Hey Pretty (21/?)
Hey Pretty
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Matt/Dom
WARNING: This chapter deals with some Non/Con and violence
Summary: “Hey pretty, don’t you wanna take a ride with me through my
world?” Based on the lyrics of 'Hey Pretty' by Poe. Soundtrack
is available here!
Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15 | Chapter 16 | Chapter 17 | Chapter 18 | Chapter 19 | Chapter 20
A/N:
I am SO sorry for taking so long to post anything with this story again. I've had some.. trying times and well.. here's to hoping that I am back to working on this again!
Also, special thanks to shiner1 who pointed out some errors!
Dealing with police wasn't how I had planned on spending my night. I'd just wanted to spend the night with Matthew, eating some Thai food while watching bad television, curled up together on the couch that would eventually leading into a make out session and some sex.
Instead I was being submitted to a battery of questioning by the police at the coffeehouse, though as soon as they had heard that there was more of a background to the situation than me just assaulting Clive for no apparent reason, I found that the both of us were handcuffed and lead off to the station for further questioning. Kelly had interjected at that point, trying to get more information out of me at that point, nearly getting herself arrested in the process for attempting to keep me from being hauled off to jail.
I'd had to convince the officers quickly not do arrest her as well.
“Look, you've got me in handcuffs already, I haven't resisted you once, I'm going to come along quietly, just let me talk to her already and I promise that I'll cooperate with you just as I've been doing this entire time. Please?” I pleaded with the young looking Hispanic officer that was arresting me. He looked to be barely out of his mid twenties but being a cop in this area had hardened his eyes and he looked like he wasn't going to give in. One last 'please' from Kelly however was the straw that broke the camels back and he caved.
“Alright, fine! You've got two minutes.” he told us both and let Kelly and I talk. He did, however, not trust me completely, keeping a hand on my handcuffed wrists. It didn't matter.
“What the hell is going on Dom?” Kelly asked and tilted her head to Clive who was being hauled off in cuffs, hurling obscenities in my direction. I ignored them and turned my attention to Kelly.
“That's Clive Whitmer, My boss. Well, former boss likely, I think I just voided my contract with him after I punched him. Not that it was a good contract anymore. I'm just sick of having to..” I stopped, unsure how much I wanted to voice just yet.
“Look, I know I've screwed things up royally now. But whatever happens, I want you to take care of Matt and Nate. I love them both so much but after this it's almost certain I'm going to be deported back to England. Clive was in charge of my work visa and my green card. Before I met Matthew I did some really stupid shit and agreed to trade favors for Clive to keep me here.” I shut my eyes, not wanting to see Kelly's face as I continued.
“When I started seeing Matt, I stopped everything with Clive, avoided him when I could. But my luck ran out today and Clive wasn't taking no for an answer anymore. He's got me and him on tape Kells. He was going to give it to Matt if I didn't.. If I didn't..”
“Alright, time's up.” The officer cut in then and I felt a sense of relief mixed with dread. Relief that I wasn't going to have to keep telling Kelly all the things I dreaded to tell, dread because I knew this was probably the last time I'd see her.
“Wait, Dom, are you telling me that bastard raped you?”
I winced. The officer of course stopped leading me away, pausing to look at me.
“Mr. Howard?”
I couldn't help it when a few tears slipped loose as I finally, slowly nodded. The officer looked over to other of the other officers taking notes from a witness, motioning him over and whispering into his ear. Kelly took advantage of the situation and ran to me, hugging me as best she could while I was in an awkward position, hands cuffed behind me.
“Oh Dom.. sweety.. I'm going to make sure this all gets fixed.”
“Mr. Howard, is this accusation true?” The other officer moved to look at me and I nodded as Kelly extracted herself and started making some calls. I didn't even want to think about what she was doing. I knew that Kelly was a force not to be trifled with once she got an idea in her head. Apparently she was calling in the calvary in order to fix this mess I’d gotten into.
