Chapter Three
Still feeling bad for Usami-sensei, I went to his address carrying rabbit-shaped savoury doughnuts I made myself this morning. Originally, I wanted to make chocolate cupcakes, but hiro-nii told me that Usami-sensei did not fancy sweets.
I went up to the penthouse and rang the bell, waiting for a response. After the third time, I decided to just go in. Usami-sensei did tell me to do just that. I looked around to find the whole place empty. Maybe he is still sleeping? I checked my watch to find that it was eleven thirty in the morning. Surely nobody wakes up that late? But then his editor did tell me he is sleazy. Sighing, I put the doughnuts on the kitchen counter and decided to check the bedroom. I hesitantly climbed the stairs, then straightened up rememberin that this is my job and I am doing nothing wrong by waking him up.
The bedroom was a sight to behold. It looked as if it belonged to a five year old child than a twenty eight year old man. There were stuffed bears almost everywhere and I nearly tripped on a Choo-Choo train that was going round the room. The curtains were drawn and there was a figure lying on the bed. Great author indeed , I thought, he is a child.
" Usami-sensei, please wake up" , I said softly. Getting no response, I decided to move closer to the bed. " Usami-sensei! Please wake up!" , I yelled this time. He woke up at that alright, but the room's temperature seemed to drop to minus sixty degrees. I could swear the room's aura darkened as the huddled figure got up and glared at me.
" What do you want?" , Usami-sensei almost growled at me.
" You need to wake up " , was all I could manage, and even that came out as a squeak. This man sure was intimidating, and it certainly didn't help that he was taller and had a better built. To make matters worse, my Androphobia kicked in ( rather ironic now that I am a male ) and I began to stutter.
" We start our work today, Usami-sensei" , I said. stuttering on every word. " And I also need to talk to you about my brother. I noticed how you look at him, but it's best if you if you let it go. You'll find someone to replace him" , I babbled on, not even knowing what I was saying and choosing the wrong words. I felt myself being pulled on the bed and being pinned down by Usami-sensei. The position we were made my fear worse and I could feel my eyes getting moist.
" Replace him, you say? ", he said in a threatening tone."How about you do the honours, then?"
Before I could respond, or even properly grasp the meaning of his words, my shirt was lifted up and I felt cold hands stroking my chest. The sudden coldness made me gasp in surprise and I finally came to my senses and started thrashing around underneath him. As much as I wanted to yell at him, my throat was choked up and it was all I could do to keep my tears in. I cannot believe this is happening again. I thought I was free of this, but no. And to think it's my my brother's best friend. Probably getting tired of my thrashing, he turned me around so I was lying on my stomach with him on top of me. I finally lost it when he licked my neck.
" Let go!" , I tried to yell, but it came out hoarse and weak. Paying me no mind, he unzipped my pants and stated stroking my length. The feel of his cold hands made me gasp again. I was in no position to kick him off and my hands were pinned above my head. I hated this weak body. Helplessness and disgust coursed through my veins as he went on using his hands to do unspeakable things to me. The tears flowed freely now, as I felt this traitorous body respond to his touches. I shivered with pure disgust as my body committed the final act of betrayal.
" Well, that was fast" , he commented, licking his hand which was covered by my fluid. All I could do was get up and run out of the room and out of the damn house, fixing my clothes all the way. I could hear that jerk calling me as I slammed the front door shut; probabaly worried what I would tell my brother.
I didn't care where I went, I just brisk walked aimlessly trying to stop crying. Somehow, I made it back home. I nearly ripped the front door off its hinges when I opened it and ran to my room, slamming it shut behind me so violently I'm sure the whole place shook. Good thing Hiro-nii was at work. My bedroom door recieved the same treatment and soon I was on my bed, sobbing and wailing. I got up after my tears dried up and went to the bathroom to take a long shower. I literally scrubbed my body until the skin turned a bright red and a few places started bleeding. Then I turned on the shower and stood under the scalding hot water until the only sensation on my skin was pain. Wrapping a towel around my hips, I got out of the shower after some fifty or so minutes. I picked up my glasses from where I had thrown them and carefully examined to them to make sure they were still intact. I slowly picked up my clothes from the floor and after taking out a few things- like my phone- out of the pockets, I promptly ripped them apart and threw them in a trash bag.
I couldn't believe it, I just refused to. Of course what I said was wrong - you can't replace the one you love, but that sure as hell didn't give him any authority to just up and rape me.