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valeriesseacrettumbler · 2 years ago

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WARNING- please read!!!! Ok so first off this is my first fic ever and I’m not proof reading alr it’s too much work. This is going to be a work in progress so if you have any suggestions for the story lmk. ALSO- this is basically a relationship fic, Joel x reader and I’m gonna try to make it as realistic as I can. No use of y/n. PROBABLY WITH INCLUDE SMUT in later chapters.

Tension

Word count- 1019

Summery- the threat to your safely in this decrepit world will never stop, hopefully you can find some protection in the hands of a stranger and his daughter.

Chapter 1/?

Pls lmk if y’all like!!!!:)

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“I’m not gonna say it again!”

The was no facade behind the confidence you were radiating. In front of you was a large, Middle Aged (although age was hard to tell now a days) man on his knees. Below him was your partner jack, sputtering and fighting to breathe as the stranger wound his hands tightly to jacks throat. You could see jacks straining was being filled with less energy. He was losing consciousness.

“One!”

*click*

The hammer on the 38 you currently had to the back of his head made the room heavy.

“Two”

A quieter tone this time, it was more personal and filled with pity rather than compassion.

Your finger shifted to the trigger as you heard the young voice of the other stranger plead.

“Joel please!”

She could not have been more than 15. That ws the hardest part, fully understanding what she was about to witness. It didn’t stop you or even induce hesitation but you knew she would be someone you would carry with you. Along with the plenty of other baggage you’d collected.

You prepared yourself with a quick shift in posture

“Thr-“

Surrender, finally, he threw his hands up so his fingers brushed by his ears. He lifted his left knee and pivoted so that he was facing you with Jack laying in front of him.

Somewhere after ‘two’ jack had fully passed out but the sudden access to air ripped him into consciousness. He immediately curled over into himself, coughing violently, a splatter of spit and blood coated the floor and his hands as he gasped for air.

You looked down at him for a split second to assess the damage, yet you never took your gun off the intruder.

“BACK UP!”

He began to stand but you quickly interjected.

“Stay on you knees and back up”

He did as you asked, putting about 6 feet between him and jack.

You took a few swift steps forward and belt down. With your free hand you grabbed jacks shoulder.

In a hushed tone

“Are you ok?”

At a lower volume he responded through a raspy and pained voice.

“Y..yeah”

A fit of coughing started as he ending the word.

You looked at the sides and back of his neck, that was definitely going to bruise.

You returned to ‘Joel’. There was a glimmer of hate in your eyes after seeing what he had done to jack.

“Who the fuck are you?

“I’m Joel and this is Elle”

He motions to the panicking girl to his right.

Earlier you had cuffed her to a radiator pipe in the corner of the room in an attempt to free yourself and deescalate the situation. Good thing too, if she had access to a gun you definitely wouldn’t be able to fend them both off.

“Ok” you introduce your self and your defeated friend.

“That’s a good start. We are just passing though. I would like to take our shit and go. If you can allow us to do that without resistance I would be greatful. If not, well if not is a very bad option.”

“We are just passing though as well, I just want to go our separate ways”

He seems genuine but all you have to go on is your gut.

“I am going to put this away *tilting your gun* if it’s alright with you but I need to know you’re not going to kill me as soon as I do.”

After a thick moment of silence, Joel spoke up.

“I won’t.”

“Will she?”

He turned to look at Elle, she didn’t show any response to the question, he turned back to you.

“No, she won’t”

You turn to look at her. You could tell she was seething with anger.

“Ima need to hear that from you sweetheart.”

“I fucking promise”

She practically spit it at you.

*hmmm* you take a swift inhale and release the trigger.

Slowly you lowered the weapon to your side. Waiting a moment before slipping it in its rightful place in a holster on you upper thigh.

Joel slowly rose and walked over to Elle with long strides, in concerned whispers she asked “are you ok?!”

He only nodded lifted up her right wrist to reveal a police grade set of handcuffs.

“Can I uncuff her?”

At this point Jack was on his feet and leaning on a bench behind you to offer as much support as he could.

Uhhh”yes of course”

It takes a moment to unclip the key but you eventually toss it to him.

