Chapter 8

AN: Thank you for the reviews and i'm really sorry this took so long to update! I've been doing a couple one shots and just started a Matrix fic so I apologise lots and lots!
Just to say i'm going to Italy for 1 week on Monday 27th June so i'll try get a couple more chaps up before then but after that nothing till I get back!

Chas closed his eyes sinking further into the warm soapy bath.
His body ached and his brain was exhausted.
Eventually he rose, his naked body dripping water on the tilled floor.
Hr grabbed a towel wrapping it carefully around his waist.
It hurt like Hell, his abdomen still burning in pain.
He wasn't ever going back to that hellhole…
He had nothing, no clothes and no money… NOTHING.
Chas walked wearily into the living room earning a shocked gasp from John.
Not because the boy was standing in only a towel but because of the dark bruises which was got 10 times worse than what he remembered from last night.
Chas looked away in embarrassment, John had never seen him half naked before. It was an uncomfortable situation.
"Go put some cloths on kid." John said taking a puff from his cigarette.
Chas blushed a deep shade of crimson.
He did leaving John alone for a while.
Chas had been in the bathroom for a while after Faith left.
There was NOTHING in the house, so off John went in search of some food for the hungry teen.
John made his way into the kitchen grabbing a plate and placing the food on it for both Chas and himself.
He returned to the living room with two forks.
Chas came in shortly after a huge smile breaking onto his solemn face.
"Cheesecake? John you going soft in your old age"
"Shut up and eat." John said a small smile also forming on his face.

It was morning.
I opened my eyes just the slightest bit.
Bright sunshine poured into the large room making everything seem so much more open.
I was naked… I was very naked!
Oh fucking hell!
I was naked and so was he.
Balthazar.
Last night came back to me in a flash.
It wasn't like any other time we had spent together, not in the slightest.
He was so much gentler, caring.
He was so incredibly careful not to hurt me it was… different.
I pulled myself from the tangled mass of sheets and limbs, so very aware of Balthazar's sleeping form.
He looked so different, not demon like at all.
I could still feel his gentle caresses, could still taste his soft kisses.
What was going on? This wasn't Balthazar! After all these years why the sudden urge to be 'loving' towards me?
Who cares. I didn't know what I was doing any more.
I needed a shower, needed to wash Balthazar from me.

I let the warm water wash over my aching body.
Why had I stayed last night?
Why had I ENCOURAGED him?
I sighed in relief as the steamy water began to ease my tense muscles, I felt relieved.
I closed my eyes moving my head under the warm stream, letting the water run down my back.
Pure bliss.

Balthazar was awake now sitting lazily on the bed.
"Thought you would have left already." Balthazar said in amusement.
I shook my head.
"I needed a shower"
"Well, you do know where everything is don't you." He said smirking.
Arrogant bastard.
"I'm leaving now." I said taking a step towards my clothes.
Balthazar stood up taking several steps forward.
He was stark naked. He really was very attractive, perfectly formed and all that.
"Back to Constantine?" He spat.
I hesitated.
"Don't try to deny it Faith. I could smell him all over you... Even over all that booze"
"So? I was saying with him"
"Yes, but that doesn't explain why I could TASTE him"
I shivered.
"You're disgusting"
Balthazar just laughed.
"I made a mistake, I never should have stayed"
"Don't tell me you didn't enjoy it! I know you, Faith. I know you better than you know yourself. You loved every second of last night, didn't you? The moans of sheer ecstasy escaping that pretty little mouth of yours"
I turned away.
"You're an asshole Balthazar, I could never enjoy your filthy hands groping me"
Balthazar sniggered taking several steps forward.
I slowly began to back away.
"Scared?" He questioned grabbing my arms and pinning them to my sides.
I looked into those eyes... Empty save for one this, lust.
"You don't own me." I answered.
"Oh but I do"
He spun me around pushing me onto the bed, I was trapped.
A grin spread across his face as he pushed me further into the soft mattress.
"Get off of me!" I said through gritted teeth.
"Make me." Balthazar leaned down inserting that snake like tongue of his into my ear.
It was one of the most disgusting things I had ever experience in my life.
"GET OFF." I said this time stronger.
He moved down again this time kissing the side of my neck.
"You know I can't!" I pleaded knowing what was coming next.
"Didn't stop you last night though did it? You were practically begging for it you whore"
"That was different! You know it was"
He tightened his grip on my arms pinning me painfully down.
He was being aggressive and when he was like this there was no stopping him. I was well and truly screwed.
"Please!" I begged.
I deeply into those eyes that I had grown so familiar of, the eyes I probably knew better than my own. There was nothing, no love, no compassion just nothing.
He smiled again.
"I'm going to fuck you over and over and over till you scream! You want your money Faith? Then earn it"
I struggled knowing this was going to hurt like hell. I was still tender from being stabbed, the wound was still fresh.
Balthazar grabbed me savagely pulling the towel from my body, moving in for the kill.

I was blinded by pain but I wouldn't cry.
I would never let him make me cry.
Balthazar had done everything in his power to hurt me! He had succeeded.
I was shaking, holding back the floods of tears I knew would come the second I walked out of the door.
My body was bruised. Bite marks, scratches, bruises... I was covered in blood, aching all over.
"Give me my money." I said through my shaking voice.
"Straight to the point Faith, that's what a love about you"
I wanted to slap him senseless tell him to shove his dirty money up his ass.
"Try it Faith, try it and see what happens"
Asshole. He could read my mind I forgot that little detail.
"Just give me it"
He held out a wad of green bills. I snatched them from his grasp, grabbed my bag and practically ran from the apartment.
I wanted to go home, wanted to get drunk out of my mind then tell that bitch Gabriel exactly when to go.