The Cost Of Love (Bxb, Rape, Abuse)

A Friendly Reminder

"Now go clean yourself up. You look like a fucking mess." Eric said as he pulled his now softening cock out. "You better have this placed cleaned up by the time I get home from work, and I mean everything!"

Fairly certain the urge for violence had ebbed Austin surveyed the damage to their home, "I'm going to need extra money to replace the coffee table. I only have enough for the groceries."

"Here's the bank card. I know exactly how much is in there and you better not spend more than you're supposed to or I'll take it out on your ass." Eric said as he tossed it onto the counter.

Eric left for work and Austin cleaned up the broken glass in the living room. He worked as efficiently as he could. Eric's daily mandates for him occupied most of the hours he was at work, so there was little time for the extra labor. He meticulously rechecked for glass shards, finished the kitchen, got dressed and headed out of the door.

Austin stopped in front of his car and admired her before he got in. It was the one thing in his life that had not changed; he loved his car. It was a 2001 Black Crown Victoria with the police package. To most people it was just another retired police car, but to him it was his baby. She might have been 12 years old but he always found time to wash and wax her, polish the chrome rings around the wheels and she was always running in top shape. The car looked and ran like it had just rolled off of the dealer's lot. When he turned the key and the 4.6L V-8 roared to life it never failed to send a shock wave all the way down to his balls; at least something still did.

As he pulled out of their upscale apartment complex he ran through the check list in his head of everything he had to get done before Eric got home from work. He had to do the grocery shopping, clean the house, do laundry, cook dinner and now he had to buy a new coffee table and have that together all before the day was done. He decided to run to the furniture store and pick up a new coffee before he went to the supermarket. They had a coffee table that was almost a twin to the old one and it didn't cost that much. Grateful he had caught a break Austin hoped it wasn't going to be too much of a bitch putting it together.

Once he got to the supermarket he wasted no time looking around. Eric allowed him to go the store every other Friday from twelve till two; he had two weeks' worth of food to get. He started at one end of the store and worked his way through all of the aisles ending at the frozen foods. He always stopped and looked at the ice cream a favorite treat that was forbidden to him, Eric wanted him to stay trim.

"Hello Austin, how are you?" Mrs. Steinbach asked.

She was his neighbor from across the parking lot.

"Hello Mrs. Steinbach, I'm good. How are you doing today?" Austin asked as he broke his gaze from the frozen delights.

"I'm well, thanks for asking." She said with a smile, but then her smile faded. "Austin, what happened to your beautiful face?"

"Oh, I tripped over the laundry basket last night. Didn't even see it in the dark and went face first into the computer table." He hated lying to her. She was like the neighborhood grandmother.

"Austin, I might be old but I am not senile. You think I don't know what goes on over at your place? I know Eric has a temper."

Austin blanched, she knew? "His temper isn't that bad."

"You forget my grandson works with him over at the prison, and he's told me that Eric brags about the control he has over you. Now I'm not one to put my nose into anyone's business, but when it comes to this I feel that I should. You need to get out and leave him."

Shame flooded Austin, how could Eric brag about the things he did to him? "Mrs. Steinbeck, Eric really isn't that bad of a person." Austin didn't know who he was trying to convince, himself or Mrs. Steinbeck.

Mrs. Steinbach raised a wrinkled hand to his face, but did not touch him. "How often has he hit you? And by the look on your face this isn't the first time he's done this. I've known you boys since you moved into the complex four years ago and it pains me to see this."

Austin shook his head slowly. Someone remembered who he was four years ago. She was standing in front of him and she knew he had been worthy of something other than contempt once upon a time. For the first time in years he did not feel insignificant, he had an ally.

Austin shook his head, "It's not that easy for me to leave. He controls my every move, plus I wouldn't even know where to go."

"I know you said you have grandparents down in Florida, why don't you head down there?"

"I don't have money for that kind of trip. He knows how much I use because every time the card is used he gets an alert on his phone from the bank."

"I had a feeling that was the case. Here I want you to take this." She said as she handed him a sealed envelope.

"What's this for?" Austin asked as he looked at the envelope.

"It's your way out of here. But don't open it now wait till the time is right." Mrs. Steinbach said with a smile.

"Okay. I better get going I have a lot I still have to do today." Austin said as he stuffed the envelope in his back pocket.

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People like Mrs. Steinbeck give me hope for the world. We live in a society where a lot goes unsaid and ignored.

Had this been your neighbor would you do the same thing?