

As soon as she was in the house Gerard spun around and slammed the door. "What the hell was that?" he asked, his voice dangerously low.

"Your brother's cute." she said innocently as she sat down on his couch.

"Let's get one thing straight, your mine." His eyes were narrow and he seemed to be getting more angry as she simply rolled her eyes. On the inside though she was on fire. His possessivness igninted something that felt like a cat purring inside of her. "You wanna play games Aussie, I'll give you one hell of a game." With that he came over and grabbed Aussie by the tops of her arms and hauled her to her feet. He then swung her around and pinned her to a wall. Fear and excitment both raced through her veins as she felt him press his hard-on against her stomach. He lifted her up so that they're eyes were level and he held her in place useing his lower body. Aussie didn't have time to protest as he smashed his lips into hers, causing a small moan of suprise to come from her. He worked his lips against hers as he let his large hands run up and down her sides, pulling at her jacket until he could throw it on the floor. He sucked on her bottom lip until she let out a small whimper and he pulled back slightly, his beathing hard as he pressed his crotch against hers firmly.

"Whose are you?" he asked, squeezing one of her breasts in his hand.
"Whose are you?!?" he asked a little louder, squeezing her brest firmer. Aussie let out little pants and moans as he assulted her body.
"Ahh... I.. I.. uhh!" her eyes were closed tight.

"Look at me! Whose are you?" Aussie didn't want to say it. She didn't want him to know he had won. She knew she would only be getting into things deeper and hate herself for it later. But this was now. It was then that he was touching her. It was then she could smell his musky masculine scent. It was then and she needed more of it.

"Uhh, I'm yours!" she shouted as her head leaned back against the wall and she arched her back forward. Suddenly everything stopped. She could hear her words echo through his house. She could hear her own labored breathing. She could hear the buzz of a distant air conditioner. But all movement had stopped.
Slowly she opened her eyes and leane dher head forward. He was lookig at her. Really looking at her. Aussie squirmed under his intent gaze and slowly he backed away, letting her feet touch the floor once again. Her chest was heaving and she could feel her heart racing in her chest. The realization of her actions hit her like a ton of bricks and she felt weak. She went over to his door as he stood still watching her, never moving from that spot. Numbly she opened the front door, walked down the steps, and too her car. She got in and turned it on. IT wasn't until she was a few blocks away from her house that she started to cry freely.