Hellish Words

The Dynamics of Life

A:N/ Okay I haven't posted in a while and the only reason that happened was because my phone was cut of on account of some bad grades. But don't worry I'm back and here's another chapter of Hellish Words. Anything in italics will be thoughts of Tony's And I want to make a shout out to
SSLovely for trolling me. Also the picture above is Spencer. I do not know who this person is but meh.
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I didn't know what to do. What was I supposed to do in an situation like this. The clicking of a belt. I'm scared. A zipper. Please don't do this. The sound of flesh hitting his thigh. I don't want this.

"So little faggot, wanna learn how to have sex?"  I shook my head vehemently. "Oh sure you do. Your already half naked just for me." It's not for you. "Come on, just lift your legs." was whispered into my ear.

I don't want to. I don't want to. I don't want to.

Pain. I can feel it throughout my ass. A silent cry wretched from my body made him laugh. "See I knew you'd like it." he practically purred. I don't like it.

I wished my first time would have been with someone I loved. Or anyone else really. I was trying to keep in the sounds of pain, because knowing him in his drunked state he would mistake them for moans. I was overwrought with joy lwhen I finally passed out from severe pounding I was receiving.

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When I woke up my door was back in place, I was bathed, my room was cleaned, and it was 6:44 am. I was disgusted. The thought of him rifling through my things made me want to gag. His hands on my body while I was unconscious because of the the things he had done to me made my stomach curl. Or was that the hunger I was feeling since my last meal was over 24 hours ago? Probably the latter.

Using all of my strength I cautiously pulled myself out of bed while only stumbling a few times. The real challenge was going to be going down the stairs and into the kitchen.

I had not heard any sounds from down below me, so it made the (hopefully) safe assumption that my fath- That he was gone and out drinking somewhere.

Finally after 10 minutes of struggling and only completely falling once I was in the kitchen and eating some toast. About the only thing I could stomach right now.

I glanced at the clock for the fourth time in two minutes. It read 7 o'clock exactly. Having no reason to stay any longer I quickly gathered my things and left one place of torture to head to another.

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I was once again late for the bus. I had just made it as they began to drive of thankfully, but this once again left one seat left next to...you guessed it as, again the entire population and then some decided to ride the bus.

I sat gingerly next to Spencer seeing as my ass was throbbing from last nights "activities". Just the though of what had occurred brought me shivers of disgust.

He obviously wanted to talk to me from the way he was boring holes into my head but with his cronies around it would be impossible.

As the bus came to halt as we reached our final destination. Having learned my lesson from the last time I took my time I prepared to jump off ,when a hand shot forward and held me back.

"Akrhe!" was regretfully the first thing that came out of my mouth.

"Shh!" Came the voice behind me which was...you guessed it Spencers.

After all of the students plus the bus driver had gotten off I was let go.

"Okay listen you little fag," he started as he did whenever talking to me " Yesterday in M.Js classroom where did he touch you?" was the last thing I thought would come out of his mouth.

"W-What?" was the only thing I could  think to say having been caught off guard.

"You heard me shit for brains. Where the fuck did Mr.Johansson touch you?" he practically growled out at me.

"J-Just my thigh." I whispered

What he did next shocked me. "Right here?" His voice had gone soft as he touched me. I nodded after a while.

"Who else has touched you here?" he asked with that same gentle tone. My mind quickly thought back to what had happened last night. 

I shook my head but he could obviously tell I was lying. I really was terrible at lying. Being quick to anger he squeezed my tightly where his hand was resting on my upper thighs. I shouldn't have thought that it was hot but I couldn't help myself.

"Don't lie to me!" he screamed into my face.

"M-my dad." I said in defeat.

The hand that held my thigh wrapped around my throat not squeezing, but frightening me enough that I would tell him anything.

"When!" he screamed again.

"Yesterday." I said back.

The hands that held me went slack. Spencer's face had suddenly turned a sickly shade of white.

"Umm," I began "W-

I couldn't finish my sentence. He grasped my wrist firmly and began to pull me out of the bus and down the side walk away from the front of the school.

When we reached our destination which turned out to be behind the bleachers Spencer pushed me against the wall and got up in my face.

"Where else did your dad touch you?" He asked leaving no room for arguments. I shook my head. "I don't know."  I said quietly.
"Everywhere?" My answer became a question.

Spencer just growled and leaned down close to my face. He was speaking, but I wasn't paying attention. He was right in front of me. His face was right there. "Well?"
He asked. Q

"Well what?" I said as eloquent as ever.

" Are you coming over to my house today? We do have to work on this lame ass project and I have some more questions."

Without really thinking about it I nodded. "I just have to tell my dad." He growled at this but shook his head.

"Give me your cell so I can give you me number."  Before I could answer he went fishing around in my pocket for it.

"I'll see you later." he said and did the unthinkable.

He kissed me.