There was a sliver of trust in the air so you tried to break the ice.

“Y’all headed North?”

You were met with silence except for a light nudge from jack. His way of saying wtf are you doing let’s get the hell out of here before we try and kill each other again.

You try again to engage the strangers

“I only ask because we are, and you know, 4 is better than 2”

You could hear the girl whisper somthing to Joel. “She’s right Joel, I think we can trust them”

“Yeah why’s that” he scoffed

“Because if they were going to kill us she would have shit you in the head about 10 minutes ago”

He knew she was right, he knew you were right and after a long pause and some deliberation he turned to you and Jack.

“Yes, we’re going north. My girl here seems to trust you.” There was some semblance of a question in his tone.

“ listen we’re not killers, it ur not infected or a raider we arnt a threat. There’s not many paths to get out of the city. Safe ones that is but we know all of them. We can split as soon as we are out of this hell hole but in about 30 minutes this building is going to be crawling with infected so we have to leave now. You two comin?”

“Yes” he huffed

The walk through the city was quiet but when you heard a hushed clicker call all four of you fell silent.

#the last of us #joel x reader #hurt/comfort #blood #violence #literally the apocalypse #probably smut #angst #relationship

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pmbueckers · 1 month ago

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— for evermore

01 ‘tis the damn season

⌞and it always leads to you in my hometown⌝ – taylor swift ⋆⁺₊❅.

pairing – paige bueckers x fem oc!dorothea greene

summary – they’ve been at it since highschool, this back and forth, but what happens if and when paige and thea finally realize this hometown situationship might be worth something more?

word count – 3.7k

warnings – idgaf abt punctuation, language

links – masterlist , series masterlist

authors note – find all the information abt this fic with the link above! tried my very best to line it up with the ttds lyrics but giving it my own twist/meaning. it makes sense to me but thats coming from a chronic swiftie so idk if its gonna be confusing for others or not.. pls lmk but be nice lol

dorothea greene pov, december 2023

if i wanted to know who you were hanging with while i was gone i would have asked you

its been three years since we graduated and no matter how much i told myself the throwing of our caps in the air was it, the symbolic end, i knew myself better than that. i knew her better. i knew us better.

because you can never truly escape paige bueckers.

shes like vines, and once youre in, youre in.

im going home tonight, to celebrate the holidays with my family and hometown friends, but the odds that i dont see her are slim to none. and shes all i can think about as im trying to pack. everything im throwing in my bag, a reminder of her. the shoes she got me for my birthday years ago, my favorite t shirt to sleep in that may or may not be hers. even what im wearing to the goddamn airport, a sweatsuit i bought at the mall of america with her, and a necklace she gave to me before we graduated that i cant muster the strength to give up.

i know i dont mean anything to her anymore, honestly i dont know if i even meant that much to her back then, but i cant help but be conflicted myself, why is it the whole year im fine, “cured” of paige bueckers, but the second it hits december and i know snow is falling back home, i need to be back in hopkins wrapped up in her arms? she probably has someone else by now. no, she definitely has someone else by now. this shouldnt be so hard. i just need to go back home, and not get drawn back in. easier said than done.

im loading all my things into my car, this car, damn we did it in her car too didnt we? see, what did i say? constant. reminders.

its the kind of cold, fogs up windshield glass but i felt it when i passed you

fuck, “snap out of it” i murmur to myself over and over while loading my bags. its not too many bags so im just piling them into my passenger seat as im paying to keep my car parked at the airport while im gone.

i head back up to my apartment to lock it up then im pulling out of my places parking ramp and am on the freeway to the airport, a peaceful car ride, that is till i get a notification that makes my heart jump and car nearly swerve off the road. and i know its abt to begin, im abt to fall back in, but i cant help it.

paige bueckers

Hey

Whats your break schedule

read 6:21 pm

dorothea greene

hi.

ive got the next four weeks of classes off but im only going to be home for abt two.

deciding to only stay home for about two weeks to minimize the amount of damage i can do involving her, but i decide to keep that part out.

