A/N: Read Paying For It by Vixen Dragon 16 before reading this. This is a continuation. I am sorry if it doesn't follow exactly along with what she's written before but I'm trying to keep it as close as possible.
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Paying For It Continued.
In honor of VixenDragon 16 I am continuing her story for her. We mapped it out together so I know where she wanted to go with this.
Chapter Eight
Marco stood outside the police station with Dylan and Mr. Michalchuk. He stared at the beige concrete building in a mixture of fear and distrust.
Dylan reached over and grabbed his hand, "You ready to do this?"
"No but it's better not to put it off now," sighed Marco resolutely.
Mr. Michalchuk placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder and gently guided him inside. Dylan trailed behind his boyfriend and father.
Once the desk sergeant found out the nature of their visit to the police station, he chauffeured them into a private room and told them a detective would be right in.
Marco paced the small confines of the room. Dylan and Mr. Michalchuk sat in two of the chairs and watched him. Back and forth, up and back, around the table. It lasted for about five minutes before Dylan reached out and grabbed Marco by the left arm.
He noticed that Marco winced in pain.
"Marco, are you okay? Did I hurt you? Or is Paige right and you're cutting?" questioned Dylan suspiciously.
Marco sighed, "No to all of the above." He pushed up his sleeve and showed Dylan a series of bruises and scratches. "These happened the last time my dad grabbed me outside the psychiatrist office. I didn't want you to know seeing that you already pummeled my dad."
"Oh honey, I'm sorry. I didn't know and I didn't mean to accuse..." Dylan began to say but was cut off when the door opened.
Mr. Michalchuk turned to face the door as the detective strolled in. Marco turned slowly and Dylan stopped speaking as he shut the door behind him.
The detective turned and looked at the three in the room, "I'm Detective Lee. I specialize in sexual assault cases for the Degrassi Police Department and if I was correctly informed, one of you was raped."
Mr. Michalchuk nodded, "Yes sir. I'm William Michalchuk, this is my son, Dylan and his friend Marco Del Rossi. He was the one who was raped."
Detective Lee turned to face Marco, "Would you like to sit down and tell me what you can about what happened?"
Marco nodded and sat on Dylan's left side, grabbing his hand for strength. "I want to press charges against my rapist. It was my father." Marco said it all so coldly that it didn't sound like his voice to his own ears either.
The detective asked questions and finished filling out the paperwork. Including the temporary custody and the restraining order.
Marco walked out of the police station with his head hung low. He hated turning on his parents like this but his father had to be stopped. He also knew this was going to kill his mother but she didn't do anything to stop it either.
Mrs. Michalchuk was waiting when they pulled into the driveway. "What happened?"
Marco leaned against Dylan as they walked toward the house. "You've got temporary custody of me and my parents aren't allowed within 200 yards of me. They're going to arrest my father right now and we should be getting a call from a lawyer shortly."
Dylan shook his head sadly as Marco relayed the news. Marco leaned even more into him for support. He gently guided Marco toward the stairs and up to his room. 'Funny, I don't even remember when it became his room but now it is.'
Marco smiled gratefully at Dylan when he sat down on the bed. "I know this isn't your idea of a perfect day, so thanks."
Dylan sat down next to Marco and pulled him onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around the smaller boy and kissed his temple, "Don't thank me for this. I love you and I needed to be there as much as you wanted me there."
Marco smiled sadly at him, "I love you, too. I think I want to take a nap. Will you stay with me?"
Dylan nodded and then repositioned them into a spooning position on Marco's bed. There was no way he was leaving him since Marco asked for the physical contact. Dylan had been waiting for since he came out to his parents. He wanted the physical side of Marco to return but wasn't counting on it any time soon.
Marco slept deeper than he could remember sleeping since his abuse. He knew that it was in large part due to the boy holding him while he slept. He was intensely grateful to him for not leaving.
A knock on the door caused both boys to jump slightly. Mrs. Michalchuk eased the door open and looked in. She saw a sight she wasn't sure if she liked but could accept, her son holding another boy in bed. She made a mental note to talk with her son soon about the special circumstances involving them. "Dinner's ready and we need to talk to Marco."
Marco sat up and swung his legs over the bed. "Let me guess, the lawyer called?"
Mrs. Michalchuk nodded, "Yes and we need to discuss a few things after dinner. Come on before it gets cold."