“Kells, please. I got myself into this, I'll get myself out.” I tried to tell her but she raised a hand to me, silencing me before he held the same hand to muffle her phone while she talked to me.
“Don't even try that Dominic. You've gotten yourself into a huge legal shithole and you are going to need all the help you can get. Besides, I can't just leave a friend to deal with that on their own.” With that, I was dismissed and thrust fully into the hands of the officers who were now escorting me to the hospital instead of straight to the station.
Apparently I was getting a 'Get Out Of Jail Free' card for now since I had to go down to be administered a rape kit and talk to a psychiatrist as well as have my statement taken at the hospital instead of from the comforts of a jail cell. How fun.
I didn't want to think about who Kelly was possibly calling at the moment. I really didn't want to get anyone else involved in this mess. And I was certain that I didn't want Matthew to know about this. I'd rather let him think I was just an asshole who went off half-cocked and tried to punch out his roommate rather than have him think I was a cheating bastard on top of it all.
As for Nathan, well, I hoped that someone would explain that I just had to move away suddenly, not that I'd abandoned him and his father.
I sighed as I was handed off into the care of the hospital, though my favorite officer was apparently put on guard duty and while he wasn't chained to me, he did linger. I didn't care enough about it to be bothered. I figured that despite being in the hospital, I was still under arrest and they were going to make sure I didn't pull a runner on them before they had a chance to bring me to the station.
I didn't care that the nurse was talking to me as she explained the entire process to me, only perking up when she got my attention to ask if I was going to undergo the rape kit or if I just wanted to get treatment. I glanced over at the officer who gave me a shrug.
“It's your choice Mr. Howard. But I can tell you now, if they collect evidence that Mr. Whitmer did indeed have sexual contact with you, it's much easier to hold a rape charge in court.” The officer moved closer to me and leaned in, whispering to me.
“Personally sir, I would take the kit. My older sister went through something like this back when I was a kid. It's kind of the reason I became a cop, to see bastards like that receive justice. My sister didn't get the help she needed and the pendejo never got caught.” He stepped back again and I looked at him for a minute before I glanced over at the patiently waiting nurse.
“Alright. Let's get this over with then.” I turned to the nurse, listening as she went over the procedures again, explaining what she would be doing.
“I'm going to ask Officer..” She started saying as she looked over at the officer who was my own personal guard.
“Hernandez.” He supplied and the nurse nodded.
“Well, Officer Hernandez, if you could step outside with me so Mr. Howard can get changed into this and then I can get started.” She handed me a thin paper gown.
“I'm sorry but they are going to have to collect your clothing as evidence. You are wearing the same things right? You didn't change or wash between the incident and now correct?” She asked and I shook my head.
“Good. Alright then, I'm going to step out for a minute to let you change. Just put your clothes in the bag there.” She took Officer Hernandez out into the hall with her with a touch to his wrist, leaving me alone again.
I didn't think on what was to come, the slightly invasive procedure of evidence collection that I was subjecting myself to. My thoughts instead turned back to Matthew once more and my desperate wish that he would not get caught up in all this. It was too late to wish the same of Kelly, she was involving herself despite my wishes that she wouldn't.
I tried to keep myself distracted from thoughts of Clive as the nurse came back and started with the questions, Officer Hernandez standing sentry at the door of the exam room. Thoughts of Kelly apparently had summoned her because she appeared just as the nurse was finishing asking her questions, escorted by an orderly who knocked on the door.
“Dominic Howard's sister is here, she insisted on being brought back to see him..” The was obvious discomfort in the orderly's voice. I tried to look through the half opened door, giving Kelly a wan smile.
“Can she.. it's alright is she stays with me right?” I looked between my nurse and Officer Hernandez. He shrugged and stepped back from blocking the way.
“As long as you are fine with it. And as long as she doesn't get in the way of anyone.”
