fic: hell
Title: Hell
Author: Me (i_ht_wolfe)
Rating: Nc-17
Pairing: Eric/Ryan
Warnings: Rape (Eric is not the bad guy in this), slash, angst
Summary: Ryan's life was Perfect, until it was destroyed, now he is in his very own living hell and hes not sure how much longer he can survive
Disclaimer: I dont own them :(
A/N: Not betaed so I apologize for any mistakes
Pain. That was the first thing that registered. His head was on fire and his wrists felt ready to explode. It took a while to realise where he was and how he got here but when he did he screamed. Well, he tried at least but the dirty gag in his mouth silenced him so any noise he made came out as a pathetic whimper. He was unsure how much time had passed between him getting to where he was, him waking up and someone finally coming to greet him, although in truth he wished the latter hadn’t happened. As the new comers face came into view he recognized him as the man that was in his house, that changed everything, and not for the better. The minute he saw his face he began a futile struggling against the chains that were holding his wrists captive. He could see the blood on his hands and tears began streaming down his face. Blood. Candice’s blood.
“Candice!!!!” blood splattered everywhere as she fell to the ground. Her normally tanned face was pale white in contrast to her near black hair. The only hint of colour on her was the crimson liquid flowing from the hole in her head.
The tears collected on the end of his chin and fell to the ground as broken sobs fell from his mouth, still muffled by the gag. He stopped struggling to free himself and instead curled into the tightest ball he could as his sister’s face clouded his mind. He didn’t even see her murderer come behind him until he felt the cold metal slam into his head and he welcomed the darkness.
“You bastards!!!” he screamed as the shot rang through the air and his sisters’ cold body fell to the floor. As he watched the blood pool around he now still body he found himself standing as stiff as she lay, the only movement on his part being the tears that dripped. He could feel the grip of the two men on his arms loosening and the third man walking behind him but couldn’t bring himself to move.
“No reason to cry over something like her, baby. But if you need a shoulder to cry on I'm here for you.” He could hear the husky voice in his ear and felt discussed at the lust he heard in it. The hands holding his arms left but he couldn’t move because in there place came two hands that allowed themselves to rest on his hips. He cringed as they began moving towards his ass.
“Now why don’t we forget about her and have some fun?” the question was accompanied by teeth grazing his ear as the hands began undoing the zipper on his jeans...
“Ahhh” he awoke with a start and immediately regretted it when he saw the reason for his nightmare sitting less than 15 feet away from him. He never got a chance to look at this man, because most of the time he was with him he was on his hands and knees so he used this chance to get a good look at the man he needed to thank for destroying him, and noticed how different they were. He himself had shortish hair which ended at the nape of his neck but his fringe was quite long, and it was brown. His eyes where wide and hazel, but sometimes changed to look green. His body was quite slime and curvy and had quite a feminine look to it and he had long legs which added height to his small frame. This man however had long, straight hair which fell around his shoulders and was dark black. His features where pointed and sharp and his eyes were almost black. His body was quite muscular and gained most of his height at his body rather than his legs. Over all he was quite a good looking man, but he could still see the evil in him. That monster had took the rest of his family without a though, and he briefly wondered if he was there to finish him off as well. After what he had tried to do he prayed that the man had come to kill him, instead of finishing what he started back at his house, but as the figure drew closer and a hand began running up his thigh he knew that he wasn’t going to be that lucky.