"Shut up! I said SHUT UP!"
Ryan screamed as he pushed Paige up against the wall. Paige whimpered in pain and then Ryan slapped him hard on the cheek, the sound of flesh on flesh like a whip crack branding red palm on his pale cheek. Sobbing, he slid down onto the floor, Ryan was furious, he took another hard swig of his beer and slammed the bottle down onto the coffee table and hauled Paige up to stand by the hair. Hollaring as he was proped up against the wall, Ryan's hand still viciously twisted in his hair, Paige fought to breath but offered no resistance.
"ss.so..sorry-eh-e... imsorr...hee" Paige bleated out but Ryan just fisted his hair harder and slammed his head up against the wall.
"Oh? You're sorry? *WHACK!* You're nothing more than some fat slut! *WHACK!* Why on earth to I waste my fucking time on you?" Ryan spat in his face and let him go suddenly, Paige's eye beguining to swell after being punched and backhanded.
"Get up you stupid pig!"
Ryan kicked him hard in the gut and then Paige started to crawl his way up, stomach on fire and his head beating. Ryan pushed him along and then grabbed him by the shirt, throwing him down onto the couch and then sitting himself down on the recliner. Paige sobbed into a couch pillow and Ryan rubbed his temples with his fingers trying to block out the pathetic cries of his boyfriend. They had been out for the day and all was fine until Ryan got drunk and horny, he dragged Paige away back home. He sat up and pulled the pillow out of Paige's hand and then pushing him down onto the floor, Paige struggled and tried to move.
"No... nnonoooooonnooooooooonnooo!" Paige screeched as he felt Ryan pull down his pants.
"You're gonna shut up and take it!" Ryan scowled as he ripped off his pants and undid his own, slamming viciously into Paige without warning.
Paige screamed and cried for him to stop, it hurt, nothing was pleasurable about it, everything hurt, after awhile, he just stopped pleading and took it. He lay there still and waited till Ryan was finished, he just got up off the floor and left Paige there, the last he heard of him was the slamming of the door. Paige lay there like a broken toy for a while, his assed burned and his face throbbed, eye starting to swell and brusies on his hips ached a beating dull ache. Crawling painfuly up to the couch, he lay there miserably, reaching blindly for the phone and hitting the all too familiar speed dial number, it hurt to put the hard plastic phone to his still tender face and his voice broken and sore he waited until someone picked up.
"Amir speaking" a sleep interupted voice sighed.
"Miiir... come?" Paige squeeked out in fear of waking Ryan, he'd beat him if he were caught.
"Christ Paige, not again?"
"Pleesshh"
"I'm comming, just hold on!"
Then the line cut, he'd imagine that Amir were already in his car, driving in his pijamas and speeding down the highway. Paige pulled his jeans back on and limped to the door, opening and closing it a silently as he could and dragged himself to the front of the dusk shrouded driveway and slummped against the mailbox.
From the house next door, he saw lights and movment out of the corner of his good eye, the sillohet of Mrs. Frank being the nosey bitch she is and then the curtain being drawn by someone who could only be Mr. Frank telling his wife to stop being a nosey bitch. Paige closed his eyes and sobbed a bit, they knew what was going on but chose to not to believe it, and the sad thing was, Paige refused to believe it himself.
The lights were purposly dimmed as he pulled up to the curb and the door of Amir's car swung open and he appeared with a clean towel and spare nightgown. Scooping him up and helping him to the back seat, he crawled into a ball and fell asleep, wrapped tightly in the nightgown and clutching the towel like it were the last thread of life. Amir closed the door and looked back at the seemingly normal, quiet house, Ryan sleeps like a sedated log.
He hated what happened there, he hated what Ryan did to Paige, he hated himself for not trying to stop it but it wasn't up to him, it was up to Paige to wake up and smell the drying blood on his face that Ryan was a bastard. Climbing into the car and driving back to his place, he swore if Ryan did it again, he'd kill him, treating that perfect angel of a creature like shit. Paige was such a sweetheart, to everyone, Amir even let him babysit his son Micheal when he was younger and now the two are good friends, how could you beat someone who's own touch it too tender to feel? Amir swore to Christ, He'd take care of Paige.