Authors note: so, this is my first attempt writing a fic, and I do not know if it will be successful, but it cannot always be either, so if someone just reads my story, that would be great. I also have to mention that English is not my mother language, so I would happily receive reviews from you people on grammar mistakes etc...

Some warnings if you did not see them before you entered, this is a Roy/Ed fic, so if you do not like it then do not read it. It also contains torture, abuse, rape, sex and swearing, so if you do not like, do not read.

Anyway, hope you enjoy the chapter. Read on!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything regardin Fullmetal alchemist, except for the plot!

Shattered glass

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CHAPTER 1

Ed could see Jason grab the knife from the table. The big kitchen knife had dry blood on it from previous use. He could clearly remember his own agonizing screams when it cut his cold skin. He did not want it to happen ever again, but he knew it would. He knew Jason would pierce the knife in to his flesh, pull it around, and then pull it out to repeat the process in another area of his broken body.

The thought sent shivers down his spine. Why could not all this just end? He didn't want to go through all of that one more time; he just could not bear it anymore. The tears threatened to fall any second now, and he tried to hold them back, but it was all in vain. A sob escaped his lips and he squeezed his eyes shut, crying uncontrollably.

"Hahahaha!" Jason's laughter rang trough his ears and he tried to curl up, but the restraints were stopping him. His body started shaking against his will and the sobs just sounded more pathetic every second that passed.

"P... Please, just... Just stop," Ed cried out desperately, "Just stop." His voice was hoarse and tight, but he didn't have time to think about that when he suddenly felt the sharp blade pierce inside his body once more. The blade began to move inside him, and he just could not hold it back anymore, he had to let it out. Someone would certainly hear the noise if there were people close, the sound of intolerable pain, and the loud scream of a broken mind.

His head was killing him. That was the first thing he knew when he woke up. There was also something else. 'Huh? I'm lying on the floor.' Wait a minute. The restraints were gone!

Ed forced himself up on his feet, and after what seemed forever, he finally got up. He groaned and started walking towards the door on the other side of the room. His breathing was ragged, his whole body hurt, and he was seriously exhausted, but he continued anyway. He wanted to get out of this place finally, but he had a bad feeling in his stomach - something wasn't right. He chose to ignore it, what could possibly go more wrong than it already had?

Suddenly the door slammed open relieving a supposedly drunk, and pissed, Jason. Caught by surprise, Ed stumbled back a few steps before falling to the ground with a 'thump'. He scrambled himself up on his feet again trying to get away from the drunk man, but Jason was already standing over him. He grabbed Ed by his shirt and tossed him down on the hard concrete floor. He leaned forward and began to lick Ed's neck. 'What are you doing, get off me you sick pervert!'

Ed wailed his arms and feet around to get the older man off him, but Jason just pinned him down again, and he knew he wasn't strong enough. His mind and body was too exhausted and demolished. He could not do anything. He began to tremble. This couldn't happen to him, a 17 year old boy, it just couldn't happen! He felt disgusted at the thought of Jason touching him, but most of all he felt terrified.

He lay completely still while Jason started taking off his shirt. He could feel the hard floor under him and he shivered from the cold, but also from fear. Jason moved down from his neck and started kissing his chest. Ed squeezed his eyes shut and he knew tears were already streaming down his pale face. Jason continued kissing his chest, but after a while, he abruptly took hold of both of Ed's hands and began kissing his mouth harshly. At this, Ed started to protest again, he felt so disgusted, but Jason was too strong for him, so he gave up after a while with useless struggle and went limp. Jason continued kissing him, and as he thought, Jason did not stop there. Jason grabbed Ed's belt and loosened it.

'Stop.' Jason opened the pants button; already exposing more skin than Ed knew was comfortable. 'Please, just stop.' He dragged Ed's pants off in an instant while he began to open up his own. 'I swear to the gate, you will pay for this!' Ed's thoughts was abruptly stopped when Jason took a hold of his hips and shoved his penis inside of him. "Aaaaaaaaaah! STOP!" Jason then began to move back and forward making the pain much worse. "NOOOO, STOP!"

This was worse than the knife stabbing him, it was so much worse. He felt beyond violated and he couldn't do a fucking thing about it, he was so useless and pitiful. He wished he could just die, that the pain would stop, that he could see his parents again, but no, he couldn't leave his little brother alone, he just couldn't.

Jason smiled viciously at him before shoving harder than before. "AAAAAAAAH!" His screams was becoming animalistic at this point, but he could not help it, even if he wanted to. "Relax Edward, just relax," Jason whispered so coldly that his blood could freeze, "It's soon over." As he said it, Jason came inside of Ed. "Ahhh," Jason moaned while he exited Ed and dressed. Jason leaned his mouth down to his ear and whispered sweetly, "I'll come back tomorrow."

That was all he said before he stood up and left. Ed was once again alone, but this time, naked, violated, chilled, and broken.

Authors note: Hope you enjoyed it, and please review!