Unconditional

Trust You, Always

Dec felt hands on his cheek, chin, neck, chest, hip and he felt panic hitting him in the speed of a freight train as fingers stopped at his waist and on the waistband of his trousers. As hands worked through unbuttoning them, Dec felt the whole world caving in on him. He couldn't struggle or scream and the only thing he could do was to submit to the rough hands of the merciless boys above him. He screwed his eyes tight and curled his fingers as he heard the sound of clothes and Zippers around him....

Dec felt panic hitting him as all his senses stopped responding to his needs. All he could hear was the blood flow in his ears and sprinting heartbeat. All he could feel was heat and pain as rough hands held him down. All he could see was the darkness that's going to be the rest of his life as he scrunched his eyes shut in pain and humiliation. He felt his trousers being opened and cold wind hit his lower tummy making him squirm. This only increase the laughter around him and again strong palm hit his cheek hard. He was adamant that he won't open his eyes as he knew that moment won't ever be erased from his skull if he did so. He felt someone straddling him and hands were on his waistband, ready pull his clothing down while the weight now pressing his whole body down from above smelt of liquor and sweat. As the hands tighten around his waistband to pull it down, he hear laughter, growls and too many abuses jotting down the reasons to make him believe how much of a loser he is, how much of a scum he is and how much he deserves to be treated like this, pinned down and vulnerable, completely at their mercy . He felt the whole world falling apart around him as he became aware of someone's stenching breath close to his neck and air filled with whoops and encouragements thrown at his merciless abuser.....

Suddenly amidst all that noise he hears a voice loud and clear, taking his heart to more frenzy "WHAT THE HELL?!!!!"

Through his tear-filled eyes he sees the blurred images of boys above him scattering in worry fright audible in their gasps, murmurs and the floor beneath him vibrates as they run away from the scene. The cold wind hit his exhausted body and a whimper escape his taped face. His saviour walk to him and he feels a pair of hands holding him up to sitting position but before he could register anything else, Dec falls limp in those arms and darkness envelope him....

Dec open his eyes groggily to sense someone's presence above him, someone's breath on his face. He gasps and snaps his eyes open into a pair of dark brown eyes staring at him in desire and passion. Dec's heart beat frantically as an evil smirk spread on the other boy's lips. And Dec's heart whispers the same phrase he had chanted that morning "Not Andrew.... Not Andrew..."
Worry course through Dec as Andrew lean down to him, his nose in Dec's neck, inhaling deeply. He runs his nose to Dec's ears and whispers gravely "You are mine.. all mine.."

Dec whimper and struggle but his limbs were unresponsive and frozen. Hot tears stream down his face and Andrew's face blur above him. Dec shakes his head pleadingly but Andrew just laughs, the sound frightening Dec to the very bones.He cringes his eyes hard an open them again to see Andrew smiling at him, his hand moving to his neck, holding his chin up and Dec felt nauseous as Andrew's lips touched his neck, tracing the veins to his ear. Suddenly the lips and replaced by his teeth , which gently scrap his ear, his cheeks and as it reaches his neck and then digs into Dec's skin as Andrew bites him hard. Dec scream out loud in pain and fear but all that comes out is an inaudible whimper. As Andrew's face disappear into his neck he crunches his eyes and prays to be dead. Cold wind hit his neck and without warning pigeons are all around him, flapping its wings on his cheek repeatedly. He tries to block all these sensations and suddenly his hand fly up to hold another hand that was tapping on his cheeks as if to wake him up and his eyes flutter open in a hurry. There were no pigeons, there was no Andrew, he was no longer under the stars and the hand he was holding was gentle as it enveloped around his and pulled him to sit. Dec lifts himself up in hesitation and pain coursed through the bruised parts of his body and sit straight to stare into another pair of eyes. This time, glaring at him.