Stuart sobbed softly as he patted down his blistered skin, the cold wash cloth making him flinch with each touch. His back was untouched by the water that was thrown on him, so at least he'd be able to sleep without having to lay on any of his burns. A big white bandage covered up the initial of Kevin's name. Stuart hoped it wouldn't scar and possibly stay there, visible to whoever might see it. The once white cloth that he held in his hand was now splotched with red, the many night's of having to use it wearing down it fabric and staining it.
He thought his day was going to be good, but the second he saw Kevin, the anger in the leaders eyes and the way he spoke, he knew he was in trouble. He was mad at him for making a friend. Extremely mad. And once again, Kevin took his anger out on the smaller male. It made Stuart hate his life even more. He wanted to talk to Dave but he honestly didn't know if Dave would even care. He's never told anyone about his situation because Kevin made the most promising threats and with the high reputation that the leader held, no one would believe him.
The shorter minion limped back to his bed, body aching and heart smashed into so many pieces. He felt dead inside. Crawling under the covers, he pulled the blankets around his body as lightly as possible, trying not to damage his skin any further. Sleep over took him again.
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Stuart was shaken awake when the bed moved beneath him, slopping down on the opposite side. He could see the silhouette of Kevin just now laying down to sleep. Turning as gently as possible, he looked at the clock. It was 2:30 in the morning and the taller minion had to work in a few hours. Hopefully he wouldn't try anything. Closing his eye, he attempted to fall back into his slumber. When he was just about to drift off, he felt the bed shift again and a pair of arms wrap around his stomach soon after. Stuart had to bite his lip to keep from crying out as his burns reacted to the touch.
"You awake?" Kevin asked, voice low and in a soft whisper.
Stuart didn't say anything, hoping that Kevin would think he was asleep and would leave him alone. But Kevin had other plans. Stuart looked up when he was suddenly being straddled, the leader looming over him. They locked eyes for a couple second before Kevin smirked.
"I knew you weren't sleeping." Kevin said, leaning closer to the minion below him.
"Please leave me alone."
"Now why would i do that?" Kevin sat up again, resting his weight on Stuart's crotch which was thankfully uninjured. "I do own you. Remember? I can do as i please with you."
Knowing that he couldn't fight in his condition, Stuart just frowns and looks away, setting for staring at the black abyss instead. Maybe if he just focused on something else, this nightmare would end quickly. His eye closed tightly when he felt Kevin leave small kisses along his side, going around the burns that he left. As he skimmed his hand down Stuart's side, he grinned and let out a small snicker.
"Decided to sleep naked, huh?" Kevin hummed. "It's almost like you were ready for this to happen."
'It's not like i had much of a choice.' Stuart thought. "Yeah..." He said quietly.
Kevin frowned when he slipped his fingers over the bandage that covered half of Stuart's hip. "What's this?" Kevin asked, sitting up and looking down at where his fingers were settled. Stuart squeezed his eye shut, praying that Kevin wouldn't remove it. But he did, and it was painful. A groan seeped out of Stuart's throat as the taller minion pulled off the adhesive bandage, the glue taking off any of the loose skin that it clung to. Blood began to rise from the reopened wounds. The scarlet liquid making small trailed on his skin and sinking into the bed sheets cotton. "That's better."
Stuart couldn't stop the tears falling from his eye as Kevin traced the irritated cut, smiling with glee at his marking.
"You look great with this here. So whoever see's it will know who you belong to. Now, where were we?"
Stuart didn't want this to happen. Kevin was always too rough, and sometimes violent, when they had sex.
Kevin went with skipping the preparation and when right to inserting his engorged member into Stuart's tight heat. "Oooh...it's been so long since we've done this. You're so tight." Kevin groaned.
Stuart cried. He felt like he was being pried in two. He felt more warm fluid spill from him, staining the sheet's even more. His hole had been torn and the abuse made him bleed. The sobbing male wanted to end his life, get rid of the pain he was feeling and forget about the torment he'd been through for the past couple years. Kevin used to be so gentle with him. Making sure he was fully prepped before going in. But now, he was doing this for his own selfish, sadistic ways. He loved hurting Stuart. It was one of those "scare them into staying with you" situations. And Stuart was scared. Scared for his life and scared for Dave's life. Dave was his only friend and he didn't want him getting hurt by the monster that they called a leader.