I breathed a sigh of relief as they let Kelly come in and I had to admit that despite my thoughts that I didn't want to have others involved in this mess, I was also grateful that someone familiar was there with me. Kelly patted my shoulder and I reached for her hand, needing to use her as a lifeline. Aware of the the presence of others, I mouthed a question at her, making it clear that I was asking 'sister?' of her. She gave a shake of her head, then smiled and shrugged. Apparently it was the only way she would have gotten past all the nurses to see me. I gave her hand a squeeze.
“Thanks Kelly.” I told her and she squeezed back.
“Not a problem love.” She told me, standing by me and held my hand as the nurse started taking her samples.
There was a moment of unease at the end when it came time to take the last few samples, the ones that would be the most important. Clive's distaste for protection was both a blessing and a curse. It would certainly help in my case against him but I was also now going to be subject to STD testing. They would of course run a battery of tests now but I would have to come back in four months for another round of it, just to check for the ones that wouldn't show up right away. The antibiotics they prescribed would help prevent some things I might have been exposed to in the meantime.
As the nurse finally finished up she indicated a pair of scrubs that I could wear in the meantime since I wasn't allowed to take my clothing back now that it had been collected for evidence. I bit my lip and then gave a sigh, nodding, watching as the paper I had been laid on was taken and bagged as well.
“Once the police have finished with you I would suggest going home and trying to get some rest. For pain you should take some acetaminophen, no more than 800mg every six hours.”
With that I was unceremoniously released back into the care of Officer Hernandez who eyed Kelly with a measure of suspicion. I was sure that he believed her story of her being my sister as much as he would if I had said that he was my brother but he didn't question it. I could hear a hushed conversation taking place between Kelly and him in the hall as she stepped out to allow me time to get dressed in the hospital scrubs.
I stared at them for a moment with some distaste, hating the baggy nature, the horrid color and in general, everything they represented by me having to wear them home.
Home. I really couldn't go back there after my fight with Tom. I didn't know what to do at this point, having nothing now aside from the ugly scrubs the hospital had given to me. I hadn't even realized I'd moved until I felt Kelly wrap her arms around me. I looked up, shocked out of tears I didn't know I was crying, cold from the floor I didn't know I was sitting on.
“Come on Dom. You can do this. You are going to get dressed now and then after that, I am taking you home and we can get you a proper cup of tea and then a shower before getting you settled in a nice cozy bed.” Kelly whispered to me and I started shaking my head.
“I can't.. I can't go back after what I did to Tom, after what I did to Matthew..” I bit back a sob and she shushed me.
“Dom, listen to me. I'm going to call Chris and he's going to take the kids over to Matt's for a sleepover, you're going to come home to mine and stay with us. We can get everything else sorted out tomorrow. I already told you, I am going to handle things and get everything set to rights.” Kelly told me gently but firmly as she coaxed me off the floor, pressing the clothes into my hands.
“Get dressed. One little step at a time. We can look at the big picture and sort out a plan in the morning.” With that I was left to get dressed. I didn't want to think about anything more at that point so it was a good thing that Kelly had said we could make our plans about going forward with everything in the morning. I was in no state to process anything. I floated along in my own head space, caught along in Kelly's current as she tutted about little trivial things, made a few phone calls as she shepherded me to the car and to her home.
Tea was pressed to my hands in a warm mug, I was planted in the shower for awhile to clean up, my cuts and scrapes where tended to again after I was pressed into a overly large pair of pyjamas, likely belonging to Chris, then tucked away in a small bedroom. The bed was comfortable though so it didn't matter and in my haze, I really wasn't about to argue anything.
There was a part of my mind that registered what she was doing on some level, knowing what she was doing, appreciating it. She was a wonderful mother, doing what needed to be done, letting me cope in my own time, doing what every English person did best. Have a cup of tea and then carry on with life. For now I was able to just sit back and relax and let her carry me through to deliver me into the arms of Morpheus where I prayed that I would forget the events of the day. The morning would shine brighter.
