RP:]] St Luke's Reform School For Young Gentlemen

[[Who do we fancy then? My mind just wanders back to poor Brian and Coby, haha.]]

[[Hmmm, how about angry Alex taking it out on Chris? Ooooh, and little bit of domestic violence?]]

[[Ooooh! We've not had that before! That sounds good to me! You wanna start as I'm getting kicked off.]]

[[I shall!]]

I am still staring up at the ceiling, now actually wearing pants and a shirt. I frown up angrily at the light fixture, I am so fucking mad right about now. I could actually kill Zacky, and Matt actually.

I sigh and sit up on the bed, an angry look on my face as I sit with my legs over the bed, looking at the posters on the other side of the room, Chris's posters.

"I am going to make their relationship hell, I am going to make Zacky Baker regret that he ever got his greasy little hands on Matt, turning him fucking soft," I mutter to myself darkly.

I am pretty much muttering to myself now. But I don't care because Chris went out hours ago, and who knows when he will be make.

I walk back to my room with a contented smile on my face. I needed that. It's been far too long since I've topped anyone. I needed a taste of being in control for once. I'm actually disgusted with myself for who I went to, for taking advantage of him in such a vulnerable position, for touching him in any way if I'm honest but he always puts out. It's not my fault if I wasn't in the mood to convince someone.

I push the door to my room open to find a large mans back staring at me. That's not right, Alex should be off fucking Matt and screwing Zacky over. What's he doing in here?

"Uh, Alex? You okay?"

I glare at him as he walks into the room.

Where the fuck has he been? He should be here, waiting for me to come home so I can fuck him senseless like the little bitch likes. Where has he been?!

I watch him as he closes the door, looking thoroughly confused.

"What the fuck do you think?" I ask him as a dangerously low voice.

"Okay, maybe you're not."

I'm toying with the idea of sitting by him, trying to calm him down using my own special talents. Something tells me this might not be the best idea right now though. Alex doesn't exactly have a violent temper - fuck, I didn't think he had any kind of temper until recently - but something tells me that my face would probably get smashed in right now if I even tried.

I walk across to the other side of the room, leaning against the dresser, "So what happened then? They just kick you out?"

"That bastard Zacky drained the fucking animal out of Matt. He's such a weed now! I can't believe it! I was going to steal Matt from Zacky, be so much better for his animal nature than Zacky. But he's already poisoned Matt's sexual nature! It's so... GAH!"

I stand up from the bed and run my hands through my hair and groan loudly before pacing the room.

"I can't believe it!"

The guy may be my best friend but even I think he's an asshole sometimes. He obviously only wanted Matt for the sex and from what I've seen of them together, Zacky actually cares about him.

"I think you had a lucky escape there, man." I say, backing up a little against the dresser, "I mean, you really think Matt would have been that animalistic all the time? Sooner or later he'd have wanted to make love to you. Then you'd have denied it, he'd have become all emo and depressed and then the sex would have just stopped completely."

"Yeah but I still would have had some of the sex by then. Besides, if you will just let me fuck you, why wouldn't he be the same as you, if I lied, telling him I loved him, simple."

I sigh again before running my hand through my hair again, getting more and more angry by the minute. Why isn't be defending me? Telling me that Zacky's an asshole, giving me ideas to help me win my way back into Matt's bed.

"You know, you aren't exactly being very helpful, y'know that?" I say to him.

I fold my arms over my chest and look at him angrily, tapping my foot.

"What do you want me to do?" I ask, "Nothing you tried would work. If Matt's actually chosen someone else over you, the guy he's been pining for for three years, he's got to be pretty special."

Why do I get the feeling that was the wrong thing to say right now? I move away from the dresser, walking round towards my own bed. I'm beginning to get the feeling this is not going to end prettily.

"Oh, I'm not good enough now then? Are you blaming me for this?! How is this possibly my fault?!"

He didn't exactly say that it was my fault but I know what he is thinking.

I see that he's backing away from me now, as if he is scared of me.

"Why the hell are you backing away? Fucking scared or something?" I ask him a little confused, and pissed off that even my own best friend isn't on my side in this.

"No, I'm not scared." I lie, pushing the window behind me open, "I just needed some air."

Truth is, right now I am a little scared of Alex. In fact, ever since he got his first taste of Matt, I've been a little afraid of him. He's become like a man possessed, not really caring about anything but Matt's cock.