Kevin thrusted hard into the moaning body below him, ever so slowly increasing his speed. When he finally finished, his seed filling Stuart, he pulled out and rolled over next to the gasping male. With the attempt to catch his own breath, he turned away from Stuart and eventually fell asleep. The one eyed minion's member was still throbbing, the ache in his erection making him feel disgusted with himself. Even his own body was against him.
Stuart scooted away from the sleeping figure next to him and stared at his ceiling, tears dried and more of the salty water taking up their places, letting sleep claim him as well.
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Stuart's eye cracked open when Kevin started getting up for work, his movement's waking up the smaller minion.
"Stay here until your burns heal. I don't need anyone asking you what happen." Kevin said, pulling on his shoes once his overalls were on. Afterwards, he brushed his teeth, and splashed some cool water on his face. "I'll make sure you still get paid. I'll just mark you as sick." Kevin opened the door and said goodbye before leaving.
When Stuart was alone for sure, he sat up and looked at the mess sticking to his inner thighs. The additional blood caked to his skin didn't help how dirty he felt. Sliding out of bed, he made his way to his bathroom. He turned on the water so that it wasn't too hot and stepped in. He hissed when the water touched him, his blisters stinging. "He has no idea what he's done to me..." Stuart muttered softly, his head pressed up against the wall of the shower. With as much care as he could muster, he washed his body as tried to look at least somewhat healthy. He just wanted to be clean though.
When he was done, Stuart climbed out and headed for his room. He searched through his dresser to find a set of loose fitting pajama's and slipped them on, moaning when they brushed against his stomach and chest. He didn't feel hungry but he knew he'd have to eat something since he hadn't eaten anything since he had lunch with Dave two days ago. Head hung low and steps heavy, he limped to his fridge and pulled a box of taquitos. Putting two of them on a plate, he put them in the microwave and heated them up. When the timer went off, he set them on the table and tried to eat them. He could only make it through a half of one before he felt like he was going to vomit. Pushing his plate of the still warm miniature taco's away, he got up again and went to his bed. His stomach hurt and he just wanted to sleep, and hopefully not wake up again.
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Dave looked around, scratching his head. Where was Stuart? He hadn't shown up for work and he still didn't really know what he was doing quite yet. He would have asked someone else to help him, but he wanted Stuart over them. Besides, the others fought all the time. The assistant L.O.D was there today so Dave decided to ask him. Jogging up to the desk, the minion behind it looked up at him.
"Um...Dan, right?" The minion started. He had one eye like Stuart but his hair was different, it was spiky instead of parted.
"Close but it's Dave." Dave smiled, earning himself an 'oh' in response. "Do you know where Stuart is at?"
"His attendance for today says that he's sick. It was put in by Kevin so Stuart must've gotten a hold of him."
"Oh. I'll have to check in on him later and bring him some soup or something." Dave said, thinking of any kinds of broths that would be good for him.
"That'd be nice. Was he your trainer?"
"Yeah. He's really sweet and funny."
The minion on the other side of the desk shot him a surprised look. "Really?"
Dave, confused, replied. "Yeah. We talked all day when I first got here. He even had lunch with me and we just told a bunch of jokes. He let me sit next to him while we discussed the job i'll be doing."
"Wow...Stuart's an asshole if you ask me. He's always moody and hates it when people bug him about the marking's on his skin." The one eyed minion looked back down at his laptop, laughing something before looking back at Dave.
Dave couldn't believe what he just heard. Stuart? An asshole? How? "He was so nice to me though..."
"Sounds like you might be his favorite, Dave."
"I've only been here for three days though."
"Fate doesn't choose a length of time. You might be what he needs to help with his depression."
Sadness stabbed the two eyed minion's heart, ripping his breath from him. "Stuart's...depressed?"
"It's so obvious. He stares off into space looking so sad and when someone tries to help him, he gets really angry. We've heard him cry inside the employee bathroom after he meets with...whoever he goes to see before lunch. He's fallen asleep many times while on the clock. I honestly haven't bothered with waking him up because it's what he needs and he walks like he's got a thousand pounds weighing down on him."