At least I hoped it would.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Matt/Dom
WARNING: This chapter deals with some Non/Con and violence
Summary: “Hey pretty, don’t you wanna take a ride with me through my
world?” Based on the lyrics of 'Hey Pretty' by Poe. Soundtrack
is available here!
Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15 | Chapter 16 | Chapter 17 | Chapter 18 | Chapter 19 | Chapter 20
A/N:
I am SO sorry for taking so long to post anything with this story again. I've had some.. trying times and well.. here's to hoping that I am back to working on this again!
Also, special thanks to shiner1 who pointed out some errors!
Dealing with police wasn't how I had planned on spending my night. I'd just wanted to spend the night with Matthew, eating some Thai food while watching bad television, curled up together on the couch that would eventually leading into a make out session and some sex.
Instead I was being submitted to a battery of questioning by the police at the coffeehouse, though as soon as they had heard that there was more of a background to the situation than me just assaulting Clive for no apparent reason, I found that the both of us were handcuffed and lead off to the station for further questioning. Kelly had interjected at that point, trying to get more information out of me at that point, nearly getting herself arrested in the process for attempting to keep me from being hauled off to jail.
I'd had to convince the officers quickly not do arrest her as well.
“Look, you've got me in handcuffs already, I haven't resisted you once, I'm going to come along quietly, just let me talk to her already and I promise that I'll cooperate with you just as I've been doing this entire time. Please?” I pleaded with the young looking Hispanic officer that was arresting me. He looked to be barely out of his mid twenties but being a cop in this area had hardened his eyes and he looked like he wasn't going to give in. One last 'please' from Kelly however was the straw that broke the camels back and he caved.
“Alright, fine! You've got two minutes.” he told us both and let Kelly and I talk. He did, however, not trust me completely, keeping a hand on my handcuffed wrists. It didn't matter.
“What the hell is going on Dom?” Kelly asked and tilted her head to Clive who was being hauled off in cuffs, hurling obscenities in my direction. I ignored them and turned my attention to Kelly.
“That's Clive Whitmer, My boss. Well, former boss likely, I think I just voided my contract with him after I punched him. Not that it was a good contract anymore. I'm just sick of having to..” I stopped, unsure how much I wanted to voice just yet.
“Look, I know I've screwed things up royally now. But whatever happens, I want you to take care of Matt and Nate. I love them both so much but after this it's almost certain I'm going to be deported back to England. Clive was in charge of my work visa and my green card. Before I met Matthew I did some really stupid shit and agreed to trade favors for Clive to keep me here.” I shut my eyes, not wanting to see Kelly's face as I continued.
“When I started seeing Matt, I stopped everything with Clive, avoided him when I could. But my luck ran out today and Clive wasn't taking no for an answer anymore. He's got me and him on tape Kells. He was going to give it to Matt if I didn't.. If I didn't..”
“Alright, time's up.” The officer cut in then and I felt a sense of relief mixed with dread. Relief that I wasn't going to have to keep telling Kelly all the things I dreaded to tell, dread because I knew this was probably the last time I'd see her.
“Wait, Dom, are you telling me that bastard raped you?”
I winced. The officer of course stopped leading me away, pausing to look at me.
“Mr. Howard?”
I couldn't help it when a few tears slipped loose as I finally, slowly nodded. The officer looked over to other of the other officers taking notes from a witness, motioning him over and whispering into his ear. Kelly took advantage of the situation and ran to me, hugging me as best she could while I was in an awkward position, hands cuffed behind me.
“Oh Dom.. sweety.. I'm going to make sure this all gets fixed.”
“Mr. Howard, is this accusation true?” The other officer moved to look at me and I nodded as Kelly extracted herself and started making some calls. I didn't even want to think about what she was doing. I knew that Kelly was a force not to be trifled with once she got an idea in her head. Apparently she was calling in the calvary in order to fix this mess I’d gotten into.
