Neighbour

20.

Eddy closed his eyes for a second, trying to make the sounds go away. He had laid down on the couch to try and relax, but the hushed arguing was keeping him from really letting the tension in his shoulders go. It was difficult to make out exactly what they were saying, but it didn't sound like lovey chatter. 

"No, Mike, please, I don't want…" 

It was hard to hear what came after Brett's plea, but the thump against the wall after, followed by a squeak didn't sound great. Eddy found himself sitting up and putting his ear up against the wall to hear. 

"Shut up. This is what you did with him earlier, wasn't it?" Mike growled, making Eddy's stomach drop. "You fucking whore, disgusting slut. Do you have any idea how lucky you are that I still bother with you?" 

A loud slap that made even Eddy jump was heard followed by a sob from the smaller man. 

"You're pathetic, Brett. I should leave you. That's what you want, isn't it?" 

"N… no, Mike, please, I… I love you." 

Eddy cringed a bit from Brett's words. How could he love that man when he treated him like that? 

"You just want me to kill myself don't you? That's why you sleep around, yeah? You want to push me down further? You didn't think the humiliation of being dependant on my fucking grandma was enough, did you? You want me dead?" 

Mike was slowly raising his voice along with the increased frequency of Brett's sobs. He sounded pretty hysterical now. 

"No, Mike, don't do anything, I can't live without you. Please don't do anything, please, I…" he cried, but another, harder thump and a squeak was heard before he could finish. 

"Grab me another beer and come back to show me how you sucked his dick, slut. I'll be waiting." 

"Mike, I didn't…" 

Another slap was heard, and this time Eddy pulled out his phone. He couldn't listen to this anymore without doing anything. Initially, he had thought calling the police would make things worse for Brett, but it couldn't get much worse than this, could it? 

… 

Half an hour later, he buzzed the officers in and gave them the code to the elevator. He was nervous about Mike's reaction, especially as it sounded like he had finally calmed down a bit by the time the officers got there. 

Eddy stood on the other side of his own front door and tried to listen to the conversation between the officers and Brett after they had exited the elevator and rang the doorbell. He couldn't really make it out properly, but the gist of it was Brett assuring them nothing was wrong and that the sounds were just them doing their thing in bed. The officers seemed to just ask them to quiet down and told him to have a good night, which made Eddy's stomach drop.

There was no way that was just rough sex. No way. Right?