Cool

When’s your flight?

in two hours actually

im on the road rn

Don’t crash pls

I prefer you alive

i roll my eyes and let out a little snicker, thankful she cant hear, but typical paige having to sneak at least something in. im glancing up and down from my phone to the road, dont text and drive is repeating in my head in my moms voice, but its paige. the exact reason why im afraid to go home.

funny

Its the truth

So your landing in 6 hrs then?

At 12?

nice math

Alr alr chill 😂

How you getting home from the airport its gonna be late

Prolly like 1 am

yeah ik

thats what ubers are for paige

Nah uh no way

What if its a creep

I’ll come get you

i cant ask u to do that

u wont get home till like two

(a lie, im overestimating, but i really wasnt intenting on seeing paige this early on my trip back home.)

U aint askin im offering

Plus I want to

hm yeah right why is that paige

Aint it obvious comon

I miss you Thea.

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theres an ache in you put there by the ache in me but if its all the same to you its the same to me

and just like that, those three words, eight letters. that i so wish were three different ones, eight different letters, ones im sure shes said to someone else, someone new in connecticut. but i cant bother to care about right now because at least i got something, something to show that maybe she still cares a little bit. a little bit about me.

i dont know if this is a mistake, even though i think i do. i know i do. even though i just told myself a couple of hours ago i wasnt going to do this. but hell, going from trying to not see her at all to her being the first person i see is almost comical.

okay.

im going to be in terminal one

gate G20.

Damn was kinda hopin for a diff kinda rsp

Guess that’ll do…

you’re so pushy omg

i miss you too p.

That’s more like it 😊

i hate you sm

Nah

You dont.

read 6:49

paige is right, which she knows. i dont hate her, i never could, and i dont think i ever will. that is what hurts the most. no matter how much i have to remind myself of the routine and how much this will never go anywhere, how her words are empty, only sounding full and meaningful for the week or two we are in the same city, i dont know how to stop. bc its her. its paige. my paige.

the rest of my travel night goes by in a blur, i paid for my car to be parked in the garage, i checked my bags, went through security, waited at the gate, and am now on the plane where i would normally get a nice four hour nap in so the ride would go by quicker, i dont, because i dont know if im prepared to land, to see whos waiting for me once this plane lands in minnesota. but just like that it does, it lands.

thankfully, im seated near the back of the aircraft so i have a little bit more time wasting im able to do, i find myself walking to baggage claim extremely slow its almost comical, praying my bag isnt one of the first ones out, but of course it is. curse you universe. im plotting on how im gonna look lost outside, how i purposefully cant find her car like i have no idea what it looks like, like i dont have her license plate number memorized. like we havent done unspeakable shit in that car, unable to wait a ten minute drive home from a random bar.

that is until i look up from my phone, suspicious because she hasnt texted me about her whereabouts outside yet, and i spot a little ways down the strip of the airport, a strikingly bright blonde head of hair that i would recognize anywhere.

my pace, unbeknownst to me, picks up, and as i get closer i can make out that shes holding up a sign. not huge and flashy, but modest, smaller, she begins to walk towards me as well with what i can make out so far as the biggest grin on her face i have ever seen. that im sure my own face is reflecting. the closer she gets the more clear her sign becomes, it reads, ‘welcome home thea’ as she flips it to the back that says ‘ive missed you most’. at this point ive completely ditched my bags and have just jumped in her arms, a giggling mess. god im a child. my arms are wrapped around her neck, hers around my waist, lifting me up off the floor slightly, breathing into my neck.

a couple of hours ago i said i wasnt going to get drawn back in, now im in the middle of the airport looking like a lovesick idiot.

so we could call it even you could call me babe for the weekend 'tis the damn season

“hi baby” she mumbled against my skin and heart just about burst. i missed her so much. i pull back to look at her face, i just want to look at her face, i could forever. with my hands cupping her face. her rosy cheeks from being outside in the minnesota weather all cold, trying to warm her up.