“Kells, please. I got myself into this, I'll get myself out.” I tried to tell her but she raised a hand to me, silencing me before he held the same hand to muffle her phone while she talked to me.
“Don't even try that Dominic. You've gotten yourself into a huge legal shithole and you are going to need all the help you can get. Besides, I can't just leave a friend to deal with that on their own.” With that, I was dismissed and thrust fully into the hands of the officers who were now escorting me to the hospital instead of straight to the station.
Apparently I was getting a 'Get Out Of Jail Free' card for now since I had to go down to be administered a rape kit and talk to a psychiatrist as well as have my statement taken at the hospital instead of from the comforts of a jail cell. How fun.
I didn't want to think about who Kelly was possibly calling at the moment. I really didn't want to get anyone else involved in this mess. And I was certain that I didn't want Matthew to know about this. I'd rather let him think I was just an asshole who went off half-cocked and tried to punch out his roommate rather than have him think I was a cheating bastard on top of it all.
As for Nathan, well, I hoped that someone would explain that I just had to move away suddenly, not that I'd abandoned him and his father.
I sighed as I was handed off into the care of the hospital, though my favorite officer was apparently put on guard duty and while he wasn't chained to me, he did linger. I didn't care enough about it to be bothered. I figured that despite being in the hospital, I was still under arrest and they were going to make sure I didn't pull a runner on them before they had a chance to bring me to the station.
I didn't care that the nurse was talking to me as she explained the entire process to me, only perking up when she got my attention to ask if I was going to undergo the rape kit or if I just wanted to get treatment. I glanced over at the officer who gave me a shrug.
“It's your choice Mr. Howard. But I can tell you now, if they collect evidence that Mr. Whitmer did indeed have sexual contact with you, it's much easier to hold a rape charge in court.” The officer moved closer to me and leaned in, whispering to me.
“Personally sir, I would take the kit. My older sister went through something like this back when I was a kid. It's kind of the reason I became a cop, to see bastards like that receive justice. My sister didn't get the help she needed and the pendejo never got caught.” He stepped back again and I looked at him for a minute before I glanced over at the patiently waiting nurse.
“Alright. Let's get this over with then.” I turned to the nurse, listening as she went over the procedures again, explaining what she would be doing.
“I'm going to ask Officer..” She started saying as she looked over at the officer who was my own personal guard.
“Hernandez.” He supplied and the nurse nodded.
“Well, Officer Hernandez, if you could step outside with me so Mr. Howard can get changed into this and then I can get started.” She handed me a thin paper gown.
“I'm sorry but they are going to have to collect your clothing as evidence. You are wearing the same things right? You didn't change or wash between the incident and now correct?” She asked and I shook my head.
“Good. Alright then, I'm going to step out for a minute to let you change. Just put your clothes in the bag there.” She took Officer Hernandez out into the hall with her with a touch to his wrist, leaving me alone again.
I didn't think on what was to come, the slightly invasive procedure of evidence collection that I was subjecting myself to. My thoughts instead turned back to Matthew once more and my desperate wish that he would not get caught up in all this. It was too late to wish the same of Kelly, she was involving herself despite my wishes that she wouldn't.
I tried to keep myself distracted from thoughts of Clive as the nurse came back and started with the questions, Officer Hernandez standing sentry at the door of the exam room. Thoughts of Kelly apparently had summoned her because she appeared just as the nurse was finishing asking her questions, escorted by an orderly who knocked on the door.
“Dominic Howard's sister is here, she insisted on being brought back to see him..” The was obvious discomfort in the orderly's voice. I tried to look through the half opened door, giving Kelly a wan smile.
“Can she.. it's alright is she stays with me right?” I looked between my nurse and Officer Hernandez. He shrugged and stepped back from blocking the way.
“As long as you are fine with it. And as long as she doesn't get in the way of anyone.”
