Neighbour

16.

Eddy had really tried to block it out for a long time. He had put earplugs in and noise cancelling headphones on, he had pulled the duvet up as far as it'd go over his head, he had closed the door to his room even though he hated how stuffy the air got when he did that and he had tried to drown it out by playing the music on his headphones so loudly it hurt his ears. Nothing worked, as the large man's voice travelled through the walls and made it feel like his bed was shaking. Maybe it just was that Eddy couldn't keep himself from listening? He wanted to help. 

Brett didn't seem to want his help, though, but it was difficult when Eddy had grown to care for his neighbour during the little time they had spent together. 

"Ow! Stop, please." 

Eddy flinched, unknowingly in the exact same way Brett did on the other side of the wall. He hated hearing the smaller man get hurt

"Come on, you've been a hoe all day and won't give me anything of it?" 

"I didn't do anything, it was just…" 

"Oh fuck off, don't pretend like you didn't get it up the ass in the bathroom after. I saw how you looked at him!" 

Eddy froze for a moment before slowly taking off his headphones. That was about him, wasn't it? It must've been, because who else would Mike be angry about now? 

"I swear I didn't! It was just a lunch with…" 

A squeal was heard from the smaller man, and Eddy felt his stomach hurt with guilt. Lunch. That was definitely about him. Had he been making it worse for him? 

"It's pretty fucking obvious how much of a slut you are, Brett. Tell me the truth or else…!" 

"Nothing happened, Mike, I promise. You're the only man I ever want to be with, please believe me. Please!" 

Eddy slowly got out of bed, leaving his noise cancelling headphones. He also pulled out his earplugs on the way over to his living room where he sat down on the couch to listen. Some movement was heard on the other side of the wall as well. Eddy could hear Mike's footsteps leave the room with Brett's lighter steps following right behind. 

"No no no no, please Mike, you can do anything to me just don't… please…!" 
Brett was crying loudly now, clearly desperate from the way his voice cracked. The pair came back into their bedroom, Brett sobbing loudly. 

"Please, Mike, I'll do anything. Want me to give you a blow job? You can fuck me in the ass? I'll be good, I promise, I'll call in sick while he's there, I'll…" 
A soft thump was heard, and a few clicks. 
"Please don't, please please please…!" 

What followed after that made Eddy flinch. A loud bang against the wall followed by the sound of splintering wood. It made Eddy's blood freeze in his veins. Surely the nasty man hadn't done that?