Jason and Justin

Chapter 11 Aftercare and a ringing phone

Justin POV

I let out a loud sob as I fell against the dresser. A few more soft sobs follow as I readjust myself to prepare for the next lashing across my burning backside which I was sure was glowing bright red. I look in the mirror that hung above the dresser at my tear stained face red and twisted in pain.

I then looked at my brother who standing behind me looking at me. I can see a look of pity in his eyes. Sympathy in my plight. Sadness at what I have forced him to do.

No more I wanted to cry out. Beg him to stop. Plead with him for mercy. I'll be good I wanted to say. I'll do what you say. I will be the most obedient sixteen year old in the history of the world.

No the universe.

Just don't whip me again.

Please Jason.

But I did not say it. I just hung my head ready for another. He had not stopped at ten like I expected instead he has given me a dozen slaps with the belt. And I assume he is going for a Baker's dozen.

If not more.

Oh please don't let it be more. I don't think I could handle much more.

My legs were weak and I don't think I can stand for too much longer. If he wanted to continue to best me he would soon to do it with me on the floor.

Please don't do that to me.

I've learned my lesson Jason. Honest. I know I have said that in the past but I really have this time. I promise you I have.

"Okay Justin we're done." Jason said and a wave of relief washed over me.

Thank you I thought as air escape from my lungs. The knots in my stomach slowly began to unravel themselves.

"Turn around." Jason said.

I turned around and he was about to say something but I wrapped my arms around my brother and buried my face in his shoulder.

"I'm sorry." I cried.

"I know." He rubbed my back. "I know."

"I'm sorry that I am such a bad kid.".

"Shhh." He said as he patted me on my back. "You're not a bad kid Justin." He then pulled away and held my arms as he looked at me. "You a are good kid."

I think recent history disapproves that I mused.

"You just do bad things." Jason said. "You hear me?"

"Yes, Jason." I nodded.

"Go wash your face." He said.

I walked into the bathroom and wiped my face down with a wet cloth. And then dried and leaned against the counter trying to get my emotions under control.

I don't want to go through this again I thought. I don't want to disappoint my brother again, disobey him again, disrespect him again.

And I won't I told myself as I looked in the mirror. Not again. Never again.

I sniffed back the few remaining tears and then headed back into the room running my aching backside.

Jason Pov

"Are you okay?" I asked my brother as he joined me back in the room. His red cheeks which had glowing red were now a light pink.

"Yes." He nodded.

"I'm going to get us something to eat." I'll get us something from the bookstore. I doubt my brother was in any state to go to the dining commons right now. No he would not want people to see him right now. He would not want them to know he had just gotten his butt beat.