"You're plenty good enough, 'Lex. Any guy would be lucky to have you." I say, hoping buttering him up might help me out a little, "But you have messed him around for so long, you shouldn't be surprised that he's found someone else."

Why can't I just keep my big mouth shut?

"Chris, there IS no one else, you should know that," I say as I walk over to him.

I keep a stern look on my face as I stand right in front of him, basically on his toes.

"But, you are right about one thing, amazingly, yes, anyone would be lucky to have me," I laugh a little, "You, are very lucky, aren't you?"

I move closer to his face, looking down at his wide greying eyes filled with fear.

"Aren't you?"

I nod at him, "I'm very lucky, yes Alex."

I've never felt so small and scared in my life. Surely he wouldn't actually hurt me, would he? Not over something as insignificant as being rejected for sex? He's a big guy, he could break me in an instant. Surely he wouldn't try anything, would he?

"I don't understand why Matt chose Zacky over you." I say, figuring maybe some flattery might calm him down.

I bring a hand up to his face, cupping it in mine, "You're so much better than he is."

This is either going to bring him down or cause him to beat the living shit out of me. I shouldn't be risking it but I've got no other ideas.

"Well I am obviously NOT!"

I smack his hand away from my face and lean over him so more.

"Because I am here with you, aren't I?!"

Anger is boiling inside me now, all I can see is a red haze and the images of Zacky in screaming pain and agony but because Matt is giving him that pleasure sex that he should be giving me are burned beneath my eyelids, making me even more angry.

"Fucking slut!" I scream before lifting my hand and smacking it to the closest thing to my hand, which just so happens to be Chris's face.

I bring my hand to my own face, clutching at the sore skin there. He fucking hit me! My best friend actually hit me! I'm used to getting the shit kicked out of me but never by Alex.

"The FUCK do you think you're doing?" I yell in a quivering voice, "You fucking hit me, you son of a bitch!"

I try to push him away from me but he's too big, too strong. Normally being pinned against a wall like this would thrill me, now it's the last thing I need.

"You deserved it, you fucking know you did!"

I pin him against the wall now, his ass probably digging into the window seel but I just don't care.

"You're such a slut Chris, just like that little weasel Zacky. You are all the same, you all deserve to be punished!" I say before pushing him onto the floor before kicking him in the shin.

"And not in the way you will find kinky or any of that shit."

I want nothing more than to snap back at him but the pain shooting through me won't let me. Besides it'd only get him more angry and that is the last thing I need right now.

I just lay on the floor, pulling my knees to my chest, wanting to avoid any kind of blow to my stomach and chest.

"Come on Chris you fucking pussy, fight back, fight me," I say as I circle him on the floor.

The anger is boiling up inside me now just seeing his weak body on the floor. What kind of a man is he? Just laying on the floor and letting someone beat him.

"My God, do you get some sort of kink from this? You sick FUCK!" I scream my last word as I kick him in the back.

[[I just remembered something!]]

Everything's going fuzzy now. I strain my eyes to look up at Alex but I can't see anything short of a fuzzy outline in one eye. Oh God. Not now. I've been fine for so long, the meds, everything was supposed to be stopping this.

My vision goes black and I'm suddenly no longer in control of my body. I can feel myself jerking violently, my head repeatedly hitting the bed leg behind me...

[[OH YEAH! Well done for remembering, haha.]]

I watch on, panting a little from kicking him in the back. I widen my eyes as I watch him.

"Oh, Fuck..." I say in barely a whisper as I back away from him.

Suddenly all the anger drains from me, and all I can feel inside me is a sickness and I can physically feel all the colour fade from my cheeks.

"Fuck..." I say to myself again as I move from Chris's body on the floor and towards the door. I don't know what to do, so I just run down the hallway, not even shutting the door behind me.

I want to scream, to yell for help but I can't, I'm paralysed. I can't feel anything. Instead I'm just stuck here, twitching and repeatedly hitting my head.

Everything goes black and suddenly, I'm not aware of anything happening around me...

I laugh at Brian playing with both Christian and Erika, but I stop laughing as I hear a very loud bang come from the room next to us. Alex's and Chris's room.

I furrow my brow before telling Brian to stay where he is with the kids while I go to check it out. I sounded like a real father/husband there but I don't care.

I open the door carefully before looking around the door with a furrowed brow before looking down the hallway to see Alex bolting down the hallway at the fastest I have ever seen him.

"What the..." I start to make my way to the room next to me, ready to open the door to look inside but I don't need to.

But the site I am graced with makes me question whether I really wanted to look.

"SHIT!"

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