Pretty boy (Nick Sturniolo ff)

Chapter 8

TW‼️ S.A.

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Kieran's face appears into my blurry view. I could make out that he was smiling, while making his way into my room, closing the door after him.

I adjust my vision as he walks to my bed and sits beside me.

"How are you feeling?" He asks.
"I'm alright." I reply back to him

He places his hand on my cheek and tilts his head, gliding his thumb across my cheek.

It kinda felt awkward-ish, seeing as how I don't like him like that..

He just seems so genuine with this. Or at least I think..

After a minute of stay stiff, I melt into his touch and breathe deeply. He moves closer wrapping his arms around me.

I close my sore and puffy eyes, yawning again. He places his head on my shoulder, putting his face into the side of my neck.

His lips press against my skin. I shiver slightly and move my body. After a few minutes, he moves his hands down to the small of my back, continuing to kiss my neck.

I purse my lips, looking up slightly and unsure of what I should do.

Minutes pass by, feeling his kisses continue to get rougher as they continue. My hands move to his shoulders, gripping onto them.

He slips his hands up my shirt. I want to push him away but I'm not sure how he will react.

Suddenly, he did something that slightly triggered me and resulted in me pushing him away, and leaning back away from him.

He looked at me with slightly furrowed eyebrows.
"Everything okay?" He asks me.

I nod and rub my face.
"I'm sorry, I just don't think this is right.."

"What?.." His tone changes slightly. It was hard to make out what kinda tone it was because it was a mixture of things.

My hands go behind me pulling back against my head board.
"I just don't think.. you know.."

"Im not sure I understand. I thought you were into me?"
Everything shifted. The mood and just everything.

"I'm mean really, you're a great person and all, I just don't think we should.." I say to him in a hushed tone, feeling guilty.

A deep scoff comes from him as he turns his head away from me, poking his tongue into his cheek. His face was visibly unhappy.

"Kier I'm sorry, I really am-"
He turns towards me and abruptly cuts me off and catching me by surprise when I'm pulled back into a kiss.

Not gentle like how it was, but rough.

My hands pressed against his chest trying to fight his strength.

I failed

A grip around my wrists become apparent and starts to tighten very quickly, almost cutting off my circulation.

My arms are brought up above my head and pinned against the board, Kier continuing to roughly force himself onto me.

I tried kicking my legs at him, but are soon pinned as well.

His free hand snakes around my waist and into my pants, groping me.

Managing, I forcefully make as much noise as I can in hopes someone will come in.

I can't feel my finger tips with the very right grip he has around my wrists.

A singular tear falls from my eye as he touches me in certain ways.

When he pulls away from my lips, he looks at me and clenches his jaw tightly.
"Nick.. I need you." His breath trickling against my skin and down my neck.

My head shakes as more tears stream down my cheeks.

The hand that is groping me, moves out of my pants and up to my face, wiping my tears.

Breathing unsteadily, I shake my head.
"Please go.." I choked up on my words.

Wincing at the grip getting tighter and tighter with each second that passes.

"You know I don't wanna do this-" Hands slam down on the back of his shoulders and is thrown off of me.

I look up, seeing Ben's face fuming with rage.

No more words were said. He got down to Kier's level and got on top of his, brutally beating the shit out of him.

Ben's loud yells I couldn't make out because of the state I was in. I just saw everyone rushing into my room pulling Ben off of the bloody faced boy on the floor.

One thing I was able to make out that Ben said before getting pulled out.

"You're a sick fuck!" And with that, the room went silent.

Isaac was beside Kier, helping him up. I looked at him as he looked back at me, coughing up blood and wiping his bloody nose.

They all left.

Ben POV

Blood covered my hands and Chris and Matt pulled me away from the room and to the living room.

"Kier is a fucking bastard!" I yell quite loudly.
"Explain to us why the hell you were doing that!" Matt yells.

I yell back to them.

"Unless you wanted your goddamn brother to be raped by someone you thought you could trust. I saw that whole fucking thing! If you saw what I saw, you would do the same!"

I pull back from them, my breath getting heavy.

Isaac walks passed us holding Kier, and went outside.

The front door slams shut.

Matt and Chris just stand there not sure of what to say after hearing what I had to tell them.

I look down the hallway, a tear streaming down my face.

Because I know what it feels like.

I know what it feels like to be taken advantage of and being stripped of my childhood.

By someone I thought i could trust.

I wipe my face, blood getting onto my cheeks.

"You need to go check on him. Now. Don't let him be alone." I sit down on the couch and look dead as the boys.

They go straight to Nick's room.

I rest my elbows on my knees and I hunch over, laying my face into my palms.

Part of me felt guilty for not being there sooner to stop it before it happened.

I may be cold to people. I may come off as a jerk and a bad person. But I will never stand for something so disgustingly wrong.

But for some reason, seeing it happen to Nick out of all people, angers me more than anything.

I just wish I could've stopped it.

...........................To Be Continued........................