Both boys stumbled off the bed and down the stairs after Mrs. Michalchuk. They entered a very somber dining room.
Marco looked around and felt the need to do something, "Who's on trial?"
Mr. Michalchuk smirked at his attempt at humor of his situation. Paige looked shocked that he could joke about it and Dylan just shook his head.
Dylan understood that it was Marco's way of dealing, bad jokes and all.
The five ate dinner, keeping the conversations light and safe. Occasionally, Marco would catch a parent or sibling looking at him with sympathy and it was starting to grate on his nerves.
After dinner Marco, Dylan, and Mr. and Mrs. Michalchuk entered the living room. They sent Paige to her room to, laughingly do homework.
Marco and Dylan sat on the couch while the elder Michalchuks sat in the club chairs opposite the coffee table and couch.
"You know that the lawyer called, what you don't know is what he said," Mr. Michalchuk started.
Marco braced himself for the news.
"Your father has been arrested. His arraignment is on Thursday at 9 am. He wants you to be there. You don't have to testify but if it shows that you're interested in what happens, then the judge will look favorably on the case."
"What about Mama?" asked Marco quietly.
"She hasn't been formally charged with anything yet. That will come with your trial. She knows about the restraining order against her and your father." Mr. Michalchuk told him.
Marco nodded, "What does this mean for me now? When does the trial start? Is there going to be a trial?"
"That will be decided at the arraignment. If your father pleads guilty, then he'll go straight to sentencing. If he pleads not guilty, which is what we're expecting, the trial will be set. You don't have to worry about a jury though because you're under 18 and it's a sexual assault case."
Marco nodded again, "So, Thursday at 9. I got it. May I ask for a strange favor?"
Mr. and Mrs. Michalchuk looked at each other in question. Mrs. Michalchuk answered for them, "Sure but I can't promise to grant it."
"I understand. Can Dylan sleep with me tonight? I didn't have a single nightmare during my nap with him there. I felt safe again. If it makes you feel better, I'll leave the door open." Marco pleaded with his voice and eyes.
Mrs. Michalchuk looked at her husband, who looked very uncomfortable with the idea. "Can we discuss this for a minute?" When Marco nodded, "We'll give you an answer before it's time for bed."
Dylan stood and walked toward the door with Marco right behind him. They went up to Marco's room and pulled out their homework. They were working diligently for about an hour when Dylan's parents entered the room.
"We have an answer for you, if you'd like to hear it," Mr. Michalchuk said first.
Dylan looked up from his position on the floor at his father, "Please tell us."
"You can sleep in here tonight but the door stays open. Also, we're giving you permission to stay in here as long as Marco needs you. Marco we're trusting you to know when you no longer need him and to tell him." Mrs. Michalchuk answered.
Marco nodded his understanding, "Yes, ma'am. Thank you for trusting us."
Dylan grinned after his parents left the room, "I couldn't believe you asked."
"I figured the worse they could say was no. I had to try." Marco said shrugging.
Tuesday was a trying day for Marco. He sat through his classes but couldn't concentrate. His mind was on Dylan. Odd, considering everything else he should be focusing on but it kept zeroing in on how it felt to wake up in Dylan's arms that morning. It felt good and right. His libido was starting to return.
Tuesday night was harder to get through. He stayed in Dylan's arms all night, listening to his heartbeat and trying to keep a close rein on his feelings. He didn't think he was supposed to feel this way yet. He was led to believe that he'd be wary of physical contact of any kind. He supposed that most of the time it was true but not with the people he trusted the most; Dylan, Ellie, Paige and the elder Michalchuks.
Marco skated through Wednesday trying to decide if he wanted to let Dylan in on his new found discovery of his amorous feelings. It might be better to wait until after the arraignment at least because his feelings might change again.
Wednesday night was a restless sleep for Marco. He kept tossing and turning. He couldn't get comfortable. His mind would not turn off about the arraignment.
Thursday morning showed up way too quickly for both Marco and Dylan. They stayed in bed a few minutes longer than necessary enjoying the comfort each was giving in their own way.
Mr. Michalchuk knocked on the doorjamb and peered at the couple on the bed. "Time to get up, boys. We have to be at the courthouse by 8 to meet with the lawyer."
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I know this is shorter than most of my pieces but I'm trying to keep it as close to Vixen's as possible.
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