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Title: WHY?
Chase gasped as he felt a hand pushed forcefully around his mouth; he opened his eyes with a start to see Martin atop him using one hand to tie his to the bed. Chase was completely awake now, but it was already too late. He had both hands bound to the bed and he could scream due to the hand currently on his mouth.
"Hey Bobbie, long time no fuck, ey" Martin smacked Chase quite firmly on the thigh as he looked at Chase up and down, like he was a slab of meat.
"So, I see you've been and got yaself a cripple" Martin leaned in closer, "Bet he's shit in bed! But I bed him hitting you with that cane is a big turn on. You like that do ya Bob! Like that stick whacking ya arse!" Chase struggled to get away but it was no use, the ties didn't even loosing and all he got for his trouble was a low moan from Martin. "O yeah Chase, struggle some more, you know how much I like it"
Chase shut his eyes tight as a small tear made its way down his cheek, he couldn't stand this man! Why was he here, why did he have to keep coming back to ruin things. Chase jumped when Martin's tongue licked the tear away, "Aww, what's wrong baby, daddy being too tough?" Before Chase could do anything, Martin's hand was moved away and a cloth of some sort was pushed in his mouth and sealed with a kiss from Martin. The kiss was rough, bruising his top lip and making Chase cry harder.
"Aww come on pet, don't be like that! You want this as much as I do, you can't hide that. I saw you look at me at the funeral" Chase shook his head back and forth trying to tell him to 'get the fuck off', but all that came out was a muffled "mmft muh fpht ohhh"
Martin smiled as he leaned in towards Chase's neck and licked all the way up to his forehead, then he pulled back and looked at the beauty in front of him. "mmm Rob, I'm gonna lick you right up!"
The other room…
Sam and House were laughing in the other room, that was until halfway through a story about 3 whores and a clown House suddenly stopped. Sam looked at House, "Greg?"
"Did you hear something?"
"Something what?"
"I'm not sure, I just thought I heard a voice"
Sam rolled her eyes, "Come on House, it's probably Robbie talking to himself. You know how that boy is!"
"I suppose, it's just…" House trailed off.
"It's just what?"
"It didn't sound like him"
"House, there's a wall there. His voice would be muffled; it isn't rocket science you know!"
"I guess, maybe I just need some sleep"
"Yeah or maybe you need some of my two favorite blokes!"
"What?"
"My favorite blokes! Jack and Daniel. Together there a problem solver!"
"Great another alcoholic in the family!"
"No, I just like jack daniels!"
"Your one crazy lady!"
"Yeah, maybe you should get some sleep!"
House smiled, "Or maybe I won't get any" with that he walked off to the bedroom door.
"Don't make too much noise, or at least tell Chase not too"
"Sure! I'll ask, but I'll also do my up most to make him scream his heart out!"
Sam laughed
House opened the door and the sight before him made him stop shocked for all of 2 seconds until he felt his body become flooded with the most anger he had ever felt. He stopped so quickly over to the bed where he found his lover tied up with a nut case licking his stomach. That was until House brought his cane crashing down onto Martin's back.
Martin didn't hear House enter the room as he was too busy enjoying himself, but he certainly felt the cane that came crashing down on his back. Martin let out a scream of pain and pulled himself away from Chase, falling off the bed as a result. House went round to the other side of the bed where he was huddled on the floor in pain, then he lifted his cane and brought it down on his shoulder making Martin let out another cry of pain. Chase who was crying on the bed shouted for House to stop, "Please HOUSE! Untie me, just untie me. Don't kill him!" House looked up, then walked back round the other side of the bed to untie Chase.
"Are you okay babe?"
"Yes, I am now, just please… untie me"
"I am, don't worry, he won't hurt you again"
"Promise?"
"Yeah, I promise"
Chase stopped crying and looked out House, "I love you"
"Love you more Chase, love you so much more!"
A few minutes earlier…
Sam heard an awful scream come from the bedroom, and rushed to the door, what she saw angered her. Martin was there! He had obviously tied Robbie up and been meaning to… Sam was pissed, she walked back to her bag where she kept her gun. She'd had for about 10 years now, ever since she was mugged. It made her feel safe knowing it was there and now she was going to use it. That bastard Martin was done for, he'd hurt Robbie way too much in the past and now he'd had the audacity to ruin his life again! He's dead!
Sam walked back into the room with the gun in her hand, turning the safety off she waited until Martin looked up. When Martin did look up, the horror in his face when he did look up only made her smile, she pulled the trigger.
House had just finished untying Chase when he heard a gunshot, he jumped and both him and Chase turned around to see Sam holding a gun and Martin on the floor in a pool of blood. He had one hole in his head. Chase started crying again beside House so he quickly put his arm around him to comfort him.
"Sam… what have you done?" House looked shocked.
"I gave that prick the death he deserved"
Chase sobbed, "Sam … you…you… your going to leave me. You'll go to prison!"
"I don't care Robbie; at least he can never hurt you again!"
Sam threw down the gun and moved to kneel in front of him.
"Robbie look, I love you. You're like a son to me and I never want to see you hurting. He deserved to die Sea Dragon! He hurt you too many times for me to feel any regret for shooting him. Hell, I'd do it again in a heart beat!"
"M…Maybe we could… you know, hide the body!"
House and Sam looked at Chase and laughed. House answered for the both of them.
"Isn't ever gonna happen. We'd never risk you going to prison! The people there don't deserve you! Although you would look good in a jumpsuit"
Chase looked between Sam and House, "then what are we going to do?"
House looked at Sam who nodded in return.
"We're going to call the police!"
The police arrived 10 minutes later with an ambulance to take away the body.(?) The police made them all sit down on the sofa after they had been checked out to make sure they weren't in shock. Then the questions started. Chase had started crying when he had to explain what had happened, and was extremely glad when House took over later. The problem came when Sam had to explain her part in what happened.
"So you shot him?" one of the police men asked
"Yes, in the head, once"
"So you wanted him dead"
"Yes, he was hurting my nephew, not for the first time but thankfully the last!"
"It the gun registered to you?"
"Yes, I've had it for a long time"
"So did the deceased…erm, Martin, did he go for you before you shot him?"
"No, he was on the floor on the other side of the bed, I was at the door"
"So it wasn't self defense?"
"No, I wanted him out my nephew's life for good. He deserved what he got, and I'm happy to do the time for it."
Chase sniffed and whipped his eyes, Sam looked at him, placing her hand in his thigh she squeezed and smiled trying to comfort him.
The police men looked at each other, they could tell this lady wasn't violent or anything and felt sorry for what they were about to do but it couldn't be helped.
"I'm sorry but we're going to have to charge you with murder!"
"I expected nothing less, it's okay, and I'll come quietly"
Sam stood up and left with the policemen leaving House to try and comfort a weeping Wombat.
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