"I will um...i'll look into it. Maybe i can try and change something." Dave backed away from the desk, nodding to the other minion. "Thanks for telling me that."
"No problem. My name is Eric by the way." He implied.
"Okay. Thanks Eric."
Walking back to where he was before, Dave was deep in thought. Stuart didn't seem like he was depressed when he was with him. Yeah sure at first he just looked like he hated his job but depressed? Dave never would have thought. Was he wearing a fake smile for Dave to hide it from him? Did he do that for other workers? He just met Stuart and he quite honestly felt like he's known Stuart from the very beginning. And if he was sick and in his home, he'd be able to get some time to go see him.
Eric shrieked when Dave bolted back up to the desk. "Dave! I thought you went back to work!" Eric said, hand over his heart.
"I did. Can you excuse me so i can go see Stuart now?" Dave asked, hopeful.
"Yeah, just make sure you try and make it back here before the day is over so i know Stuart didn't try to hurt you or anything."
"He wouldn't do that."
Eric smiled. "Alright well, try and make him better, okay? He's in room 214."
"Thanks!" Dave said before running off.
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Dave rapped on his friends door and waited. When the door opened, he saw Stuart look around the door, hiding his body behind the steel barrier. "Stuart?"
"Dave. You can't be here. You have to go." Stuart said, not letting Dave talk any farther. He went to shut the door but it was stopped by Dave who held it open with his hand.
"I'm not going anywhere. Let me in." Dave pressed, using his body to lean against the door to try and open it.
"No. You need to leave. Now before..." Stuart stopped abruptly, making Dave look at him with concern.
"Before what?"
"Nothing. Goodbye."
"I'm not leaving, Stuart!" Dave snapped, becoming frustrated.
"You have to! You can't be here!"
With a hard shove, the door flew open. Stuart was forced back as he tripped and fell over. He looked up at Dave who was standing in the doorway, fists clenched and angry.
"W-wait...please..." Stuart whimpered when Dave took a couple steps towards him. All Stuart could see was Kevin's angry face, his eyes tightened up as he walked closer.
"S-Stuart?" Dave said. He came to a halt when he heard Stuart's scared voice. "Are you afraid?"
When Stuart didn't answer, Dave backed away a little bit and searched the wall for the light switch. He flicked it on, and gasped in horror when the light spilled over Stuart's body. He had open blisters everywhere. His eye was irritated and tired looking. His skin was a paler shade of yellow and he looked as though he hadn't slept in ages. He had a hand out in front of him, which was shaking violently. Dave took in the sight of his friend and took another slow step towards the scared male.
"Stuart, i am not going to hurt you." Dave said, reassurance heavy in his voice. "What happen to you. First it was the bruises and now this? You're covered in blisters."
"Please...leave." Stuart cried. Salty tears fell down his cheek.
"Stuart...you need help."
"NO!"
Dave jumped back, startled by the sudden outburst. What was going on with him? "Please, I want to help you." He watched as his friends hand dropped to the ground, a defeated look taking the previous expression. He was obviously giving up.
"If you try to help me, he'll kill you." Stuart said softly.
"What? Who?"
Stuart weakly pointed to doorway. "...he will."
Dave whipped around. Standing in the doorway was a very rigid and cross Kevin. He held a stare on the smaller two eyed henchman. He had that look in his own eyes like something had snapped in his brain, making him look psychotic. Dave couldn't react fast enough before the taller male charged at him, tackling him to the ground and smashing his clenched fists against Dave's head. He was going to kill him.
Dave, being smaller than the henchman on top of him, squeezed his feet up into the space between himself and Kevin's stomach. He shot his legs up with all the might he had and threw Kevin off of him. Dave was up in a heartbeat, running over to Stuart and pulling the one eyed male to his feet. However, Kevin recovered and sprang at them, a scream ripping from his throat as he completely lost himself, trying to take out Dave.
"Kevin! What the fuck is your problem!?" Dave yelled as Kevin slammed him to the floor again. He blocked his face with his arms while Kevin tried to smash his way through them.
