Using BlurryYurei 's drabble for this (warning: rape and abuse mentioned. I'm sorry its angsty)
Thomas' POV
-----------------------------------------------------------Alexander loved me, I knew he did. I just had to make him realize that he loved me. I had to get him away from Laurens for long enough to show him how much I loved him, and I only saw one way to do that.
I had asked Alex to meet me at a coffee shop down the street from my apartment. I would begin my plan here. "Hey Thomas, what project did you need help with?" Alex asked, his beautiful eyes staring into mine.
"It's in my car, follow me, I'll show you," I answered. I handed him the coffee I had slipped a sleeping pill in and led him to my car.
I opened the door and let him in the passenger side. By the time we had gotten to the car, he had already drank his coffee. "Thomas, I don't feel so well," he slurred, his eyelids beginning to droop. Eventually, he was fully unconscious.
"It's okay, my love," I whispered, running my hand across his cheek, "I can finally show you."Alex's POV
-----------------------------------------------------------I woke up with a pounding headache. The first thing I noticed was that I wasn't at home. It smelled different here. Second I noticed my hands were bound and I was blindfolded, which probably wasn't a good sign. Then I noticed I was shirtless, which confused me even more.
I suddenly heard a door open on the other side of the room. "Hello, my love." The voice sounded familiar, then everything clicked, and the memories came flooding back.
"Thomas, I-I don't understand-" I stammered. He cut me off by kissing me, to which I tried to back away, but realized I was backed against a hard surface.
He took my blindfold off, allowing me to see clearly. I was in some sort of bedroom, assumingly Thomas', and was backed against the headboard of a bed, Thomas looming over me. "I know you love me, Alexander," Thomas purred, trailing a hand down my chest, "I just have to show you how much I love you. I had to get you away from John."
"No, Thomas, I don't-" I stuttered again, he slapped my face and pushed down on my shoulders, forcing me to lie down.
"You're mine now, Alex." Tears began to fall down my face. I was trapped. "Now I'm going to fuck you, understand?"
He didn't wait for an answer as he ripped off my boxers, leaving me helpless.(1 month later)
"Alex," Thomas snapped from the other room. I scampered in as fast as I could, trying to cover myself with the only piece of clothing I had, an oversized t-shirt.
"How do people know?" He snapped, forcing my face up to look at him, "James asked me if I had seen you today. People are getting suspicious."
"I don't have a phone, so I couldn't have said anything. Maybe Reynolds-" he cut me off with a punch to the jaw.
"Reynolds was only with us for one night, to have a good fuck." He said 'us' like I had agreed to this, but I hadn't. I hadn't agreed to anything.
"You'll have to be punished for this," he yelled, "you're sleeping outside tonight."
He grabbed me by my hair and pulled me out to the alleyway, slamming me against a wall. "Don't even think about running away," he said before locking the door behind him. I don't think I could've run away, considering how sore my backside was and all the bruises on my legs. I slumped against the brick wall, trying not to fall over, then I recognized a familiar face.
"John," I muttered, before my eyelids began to droop. I hadn't slept for what felt like weeks, and I was so tired.John's POV
-----------------------------------------------------------I was walking home, when I heard a noise come from the alley behind me. I saw someone, who looked like alex, mutter something then pass out. I stepped in to take a closer look.
Sure enough, it was Alex, wearing only a gray t-shirt, stained with blood and god knows what else, covered head to toe in bruises and cuts. He had huge bags under his closed eyes. I picked him up, glad to have found him, but pained to see him like this. I carried him to our apartment and lay him on the bed, waiting for him to wake up.
After hours of staying up waiting, Alex bolted awake. He looked around wildly, seeing he was in a different place. I slowly stepped forward, my hand outstretched.
"Alex, its okay, you're safe, you're home now." I tried to touch his shoulder, but he flinched away, falling off the bed.
"Please don't hurt me," he hoarsely whispered, backing into a corner and putting his hands over his head.
"Alex, it's me, John, remember?" I took a step forward, only for him to try to back further into the wall.
"I know, I just-" he broke into sobs, shaking uncontrollably. He wouldn't let me touch him, so I sat near him, whispering encouraging thoughts to him.
After hours of crying and shaking, Alex finally let me hug him. I wrapped my arms around him and held him tightly, not wanting to let go. "Alex, tell me what happened so I can help you," I said softly, rubbing his hand.
He sniffles and began to tell me. "I- Thomas told me he needed help with something so I met him, but he drugged my coffee. I woke up in his house, and he wouldn't let me go. I begged him to stop, but he wouldn't, he just wouldn't."
"Alex, did Thomas rape you?" I asked him warily. He responded by breaking back into sobs. After some soothing and reassurance, I convinced him to stop crying.
"Come on, let's get you some clean clothes and a bath," I said gently, helping him stand and supporting his weight. I grabbed a pair of pajamas and led him into the bathroom to clean his hair and cuts.
"John, thank you," Alex whispered, smiling slightly. It was the first time he had actually smiled.
"We'll get through this, I promise," I whispered back, "I won't let him hurt you. I won't let anyone hurt you ever again."A/N: my writers block is gone! I'm sorry this chapter is so angsty but it was based off of a really good drabble. Two updates in one night its a miracle! Ok bye
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