Part 33 (2/2)
The door pushed open, instantly capturing his attention, along with the smell of fish and chips, something he hated because it reminded him of...
Chaz!
Recognising his stepfather, Ash let out a startled shout, then quickly rolled over to the other side of the bed, using it as a barrier between him and his nightmare.
”You can't be real,” Ash said, staring in disbelief.
”Oh, I'm definitely real,” his stepfather replied, switching on the light. Dressed in jeans and a black jumper, Chaz was holding a plate of food and a bottle of beer. He placed them on the cabinet under the window, then headed around the bed to Ash.
Ash hopped backwards, his tied legs making it difficult to move. ”Stay away from me!”
Chaz stopped and held out a hand. ”Don't be afraid, I'm not gonna hurt you.”
”Liar!” Anger rose through Ash, quelling his fears. He lurched at Chaz, wanting to head-b.u.t.t him, but instead got shoved onto the mattress. He tried to get up, but his body flailed about uselessly as Chaz held onto his shoulders.
”Don't f.u.c.kin' touch me!” Ash screamed, trying to get free.
Chaz let go and backed away, holding his hands up high as though Ash had a gun pointed at him. ”Look, no touching, you're safe.”
Ash started yelling, ”Help!” as loud as he could.
”No one will here you. We're near Waipoua Forest,” Chaz said, taking a step forward.
Ash hollered, ”Back off!” as he struggled to his feet, thinking, this couldn't be real, it couldn't be happening again...
With his hands still in the air, Chaz took another step forward. ”Calm down, boy, I told ja I'm not gonna hurt you.”
...but it was real, and Chaz was going to...
Ash lunged at Chaz again, but tripped over his tied feet, knocking his stepfather into the standalone wardrobe, its mirror cracking on impact. Chaz grabbed him around the waist and tackled him onto the bed, shouting at Ash to stop. Ash struck out with his head, catching Chaz on the cheek. His stepfather hollered, but still remained on top, the feel of the man's body causing Ash to buck like a crazed animal desperate to shake off its predator.
Chaz shoved Ash onto his front, making Ash cry out, his mind now swamped with terror. He was fifteen again, and unable to stop what was coming, his stepfather's hard c.o.c.k ready to penetrate him.
”No!!” Ash screamed.
Chaz grabbed his hair and yanked it back. ”Shut the f.u.c.k up!”
”Get offa me, get offa me!”
”Not until you stop this crazy s.h.i.+t!”
Ash started swearing and yelling, throwing everything he had at Chaz as he continued to buck and jerk underneath his stepfather, not caring as his hair got pulled more.
Chaz placed his mouth next to Ash's ear, and yelled, ”SHUT UP!”
Wincing, Ash pushed his face into the mattress, the shout hurting more than his hair getting pulled.
”Thank Christ for that,” Chaz said, breathing heavily. ”Man, you're a strong b.u.g.g.e.r.”
”Get offa me,” Ash said, his voice m.u.f.fled by the mattress.
”Not until you promise not to attack me again.”
Ash lifted his head. ”I wanna kill you!”
”Then I guess I ain't moving until you change your s.h.i.+t att.i.tude.” Chaz pressed his crotch into Ash. ”Now promise me!”
”I won't attack you, I won't,” Ash blurted out, the feel of Chaz's c.o.c.k making him say anything to get free. ”Please get offa me, please, I'm not your f.u.c.k toy.”
Letting go of Ash, Chaz pushed off him, then walked around to the other side of the room. ”I never thought of you as one,” he said, looking uncomfortable.
Ash rolled on his side, too wiped out to attack again whether he wanted to or not, the dizziness from earlier brus.h.i.+ng his mind again along with a tightness squeezing his lungs. ”You're a liar. You...” He forced out a yawn, the only way he could release the pressure from his chest when he had breathing problems. ”Y-You were ... hard.”
Chaz pulled a face. ”I couldn't help that, you were f.u.c.kin' wriggling under me, but I'm not making the same mistake twice, cos I don't wanna rape you.”
Ash pushed out another breath. ”Then why am I like this?” he said, shaking his bound arms.
”Cos I knew you'd attack me.”
Ash yawned again, the pressure in his chest finally calming down. ”Then why bring me here?”
”I wanna make things up to you so we can be a family again.”
”By kidnapping and tying me up?”
”You wouldn't have come otherwise.”
”Cos you murdered my mother!”
”I didn't murder her, I was defending myself; I had no choice.”
”She wuz defending me and Dante!”
Chaz ran a hand over his face. ”I know I stuffed up with you, but I couldn't help it, I needed you. f.u.c.k, it was so b.l.o.o.d.y hard to keep my hands to myself with you around me every day; I thought I could just have that one night without anyone finding out. How the h.e.l.l was I s'posed to know your mother would come home a day early?”
”I wuz a kid!” Ash said, pus.h.i.+ng to his feet. ”You shouldn't have touched me.”
”I f.u.c.kin' know that, but you didn't look like one.” Chaz raised his hands to his head. ”I'm sorry, but I tried, I really did.”
”I trusted you!”
”I said sorry, what else can I do?”
”Lemme go.”
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