Left out. . . {bxbxb}

chapter twenty-two

shit

⚠️TW: Rape/Non-consensual sex⚠️ 

Andrew was lying on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. 

He was so bored after his friends left about an hour ago. He considered calling Derek but decided against it. He didn't know how he felt about Derek anymore. He thought he loved him, but then all this shit with Nolan happened, and it feels like everything changed. 

His opinion on Derek changed the most. Andrew thought Derek was the best boyfriend anyone could ever ask for. And he was. For the first year of them dating, it seemed like Derek was a good person. It felt like Derek loved him. 

Derek used to take him on so many dates, now they hardly speak to each other. Derek used to hold his hand and kiss him, and now he doesn't even like standing next to Andrew. It hurt. It hurt a lot, and Andrew hated that. He never thought someone he loved could go from being the sweetest person to a horrible asshole. 

Andrew so desperately wanted to talk to Derek about this. Let him know how he's feeling, but he was scared. He was scared that Derek was going to hurt him. He hated being afraid of his own boyfriend.

After they started dating for a year, and Andrew fell head over heels, Derek started acting off. And right now, Andrew felt like a pretty big idiot for not seeing these signs. Derek started to force Andrew into things. He started to pressure Andrew to try new things Andrew really didn't want to do. Derek would tell him to smoke, try drugs, and he even told him to drink. They were fifteen. 

And the worst part, Derek always won. Derek always succeeded in making him try drugs, making him drink. Because he always said, "You'll do it if you love me?" Sometimes Andrew still wasn't sure, so Derek would frown at him and ask, "You don't love me?" Which made Andrew feel like crap because he did love him. He loved him a lot. 

Derek was also really possessive. Andrew thought it was nice at the time when Derek was still nice. He'd always come up and hug him if he felt someone was too close to Andrew. But he started getting angrier. He started threatening people who were close to him, making him lose a lot of friends. Derek told him it was better this way. Better if he didn't have anyone but him. Andrew believed every word until he met Jackson and Oliver. They stayed with him even when Derek tried to scare them away, which made Derek even more pissed at them. Andrew guessed that's part of the reason he hates them so much. 

Suddenly, Andrew was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard a feverish, loud knocking on his door. Slowly, he got off his bed to see who it was, expecting Nolan or Jack and Oliver. 

Who he didn't expect was Derek. 

"Der? What are you doing here?" Andrew questioned, confused why his boyfriend was here. "What did you tell him?" Derek hissed, pushing Andrew back, walking in. "Tell who?" Andrew asked incredulously. "He broke up with me," Derek spoke through clenched teeth, backing Andrew against a wall. "Nolan?" Andrew instinctively put his hands in front of his face to block Derek's fists if he tried anything.

"YES, FUCKING NOLAN!" Derek shouted, pulling Andrew's hands down, moving close to his face. "You made him break up with me." Derek slammed his lips to Andrew's, forcefully his mouth open. Derek slid his tongue inside Andrew's mouth, and Andrew had a horrible feeling in his gut. He knew exactly where Derek was planning on going with this. Andrew pushed Derek back, taking a deep breath. "Derek, stop!" Andrew snapped, unaware that what he just said made Derek even more irritated. 

Derek smirked evilly, snaking his hand into Andrew's hair, roughly yanking it down, exposing Andrew's neck. While Andrew tried prying Derek's hands off him, Derek harshly bit his exposed neck, making Andrew cry out in pain. Tears fell from Andrew's eyes as Derek brought his fingers to Andrew's mouth. 

"Suck." He commanded darkly, sadistically smiling as Andrew shook his head. Derek forced his fingers into Andrew's mouth, making Andrew bite whatever fingers he could. Derek hissed, pulling his hand back, glaring at the teeth marks in his fingers. "You little bitch," He growled, using his free hand to keep Andrew's mouth open as he shoved his fingers back in. "I suggest sucking, or it's gonna hurt like a bitch," Derek snarled. More tears streamed down Andrew's face as he wet Derek's fingers, giving pleasure to the sick fuck. 

Derek went back to brutally biting Andrew's neck as his hands went to his ass. Derek pushed Andrew's pants down, roughly slapping his ass. Andrew cried out, breathing heavily, wishing this hell could end. "Shut the fuck up," Derek hissed, shoving two fingers in Andrew, making him put his hand over his mouth to stop the scream that nearly came out. His ass was on fire as Derek cruelly pushed two fingers, hardly lubed, in and out of his ass. "P-please..." Andrew begged. "Stop, p-..please...!"

Derek clearly didn't like that as he added two more fingers into Andrew, the stretch burning Andrew painfully. "Fuck no. Take it, bitch." Derek used his hand to slap Andrew's ass again roughly, adding to the horrible burning. After slapping Andrew a few times, Derek pulled his hand back, undoing his own pants, taking out his dick. Andrew's eyes widened upon seeing it. It looked to be about 7.5 inches, which scared the shit out of Derek. If just his fingers hurt, this was going to be the worst. 

"Derek. Derek. Derek. Derek, please. Please don't do this," Andrew babbled uncontrollably, trying to weasel away from Derek, hot tears falling down his face. "You look pathetic," Derek sneered, taking in Andrew's appearance. His face was red and wet with tears, and his ass had red handprints on them.

After many painful minutes of torture, Derek decided it was enough. He pulled his fingers out, noticing there was slight blood on them. He showed them to Andrew, who gasped and desperately tried to escape again. "What's the matter? Your stupid cunt can't take this? Because I'm just getting started," Derek smirked evilly, spitting on his dick, rubbing it in. 

"Derek, please!" Andrew cried, feeling like he was moments away from puking. "I let you go last time, but now I'm not going to be so nice." Derek pushed Andrew's face against the wall. "Get ready," He mockingly laughed, lining the head of his cock up with Andrew's abused hole. Andrew screamed bloody murder as Derek slipped the head in. It was probably the most painful thing Andrew's ever experienced. Derek spat more on his cock, getting it at least a slight bit wetter.

"Shut the fuck up," Derek growled, pushing more of his length in, making Andrew scream louder. Derek groaned and put his hand over Andrew's mouth. "I said, SHUT THE FUCK UP!" He growled, shoving himself in all the way to the hilt.

Andrew sobbed at the horrible burning pain in his ass, begging God to make it stop soon. Derek moaned in twisted pleasure as the tears endlessly flowed down Andrew's face. "Please... don't. Stop, please..." Andrew whispered. He couldn't take it anymore. "Don't stop? Okay." A wicked grin formed on Derek's face as he trusted harder into Andrew, getting pleasure as Andrew helplessly screamed.

Finally, after what seemed like decades, Derek moaned loudly and released into Andrew, making Andrew shudder uncomfortably. "Oh, fuck..." Derek moaned, pulling his dick out of Andrew's abused, bloody hole.

Derek pulled his pants up, leaving Andrew broken on the floor, sobbing in pain. Derek smirked and spit on him before walking out. Andrew fell to the floor, not having enough strength to wipe the saliva away. 

Andrew sobbed quietly on the floor until he eventually fell asleep.

Jesus Christ.