as shes setting me down shes wiping hair out of my face, off of my forehead, looking deep into my eyes with her ocean blue ones, “god i missed you.” she whispered, quiet enough to be heard by just us, like a secret she didnt want anyone around us to hear in fear of it breaking. “so ive heard” i say back to her, moving my face closer to hers, with a smug but playful grin on my lips. and my arms are right back around her neck as im saying into her ear “i missed you too p.” scattering small kisses across the side of her head. on her ear, hairline, neck, temple. i know better. but at this point, theres no going back. and its not on her lips, so what damage is it really doing?

i back away and intertwine my hand with hers while looking into her eyes, “lets go home, k?” i say while nodding my head in encouragement, “okay” she mumbles, while squeezing my hand, and grabbing my bags for me off of the floor. shes perfect, for these next two weeks shes going to be perfect.

write this down, im stayin at my parents house and the road not taken looks real good now, and it always leads to you in my hometown

im in her passenger seat, like ive been in drastically different situations many times before, as we’ve finally made it out of the god awful airport pickup zone. ive been day dreaming out this window for who knows how long, about her of course. because when im with her as happy as it makes me, it only confuses me more. and it drives me insane.

thats when i feel her right hand creep up on my thigh from the drivers side in soothing circles, “thea? hey did you hear what i said?” my eyes jerk down to her hand and then towards her eyes. “sorry p, whats up?” because i genuinely did miss her question. but theres some look etched on her face, one i havent seen before, and it makes me take a big gulp of water thats been sitting in her car for possibly ages, as im all of a sudden afraid of what shes gonna say.

her hand continues to rub soothing circles on my thigh while her eyes i swear are staring into the deepest parts of my soul, i should be worried considering shes currently driving on the highway but i cant seem to care, the way she looks at me makes me feel like im the only person in the world. “hey are you okay?” she says sincerely, “what?” i say almost too loudly, “sorry, yeah no im good p”, safe to say that wasnt what i was expecting her to ask. i dont know what i was, but it wasnt that. not something that made her seem like she cares deeper about me than whats on the surface level. actually able to tell when somethings going on with me. whatever, its probably nothing. “alright thea,” as her goddamn hand is almost territorially sitting on my thigh now, like shes trying to protect me from the heat coming out of the ac in the car.

“you never told me where im takin you.” she states, looking at me with her cute but smuggish at the same time grin. “yeah right, sorry, uh im staying with my parents. i’ll send you the address.” i ramble, trying to get this car ride to go by quicker. i swear shes driving slower on purpose. just to see me squirm. i see out of the corner of my eye as im going to send her the address her hand coming up to my phone, shes setting my hands down in my lap, and then turning my chin to face her, “thea. enough with the sorries. and i know were your parents live baby you dont need to send me the address.” she lets out a chuckle, but not one making fun, a light hearted one, as her hand moves to find mine and intertwines our fingers in my lap. but i know paige better than anyone, before we were whatever this is, we were friends, bestfriends. so of course she lets no teasing opportunity pass her by,

“damn,” she says, looking down at my phone, that has our messages open, “legal name as the contact name is lethal” she says, looking up at me with a smirk, i shove her shoulder trying not to give her the satisfaction of a laugh and am then playing with the rings on her fingers. “alright p i would like a better suggestion. your name as your name in my phone makes complete sense to me. now i dont even wanna know what you got me as in yours,” i say with a chuckle, but also leaving it on a hint, i do wanna know. its probably nothing special, but paige is right, anything other than my full name would be special.

“oh really?” shes looking at me with that smirk, god it kills me. shes pulled out her phone and opened it up to my contact, 'thea 💚'. it really seems like nothing special to the blind eye, but it is to me. not even my full first name, my nickname, with a heart that just about makes my own burst. because its not just any, one of my favorite color, that ironically is the same as my last name. no words are exchanged between us. just two pairs of eyes looking deeply into one another, faces with the biggest grins on them, while the rest of the car ride was silent. the center console of her car jabbing into the left side of my rib cage so my head was able to lean on her shoulder with her hand in my lap the whole way home. our hearts beating almost too romantically in sync the whole way to my parents house.

paige, despite what i knew she wanted to do, dropped me off at home. she pulled into my parents driveway with her headlights off, sure to not wake them, and though the door wasnt even twenty feet away, “im still walking you to it” she insisted, while grabbing my bags from the backseat.

