The Cost Of Love (Bxb, Rape, Abuse)

Smoke

Not long after Shelly left Austin's need for a smoke became all powerful. He climbed out of bed and made his way to his suitcase. It hurt like hell when he knelt down unzipped it and searched for his beloved smokes. He questioned whether it was really worth the pain for a stupid cigarette?

After he went onto the porch and lit up he knew the answer was yes.

He sat in the silence and looked out onto the open field lost in a daze. It wasn't until he heard Ryan's voice did he snap out of his trance.

"I'm sorry to walk in on you but I knocked and you didn't answer." Ryan said as he sat down next to Austin.

"It's okay. It's your house you come and go as you please." Austin said as he took another drag.

"How're you feeling? Do you want something to eat?" Ryan asked.

"No I'm good. I think these pills kill my appetite."

"Hey do you have one I can bum?" Ryan asked as he pointed toward the cigarette.

"You smoke?"

"Yeah, I just ran out."

"Okay." Austin said as he handed him the pack.

"Our family used to be tobacco farmers; this house has been in our family since pre-civil war."

"This is the house tobacco built?"

"Yes and no. It was a real wreck, moms been restoring the old place all her life, dad and I make sure the ranch runs smoothly. What we live on comes from bar profits and horse. Tobacco and wealth were generation ago, this place is an echo I guess."

"Now I really feel awful, like I'm interfering with your lives."

"No you're not, you see the size of this place, so you know we have lots of room. And I couldn't leave you alone after what I saw," Ryan looked at Austin's healing face. "I just wanted to say I'm sorry for what happened to you the other day. And for your safety you should know we rushed you out of the hospital because Eric called the room. He knew exactly where you were." Ryan said as he lit the cigarette.

Surprisingly Austin was not surprised to know Eric found him. Eric always got what he wanted, and he wanted him back. "It's okay. It's not your fault. I should've known better than to think I could run away from Eric. I'm only delaying the inevitable, with a tracker on my car or not he'll find me I know it. I got what I deserved."

"Aw horseshit! I'm sorry, but no one deserves to be beaten like you were, and I know that wasn't the first time he's done it. I hope you aren't thinking about going back to him?"

"Do I really have a choice? No matter what I do or where I go he'll always follow me. I don't want to spend the rest of my life running from someone." Austin said as he hung his head in defeat. "I don't want to live the rest of my life in fear; that the next knock at the door could be him, or the car that is behind me could be him." Austin started to cry.

"Austin please don't cry, I didn't mean to upset you. I'm scared for you. I've never seen anything like that before in my life. When I heard him in your room I actually was going to leave, but I grabbed my gun and the next thing I knew I was kicking in the door. If he hadn't of stopped I would have killed him." Ryan said as he put his arm around Austin.

"I'm sorry I haven't had anyone stick up for me like that, thanks." Austin said and moved to return the hug, but pain shot through his chest and he pulled back.

"You okay?!" Ryan asked.

"No, no oh god it hurts." Austin hissed.

"Shit! I'm sorry I forgot about your broken ribs. Mikey said to not let the pain pills out of your system, so let's get you back to bed and I'll get you something to take the pills with." Ryan did not wait for an answer as he ushered Austin to bed. He bore Austin's weight effortlessly, and Austin could feel the strength of his hard muscles.

Ryan left him sitting on the edge of the bed and ran to the kitchen returning with milk, puzzled to find him sitting exactly where he left him.

"You don't want to go to bed?"

"Yeah, but I can't get undressed by myself." Austin turned scarlet as he shared his dilemma. He hadn't thought twice about Shelly helping him, but the thought of Ryan undressing him made his heart race.

Ryan smiled, "I'm not so dumb to think you can do it alone. My brother is your doctor, my dad and me work on a ranch and my mom's bandaged up plenty of people at the bar. We have healing workshop with the horses so we know what taking care of folks entails and volunteered to help you. In fact mom left the hospital the first night to clear it with dad. Relax and let me help you, okay?"

Sheepishly Austin nodded his head. If only Ryan knew why he was hesitant to have him remove his clothes, he may not feel so charitable. He sat on the edge of the bed and Ryan slowly removed his shirt, taking special care not to hit his ribs. He then took off Austin's shoes and socks and set them away from the bed so Austin wouldn't trip on them. Then came the part Austin was worried most about; Ryan had Austin stand and he started to unbutton his jeans. Austin could feel his cock start to harden and he was praying that Ryan wouldn't notice. He tried to conjure pictures of Eric, or road kill but nothing worked. He ordered his renegade member to go down, mentally explaining to his body part that Ryan was a very nice straight guy but even the nicest of straight guys have their limits, and a rock hard cock in his face was it.

Ryan did not give Austin any indication he noticed the semi-hard on once his jeans were off. He didn't want to embarrass him, and could think of no easy way to reassure him. What did disturb him were the older bruises his brother had mentioned. He also noticed scars on his legs. Some were noticeable and others you had to really look for to see them. He started to get a lump in his throat realizing that the abuse had been going on for a while. Ryan helped him into the bed and pulled the covers up for him.

"Are you sure that you don't want anything to eat?" Ryan asked as he sat on the other side of the bed.

"No, I really am good. Thanks though." Austin said, could feel his pills starting to kick in and he was ready for a long rest.