"HOW DARE YOU COME INTO MY HOME AND TRY TO TAKE STUART!" Kevin bellowed, his voice had a different tone to it.
Stuart looked around, frantic to try and save his friend. If he could find something, anything would help.
"I wasn't trying to take him!"
"I'LL FUCKING KILL YO-!"
*Smash*
The fight stopped when glass exploded behind the furious minion's head, knocking him out instantly. Kevin fell limp, blood dripping to the floor. When Dave looked up, he saw Stuart standing there, a broken beer bottle in his hand.
"We need to leave." Stuart said. His voice was weak and his legs shook as he tried to stand upright.
"Y-yeah." Dave was up quickly, pushing the leader off of him. Taking Stuart's hand, they left the room and disappeared into the hallway.
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Stuart was cuddled against Dave as he cried. Sobs racking his body. Dave sported a few bandages where Kevin managed to break his skin but there was no serious injuries done.
"You're safe now. I'm going to have my room number taken off of the roster so that Kevin can't find me. That way, he won't find you either." Dave promised, running his hand over Stuart's back. The slightly smaller henchman just spilled his heart to Dave, hoping that he believed him and after what Dave just experienced, there was no way he'd think that he was lying. Kevin was crazy.
"Where am I going to stay? That was my room and I can't go back there." Stuart asked, whimpers becoming quieter and he relaxed into Dave's arms. He didn't feel the burns as much anymore after his friend slathered him in a cream that took away the pain and helped them heal.
"You'll stay with me if that's okay."
Stuart nodded. He didn't want Dave to leave his side.
"Was Kevin always like that?" The two eyed minion asked.
"No. At first, he was amazing. He said he wouldn't do anything to hurt me, he promised. Whenever I would have a nightmare, he would hold me till I could go back to sleep. When Gru promoted him to leader of lair while Gru stayed leader of everything, he would come home in the worst moods. He'd break and beat things and soon, when he didn't have anything left, he turned to me. He beat me until I couldn't move or was unconscious. I wanted to end my life so bad for so long but I didn't b-because I-I still ha-ad..." Another episode of tears overtook Stuart. He clung to Dave and Dave hugged him as close as possible without hurting him. When Stuart finally calmed down, he continued. "I-I didn't because I still had hope that my life would get better. And after meeting you, I feel like maybe I can keep going."
"You can, Stuart. From the moment I met you, you were the most amazing minion I have ever met. You showed me so much in those few hours. I haven't known you for very long but i feel like I've known you all my life. When Eric told me that he thought of you as a jerk, I know why he thought that now. You lashed out at people because you were afraid that they wouldn't believe you. You didn't want them to know that you were hurting. But me...I've known you for how long and you haven't been mean to me once? I was so baffled when Eric told me about you and how he saw you. That wasn't the Stuart that I saw. You needed help and I'm here. I always will be. Kevin is a psycho who needs to be put in his place. Whether that be jail or hell, he needs to know that he's done the worst thing imaginable to the most perfect minion ever. I felt like my soul had been ripped from me when I saw you in that room. I won't ever let anyone or anything hurt you again. That's a promise I'm going to keep." Dave saw the surprise in Stuart's eye when he finished and it made him smile.
Stuart's eye welled up with tears again. "Thank you, Dave." He whispered.
"No. Thank you. You let me into your life and that's the best thing that has come to me in the time that we've been working here." Dave let go of Stuart, pulling back the covers on his bed so that they could crawl under them. When Stuart finally made himself comfortable under the sheets with Dave, the two eyed minion pulled Stuart closer, letting Stuart return the gesture by placing his hands on his chest. Dave stayed awake until Stuart fell asleep. When his heartbroken friend was softly snoring, he whispered, "It's going to be a rough journey trying to heal you. But as long as you let me stay by your side, I will guard you the whole way there, Stuart." Dave ran his hand up Stuart's arm until he reached his hand and interlaced their fingers. Sleep took Dave away shortly after.
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Alright, so here is chapter 3! Stuart has finally gotten out of his home and is in hiding. What will come to Kevin? read to find out.
-PZ