i unlocked my front door, placed my bags inside and turned to the tall blonde, looking up into her icy blue eyes. “thank you for getting me p. and bringing me home,” i whispered the last part as i reach up to place my arms around her neck, as her arms find their familiar home around my waist. i couldnt tell you how long we stood there for, swaying lightly, not wanting to let one another go, with my front door wide open letting all the cold minnesota air in. like when i come back home, and let paige back in.

i finally pulled away looking into her eyes, mumbling “but i cant let you in. i want to, but i cant, p.” paige sighs, looking down at our feet, then back at me, “i know baby, its okay.” she spoke while wiping baby hairs away from my face and once again scooping me up in a hug. her breath warm agaisnt the left crevice where my neck and shoulder meet. i want to let her in so bad, but i cant because i know myself. i know her. i know us. and she knows it too. one thing will lead to another. and i need to try to hold out for as long as possible, as much as its killing me.

as paige pulls away she leaves a kiss on my cheek and mumbles, “i’ll see you soon. get some sleep okay?” looking at me with questioning eyes and a raised eyebrow. god shes so cute. “okay.” i breathe out, reaching down to grab both of her hands. till she starts to back away, i find myself trying to hold onto the tips of her fingers for as long as possible as shes whispering goodbye and just like that her car is backing out of the driveway, and im standing under the porch light. alone. i know this scene all too well. we arent in highschool anymore, i have to remind myself, so i turn around and head inside before i overthink our situation, again.

i parkеd my car right between the methodist and thе school that used to be ours

with playlists blasting in my ears, im unpacking my bags in my childhood room, tidying it up because my mom has turned it into her own personal closet while ive been gone, finding little knickknacks that meant everything to me as a kid.

i stumble upon a hopkins basketball sweatshirt on my closet floor, i wonder who that belongs to? a cross on my wall from our communities church event. from the same church i went to every sunday that i would always find myself sitting next to paige at.

and cleaning my bathroom i so luckily have attached to my bedroom, putting away my toiletries, opening a drawer that still has some of her things in it from when she would stay over almost every night, all as im about to get in the shower before i finally try and get some sleep.

thats when my music pauses to signify a ding of a notification. its paige, of course.

paige bueckers

U up?

read 2:13 am

thea 💚

nope

Alr 1 ur mean 2 I thought I told u to sleep

one you love me

two shouldnt u not be textin me then?

Damn u right on both tbh

But nah yk I cant leave u alone

read 2:17am

overthinking is my speciality, but am i doing that right now? because in all of our years of just being friends we expressed our gratitude for one another, but since we’ve been whatever the fuck this is, flirt, hookup, ghost, paige has never even said the words “i like you” to me.

we both know we care so deeply for one another, possibly more, but its complicated. our lives never worked out together that way, never overlapped, so we accepted the mutual heartbreak but kept pushing forward with this toxic cycle anyways because neither of us could bare not having the other in our life anymore.

did she just admit that she loves me? nah. no fucking way. we say shit in playful tones like that all time. oh you love me this you love me that. but shes never admitted it back, not like that. what is going on. god its late, get out of your head thea. play it cool.

yeah ur lowkey annoying

highkey actually

Alr get out

U love me back dw ik

mm debatable

Ouch

Wyd tmr

i dont know actually

my parents arent awake to make any plans with lol

Oh so I get u first

ok who said that??

You basically 😊

paige madison omg

Hey that reminds me

You change that contact name yet??

that rlly buggin you huh

Maybe

then i might just keep it

Thea istg

alr alr chill i will change it 😂

dorothea greene changed paige bueckers contact to 'paige 💜'

And I will pick u up at noon?

where tf did i agree to that?

Would you rather meet somewhere?

i dont see where i agreed to do anything with you

I want to see you

paige.

you just saw me not even an hour ago

I miss you

you cant possibly

How do you know that

You dont know I feel

I miss you

okay will you shut up if i say yes

Um only if nice Thea shows up

okay sorry p 😂😂

Never be sorry

Sooooo I will pick you up tomorrow at noon?

you will pick me up tomorrow at noon.

