Im a Nobody

Im A Nobody - Chapter 16

Mitchell's p.o.v

I was serving one of William's dinner dates he was hosting with a couple of his friends.

Ben offered to take my shift, but I need the money. My pay has been smaller than small, itself! And I didn't want to keep relying on Ben.

"They are here," Ben rubbed my ached back lightly before giving me a kiss on my temple. He left the room to go answer the door.

William had the room decorated with flowers, and other things boys his age, with his status enjoyed doing. The radio in the corner was playing a reasonable volume, and the drinks, and food was still bring prepared.

"Are you OK, to be serving this?" William asked once he walked into the room. He was dressed lazily in navy dress pants, and a pink button up shirt. His suspenders unfastened. I replied with a nod. "Are you ever going to talk to me, again?" I didn't reply, just stood there. I wasn't about to be sent back to get punished.

I greeted the guests with a nod, collecting their coats and hats. Serving them each a glass of water before turning to William.

"Anything else, Sir William?" I turned to him, looking at his ear.

"That is all."

I took the chance to look at the other guys, and I froze in my spot  when I meet the familiar eyes of Quinton. "Ill bring back your appetizers," I chocked out , retreating quickly.

I pinched my arm trying to calm myself down. "Get on with it," I whispered to myself, as I picked up the tray filled with a variety snacks. I inhaled deeply, taking hesitant steps back into the room. "Here are. . . Uh. . . The snacks," I stupidly meet eyes with Quinton. Putting the tray down on the table.

"Can you watch yourselves for a second? Im just going to go use the washroom," William smiled and I nodded numbly, my eyes following him as he walked down a hall. I started to empty the tray on the table separating where William sat, and where the other two sat. It was a round, with a deep blue table cloth protecting the easily scratched top.

"So you like it up the arse," Somebody laughed behind me. I kept quiet, though, biting my lip. Maybe I will let Ben take the shift over. "Worthless, I am talking to you! Turn around."

Obeying, I turned around, and possibly at the worst time. His hand groped me before his other came swinging around, smacking me on the cheek. A yelp escaped my throat, and I fell to the floor. "What you dont like that?" Quinton sneered, standing above me, and I shook my head.

"You didn't complain when Kasper when he had his way with you, did you?" He pulled my hair, making me kneel.

"Please, sir. Let go," I whimpered.

He smirked, and dropped me by the hair. "Do you mind." He removed his tie, throwing it beside him on the couch. He took his glass of water, and dumped it on himself. "You damn nuisance!" He then yelled, shocking me, as well as the other boy in the room. My eyes widened. "William! Get your damn thing under control!" I got up, and started to dab his lap, "Get your hands off me!" He pushed me down roughly. My hip, and back erupted in pain.

"I... Im sorry," I stuttered embarrassed, even thought I didn't do anything.

"Shut up, I cant wait for you to get punished." Quinton seethed, smiling at me. He was putting a show on.

"What happened?" William walked in, and his eyes landed landed on Quinton's pants, then back at me.

"Your damn rat! He spilled the water one me! And tried touching me!" Quinton pointed a finger at me, glaring. "Punish him!" He pointed, face going red. "If my cousin was here, he would of already gotten it!" He glared some more, "Punish him, or Ill get your father," Quinton challenged him.

Quinton walked towards me, pulling me up, "Do it or I wont hesitate to call for your dad," He pushed me towards William, making me put too much pressure on my leg, causing me to collapse in front of him. "Make him sorry! You are suppose to be his superior, you need to discipline him! Or he will disrespect everybody. Do it," But William still didn't do anything, and I didn't know if I was thankful, or not. "Wow." All of a sudden my hair was gripped painfully, and  I was slapped two times. "You dirty scum!" Quinton pushed my face to the wooden floor, smearing my face in the water.

"Stop!" I screeched, finally letting my tears fall, as my head got forced onto the hard wear flooring, "Please!" I pushed up on my arms. I gasped as the air got knocked out of my lungs, as I was beat against the floor.

"Dirty pig, lick it up with your tongue," He mushed my face in it once more. Getting my face and hair wet.

"Please! Stop! Im sorry! Let go!" I thrashed on the floor.

"Excuse me," A voice drifted in from the other side of the room, everything came to a stop. I kept my head down.

"Yes?" William finally spoke.

"Your mother said it is time for your guest to go," He, Ben spoke.

"Thank you." He said to Ben. "Come on guys."

"One more thing,"  I laid still on the ground, breathing in deeply when footsteps once more approached me. Quinton chuckled, dumping something cold on my head. "You smell," He hissed, giving my once swift kick to the side.

"I. . . Im s. . . Sorry, sir," I chocked out.

"Save it."

"Mitchell!" I was hauled up into Ben's arms seconds later with my face in his chest. "I wish I came sooner," Wrapping his arms around me, he held me tightly.

"Do I?" I looked up at him, and he gave me a confused look. "Do I smell?" I ran my hands through my hair repeatedly.

"No," Ben said simply, then kissing my head, letting his nose rest in my hair,

"Can we go?" I asked him, as he picked me up and started walking down the dinning hall. Our shifts were over.

"Where?'' He kissed my forehead.

"Your uncle's?" I questioned hopefully. He just looked at me weird, "Unless you dont want to take me, I understand. . ." I shrugged, resting my head on his shoulder, as he closed the door with his foot, and rattling the knob to lock it. 

"No. . . It is not that. It is just, I didn't think you wanted to before," He laid me on my bed, and I started undoing my top, then hissing, "Are you OK?" Ben rushed back to me, helping me slip on my shirt.

"Ya, I dont mean to worry you, I just dont want you to feel. . . Like Im using you,"

And it was true... I did, I felt like I was using him, because hes always been here for me, and Im rarely there for him.

"Dont think that," Ben hugged me, "Id be more than delighted to, I have a day off tomorrow, and we'll go see him K?" He kissed me on the lips,

"For sure," I mumbled against them, putting my arms around his neck, and pulling him on the bed with me.

"Thanks for saving me," I told him, watching as his mouth pulled into a smile. Ben only nodded, putting his hands on the side of my face, he connected our lips giving me a slow kiss before plunging his tongue in my mouth with no resistance. He flipped us around, so I was on top, straddling his waist, and I was able to feel some of what he was hiding in his pants.

"Well Im tired, how about you," He teased, running his hands up my legs, massaging my thighs.

Rolling my eyes, I climbed off him carefully; pressing my back to his chest. Closing my eyes as he rubbed gentle circles over my stomach. "For sure."

Maybe I will be able to see Clay tomorrow, if he's out.

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Written: 2012-02-28
Edited: December 30/2013