I'm in Hell, But Please Don't Let Me Burn (5)
Rating : NC-17
Paring: Jalex! OF COURSEE!
POV: Jack and Alex.
Summary: Alex is just a boy with some issues.But little does he know his issues are not his fault.
Warnings: swearing.
(Alex)
Jack brought me some towels. He had such a worried look on his face. I know he is wondering what is wrong, but I just really don't feel like talking about it.
"Thanks" I said, not even looking up.
He left me to take a shower/bath. He turned the water on first. I striped out of my boxers. I did it carefully, it was hurting to bend over. The blood on my chest crumbling while I did so. I stepped into the warm bath and sat down. The bath tub would fill up eventually, eveb with the shower on. I washed my body the best way I could without hurting myslelf more.
When I got out I changed into the clothes Jack layed out for me. I walked out of the bathroom, Jack was staring at me with that same confused, worried, and scared look. God stop, he's looking at me like I'm some dead puppy.
"You can sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the floor" I said grabing a blanket off of the bed.
"No, Alex. You can sleep in the bed. I'll sleep on the floor, or we could just share. It doesn't bother me" He said to me.
"Are you s-sure?" I asked still holding my wrist close to me.
"yes! Now come here, let me see your wrist" I limped over to him with much difficulty and sat on his bed.
"Can you move it at all?" he asked
"no, I-it hurts pretty bad, I can't move it."
"Alex, What happen?" He was looking at me with those god damn eyes again. Ugh, I gave in.
"Are you sure you w-want to k-know?'' I looked up at him, and looked him in the eyes. Wow! I never noticed his eyes til now. They were the perfect shade of brown. Big, beautiful brown eyes.
"Only if you feel comfortable telling me"
"Okay. Well, You know that guy I was with at the show?" He nodded "Well, you might have figured it out, but, uh...he was/is my boyfriend. I'm gay. If you want me to leave now, I will" The tears were welling up in my eyes. "Alex, why would I want you to leave?" He seemed concerned. "THat's how it works with me. I think I found a friend and then they find out i'm gay and want nothing to do with me. So, if you want me to go, I will" I looked down, in shame, waiting for a response.
(Jack)
Alex had just told me he was gay. I mean i knew that, but, woah. He felt comfortable enough to tell me that? I'm surprised. "I would never leave you. I would never want you to leave, just because you're gay. Alex. In a matter of fact." I took a deep breath. "I am too" Oh crap!
Should I have said that?
Would he think I'm creepy?
What if he wants to go now?
"Y-you are?" He looked up at me, I could still see pain in his eyes. His beautiful eyes.
"Yes, tell me what happen?"
"Okay, well. S-ea--" he stopped, paused and took a deep breath like it was hard to say his name. "Sean, saw me talking to you, and well, he got jealous. He got all butthurt about it and started drinking. Normally when he's been drinking he just passes out before we get home, but he didn't this time. We have been going out for almost a year, and he'd been begging me and begging me to sleep with him. I would always tell him the same answer, ya'know. like I want to wait, and I'm waiting for the person I know is right. He still asked all the time. Rian and Zack said i should just brake up with him, but I loved him, I couldn't do that. Well later that night after the show, he was hammered pretty bad. I drove him home and.."
He stopped, Tears started falling faster down his face.
''What did he do Alex?"
"He..He R-r-raped me" He said in such a whisper I could barely hear it. He said it with pain in his voice, with fear, and hurt.
"Oh-Oh my god Alex, I'm so sorry I-I uh." I didn't know what to say. I just looked at him with wide eyes.
"It hurt like fuck Jack. I've I-'ve never been in so m-much p-p-pain before in my life"
"how did you get away?"
"He pulled out just so he could hit me but before he did, I knocked him off the bed and hit him with a lamp. He was knocked out"
"Did he prepare you or anything?" I asked him. And i know, from previous excperience, preperation is a big key.
"n-no. Not at all, no stretching, no lube, no nothing. Fuck he didn't even use a condom, Jack. What if i have some sicknes now?"
"If you do. I'll kill him"
"I-I felt like shit. and now, i just feel gross. Dirty, Used, abused, hurt and scared I'm so fucking scared Jack." I put my arms around him and pulled him in close. He needed comfort. He needed help. We layed back on my bed and i pulled the covers over us. I let him soak my shirt with tears. He sobbed for a good 30 minutes, before he passed out.
This boy was broken, I need to be here to help him
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OKAYYY! Sooo..i cried while writing this..I don't know why, i just did....lol...Thank you so much for all the nice comments. I wasn't so sure about this when i started but now, i like it! =] Thanks so much for reading!