Goodnight baby sleep well

Actually sleep please

read 2:35

that damn petname, nickname, whatever it is it fucking kills me and she probably has no idea. no she definitely knows and thats why she uses it.

thank god she cant see my face right now because its full blown red, completely embarrassed post screaming my lungs out into my pillow.

i will

goodnight p

see u tmr.

i just snickered to myself after sending paige those last texts. almost shameful of myself. i dont know what im doing. or maybe i do? i think its safe to say my winter break is gonna go different than i planned, but the same way as it always been whenever i dare to mix myself with paige bueckers and my hometown.

the next chapter will be finishing out the lyrics of ttds (in blue) which will be linked in the masterlist once finished! - im gonna try and make this into a full blown series incorporating other songs from the album 'evermore' going back in time as well to give some background information on their relationship, etc. we'll see how it goes...

reminder: my box is open for all requests ⋆˙⟡

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whumpasaurus101 · 3 years ago

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More Broken Glass

So this.. I don't even know how this even came into my head.. I was just like.. Broken glass, yes. Scared Asher, yessss. So uhm, here it is!!! hyujfgukfj.

A big thank you to @heathenwhump for helping me at the start!!!!! Here is a balloon for you teehee 🎈

CW: oki umm, broken glass.. Heheh / forced to kneel on broken sharp object / slight dehumanization / knocked out / just... a very scared whumpee ngl dhjgkf / (if I left anything out lmk!! :)

Asher froze the minute the glass connected with the tiles of the kitchen. The sound of glass breaking echoed through the whole house. His breathing started picking up as he heard the television pause in the other room. Heavy footsteps plodded down the hallway. Asher didn't dare turn around. He could hear his heartbeat rapidly thumping in his ears. He felt nauseous. Was he about to collapse? Could he-

“Care to explain yourself?” Rodger asked in a calm voice that sent shudders down Asher’s back.

Rodger stood at the door frame, arms folded.

“I-” Asher was panting at this stage, “I just- it- it- it ….fell.”

“It just… fell?”

Asher nodded quickly. “Y-Yeah, I was uhm, I was over there.”

Anxiously pointing to the corner of the kitchen, Asher continued, “And then the uh- the …...glass, yes, the glass just uhm, it just fell.”

“So you're telling me, that you were over in the complete other side of the room, then a big ‘ghost’ came along and smashed the glass, and now you're being framed for it?”

Asher cleared his throat, “I mean… when you put it that way, it just sounds ridiculous.” He tried to laugh but stopped the minute he was met with Rodger’s same cold face.

Asher huffed, “Alight, fine. I dropped it, okay? I didn't mean to!” Rodger ground his teeth. “That's alr-” No, wait. No. It wasn't alright. Rodger had been going so soft on him recently, “Oh you're in big trouble now.” Asher’s eyebrows furrowed, “Dude, it was just a fucking glass, chill out.”

“Chill- Chill out?! Asher, all I have done recently is let you get away with things. But now it's over. You need to learn your place again. Kneel.” Asher laughed, “What?”

“Are you fucking deaf? I said `kneel’.” When Asher didn't move, Rodger didn't hesitate to storm over and roughly pushed Asher to his knees, right on top of the glass. Asher let out a cry, “AAAAAGHH! Rodger, R-Rodger!!! Please!!!!!”

“I don't want to fucking hear it, I have had enough of your whining ass, you need to learn whats right and whats wrong,” He pushed Asher’s shoulders further down as Asher tried to stand, forcing the glass further into his skin. Asher’s hands desperately fought Rodger’s but nothing worked.

“Say it,” Rodger spat. “Say fucking what!?” Rodger pushed Asher's shoulders down again. “AGH! S-say what?!?” He was desperate, his voice sounded desperate. He heaved in breaths as tears started to fall. His body hopelessly fought for any kind of relief.

“Say that you know your place.”

“I know my place!!! Jesus Christ!” “And what is your place?”

Asher gulped, “Wh-what?”

“Your hearing seems to be getting bad Asher,” Rodger sneered in a fake caring way.