I breathed a sigh of relief as they let Kelly come in and I had to admit that despite my thoughts that I didn't want to have others involved in this mess, I was also grateful that someone familiar was there with me. Kelly patted my shoulder and I reached for her hand, needing to use her as a lifeline. Aware of the the presence of others, I mouthed a question at her, making it clear that I was asking 'sister?' of her. She gave a shake of her head, then smiled and shrugged. Apparently it was the only way she would have gotten past all the nurses to see me. I gave her hand a squeeze.
“Thanks Kelly.” I told her and she squeezed back.
“Not a problem love.” She told me, standing by me and held my hand as the nurse started taking her samples.
There was a moment of unease at the end when it came time to take the last few samples, the ones that would be the most important. Clive's distaste for protection was both a blessing and a curse. It would certainly help in my case against him but I was also now going to be subject to STD testing. They would of course run a battery of tests now but I would have to come back in four months for another round of it, just to check for the ones that wouldn't show up right away. The antibiotics they prescribed would help prevent some things I might have been exposed to in the meantime.
As the nurse finally finished up she indicated a pair of scrubs that I could wear in the meantime since I wasn't allowed to take my clothing back now that it had been collected for evidence. I bit my lip and then gave a sigh, nodding, watching as the paper I had been laid on was taken and bagged as well.
“Once the police have finished with you I would suggest going home and trying to get some rest. For pain you should take some acetaminophen, no more than 800mg every six hours.”
With that I was unceremoniously released back into the care of Officer Hernandez who eyed Kelly with a measure of suspicion. I was sure that he believed her story of her being my sister as much as he would if I had said that he was my brother but he didn't question it. I could hear a hushed conversation taking place between Kelly and him in the hall as she stepped out to allow me time to get dressed in the hospital scrubs.
I stared at them for a moment with some distaste, hating the baggy nature, the horrid color and in general, everything they represented by me having to wear them home.
Home. I really couldn't go back there after my fight with Tom. I didn't know what to do at this point, having nothing now aside from the ugly scrubs the hospital had given to me. I hadn't even realized I'd moved until I felt Kelly wrap her arms around me. I looked up, shocked out of tears I didn't know I was crying, cold from the floor I didn't know I was sitting on.
“Come on Dom. You can do this. You are going to get dressed now and then after that, I am taking you home and we can get you a proper cup of tea and then a shower before getting you settled in a nice cozy bed.” Kelly whispered to me and I started shaking my head.
“I can't.. I can't go back after what I did to Tom, after what I did to Matthew..” I bit back a sob and she shushed me.
“Dom, listen to me. I'm going to call Chris and he's going to take the kids over to Matt's for a sleepover, you're going to come home to mine and stay with us. We can get everything else sorted out tomorrow. I already told you, I am going to handle things and get everything set to rights.” Kelly told me gently but firmly as she coaxed me off the floor, pressing the clothes into my hands.
“Get dressed. One little step at a time. We can look at the big picture and sort out a plan in the morning.” With that I was left to get dressed. I didn't want to think about anything more at that point so it was a good thing that Kelly had said we could make our plans about going forward with everything in the morning. I was in no state to process anything. I floated along in my own head space, caught along in Kelly's current as she tutted about little trivial things, made a few phone calls as she shepherded me to the car and to her home.
Tea was pressed to my hands in a warm mug, I was planted in the shower for awhile to clean up, my cuts and scrapes where tended to again after I was pressed into a overly large pair of pyjamas, likely belonging to Chris, then tucked away in a small bedroom. The bed was comfortable though so it didn't matter and in my haze, I really wasn't about to argue anything.
There was a part of my mind that registered what she was doing on some level, knowing what she was doing, appreciating it. She was a wonderful mother, doing what needed to be done, letting me cope in my own time, doing what every English person did best. Have a cup of tea and then carry on with life. For now I was able to just sit back and relax and let her carry me through to deliver me into the arms of Morpheus where I prayed that I would forget the events of the day. The morning would shine brighter.
At least I hoped it would.