I'm in the guest bedroom upstairs lying on the bed crying now. I hear a knock on the door and assume it's either Chandler or Hana.
"Go away!"
I scream this at the door. The person behind it speaks.
"This isn't the welcome party I imagined."
Jay walks in wasted. He has an empty bottle in his hand. He can barely stand up straight. He even looks slightly menacing and intimidating.
"Is this seat taken?"
Jay points to the spot next to me on the bed.
"No. Feel free to sit down."
Jay looks at me but does something before sitting down. He dims the lights.
"Thought I would set the mood."
He says this making eye contact with me.
"No... Jay. I'm sorry that's not what I thought you meant. I thought you just wanted to talk."
"We can do that after."
I look at him, wary that he is slowly getting closer to me.
"No Jay. I'm sorry but I don't want to do that."
He looks at me very serious for a second.
"It doesn't matter what you want. I want to have sex with you, so that's what's going to happen."
I look at him scared now sitting up.
"Jay! Leave the room now! You're drunk!"
"Don't tell me what to do. I'm not following orders anymore. That's all I've been doing all my life. Not anymore."
"Jay stop!"
I go to get up, but Jay grabs onto my shoulders holding me down. He leans in to kiss me but I push him off.
"ENOUGH!"
"IT'S NOT ENOUGH TILL I SAY IT'S ENOUGH!"
He slaps me with great force. I grunt in pain. Then he sniffs my neck before he starts kissing it.
"JAY STOP!"
"SHUT..."
Jay slaps me.
"THE..."
He slaps me harder.
"FUCK..."
He punches my face this time, causing my nose to bleed.
"UP!"
He punches my stomach hard, knocking the wind out of me. I can't talk or scream for help. I'm too weak to fight back. I'm defenseless.
He yanks my shirt off from over my head. I then feel him grab my crotch. He is making sounds like an animal now. He unbuttons my pants. I feebly try to get him off of me but he grabs my wrist. He twists my right wrist so it hurts a lot.
I finally let out one scream just hoping someone will hear. Jay has his hand in my boxers now with his hand on my mouth. He has full access to my entire body. He releases his hands for a moment as he takes off his shirt and flips me over so I'm lying in my stomach.
"You ready to become a man?"
He says this to me so casually. He gets on top of me so his crotch is pushing against my ass. I feel his boner through his skinny jeans. Tears are streaming down my face.
Before he has time to take off either of our pants, I hear a creak from behind us. Jay doesn't notice but I do. I turn my head to look at Jay who looks crazed.
I make quiet sounds as a reaction to the abuse. Jay puts his hands around my throat in an attempt to silence me. Suddenly, I hear a thud and Jay falls on top of me unconscious. I feel someone roll him off of me. They then turn me around. I look up and see Chandler standing there. It's a good thin Jay was too drunk to lock the door. Chandler sits by my side facing me. He's crying.
"Don't leave my side again."
He puts his hand on my chest. We look into each others eyes. Both of us are crying now. I feel his breath blow on me and he feels mine. He moves so he is still facing me but on top of me. He leans in. I feel his lips gently press against mine. After five seconds, he releases, again staring at me.
"Will you go out with me?"
I look back into his eyes smiling.
"You bet your ass I will!"
"If I'm gonna bet my ass, I want a little something in return."
He kisses me again while putting his hands on my butt. This time, it starts off gentle and then gets hot. I feel his tung brush against my lips while we are kissing. I grant him access and we continue to make out. I then put my hands on his ass. I couldn't be happier.
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Lost (A Chandler Riggs Gay Fan Fiction)
FanfictionThis is about a boy who is obsessed with his crush on the walking dead Chandler Riggs. The boy then enters a contest to be an extra on "The Walking Dead." With the odds not in the boy's favor, what could possibly come of this?