“It's not my hearing you dumbass, you're just making no sense.”

Rodger let go of one of Asher’s shoulders and quickly backhanded him, “Tell me your fucking place if you're so confident you know it!”

“Oh my god, will you just lay off it?! Let me get up you fucker!”

Rodger’s head was almost numb from frustration, Asher wasn't cooperating and Rodger was running out of threats. He quickly grabbed another glass that was on the table and smashed it over Asher’s head. There was a sudden silence and Asher collapsed to the ground with a groan. He was still conscious. Which was unfortunate for Asher.

Rodger's eyes widened as an idea struck him. He fished in his pockets for his phone, “Stay here, I'm gonna make a call and when I get back here, you better be in the exact same position you are in right now Do, not, move.”

Oh, Asher wasn't planning to. Oh no no no. He couldn't move. His body was full of fire. His knees stung as blood continued to fall. He was ashamed as he whimpered, but that was better than crying...well, that's what he told himself.

He heard talking in the next room. He tried to crawl closer to the room so he could make out what was being said but it was useless. He groaned and tried his best to stand up but quickly fell back to the ground as a wave of nausea hit him.

Just as he closed his eyes, Rodger returned, making Asher groan, “Fuck offffffffff, just leave me alone for two fuckung min-” He wheezed as Rodger’s boot was firmly placed on his back, knocking the air out of him. “Shut it. Now, we have a guest coming in an hour. I would normally tell you to get washed, but I think I want him to see what mess you've gotten yourself into.”

‘Him’. “Antonio?” Rodger chuckled, “Oh no no, worse. Much worse.” Asher gulped, he tried to think of who could be possible who- No!

Rodger must’ve seen the pure shock and terror in Asher’s face when he chuckled. “N-n-no PLEASE! I’ll- I’ll do anything!” Rodger snickered, “Oh Ashy, it's too late for that.” Asher let out a mute cry.

An hour later, the doorbell rang. Asher felt as if he was about to get sick. He took deep breaths and closed his eyes, this was just a nightmare… this wasn't real… this can't be happening. No. He can't do this. How could Rodger be so cruel? It was the voice that made Asher lose it. His brain screamed at him to run but the restraints which kept him kneeling but the table, hands tied to the coffee table’s leg.

“Aiden! Thank you so much for coming in such short notice!!!” “Oh, of course!!! I’d do anything for my Danny boy.”

Asher felt physical chills down his back as he shuddered in disgust. Footsteps grew louder and Asher tried to kick himself away. As far away from the monster as possible. No use. Aiden laughed his booming laugh as he stopped at the door frame, taking in the site in front of him, “Well, well, well. Looks like you’ve got yourself into a little… pickle.” Asher heaved in breaths, “G-go away. Leave me the fuck alone!”

Aiden was fully taken back at the cursing, “Well now Danny, that's not very nice of you! Here I was, missing you so much over the months, and this is what I get in response?? Well, I'm glad Rodger called me, I can finally put you back into your place.”

“Wh-where’s Rodger?” Asher asked, refusing to believe that he heard a car’s tires against the driveway. “Oh, oh he’s gone. He thought that it would be best if he left. You know, finally have a break from you!” Asher shook his head, “Pl-please, I’ll be good, I’ll be good!” He cried. “You see?? Listen to yourself!! I have been here for not even five minutes and you're starting to come back!!! Now just think about it if I stay with you for the rest of the day!” Then he gasped, “And maybe even tomorrow!!!” Another gasp, “What if I brought you back to the house tomorrow so you can.. Catch up with your friends!”

Asher hated how Aiden was getting so… excited about this. He shook his head again, not too violent so his vision wouldn't spin anymore than how much it was right now. Now, you stay there for a moment while I sus out the place, especially downstairs!!!” Aiden clapped, excited.

Asher curled in on himself. It’s a dream. FUCK, please show me it's a dream. I can't, I can't do this. I can't face this. I can’t face him!

But deep down. He knew full well it was not a dream. He tried to think of happy things, happy memories. But all that came into his head were memories from Aiden’s house. All the pain. All the hurt. He couldn't. He can't. He had to.

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