'What do you want from me?'
'Nothing, absolutely nothing but your…'
'Go away! You don't…'
'Stay…'
A sudden outcry came from the boy's room. Then, there was silence back again except his harsh breathing. Tears fell from his eyes without him even knowing…again. Betrayal was hard to accept.
"What's wrong?"
"….Nothing."
"Nightmares, perhaps?"
"No, it's nothing. Go away."
"You were crying again, I know."
"I said go away."
As steps were drawn close to the boy, he felt his lips moistened. He spitefully slapped away his face, and the blonde just stood there, lightly smiling at him with fresh blood running through his lips.
"I told you."
"Get out!"
"You are crying."
"Shut up and just get out of my face!"
"You need something?"
"No, Seifer. Please go away."
"I'm not going to leave you alone."
The brunette stood up from his bed to walk out of his room until he was pulled roughly to the wall. There was Seifer's usual teasing expression, and along with it, Squall felt his hands reaching under his shirt. Squall tried to resist, but Seifer was holding him too tight even with one hand. As the hands crawled down under his pants, he led out a gasp.
"Let, go!"
"Weakling."
"Stop!"
"Do you want me to rape you this time?"
Tears gathered around his eyes although he was biting his lips down until blood ran. The blonde sighed, shaking his head, and released his grip.
"You're so fragile."
"….."
"I can't even force you now."
With a soft kiss on the brunette's cheeks, the blonde left. Squall collapsed on his knees, with his head leaned against the wall. His memories had brought too much pain, causing every single thing on his mind just to scatter around everywhere. He tried to face it, but it became so useless when there was someone that was just too powerful for him to resist. He wanted to cry out something, but he became mute. Only pain and tears were left in him, waiting for him to let it out.
Both his physical and mental strength had weakened, and he was forced to rest. Several people came to visit him, but he never answered anyone with his true unspeakable mind. Yet, Seifer was the only one who knew what really happened, well, almost of what really happened and everyone else believed that he was just injured from a battle or something.
He didn't go out after that day when he was harassed in his very own room. When Seifer had first found him sitting on the bed unclothed just with a sheet around him, he laughed at him. Then he realized Squall's hand just shaking with terrible fright in his eyes and quickly reached for him. However, Squall did not let him get close at all. Five or so days passed, but there seemed to be no improvement.
"Don't leave…" Squall muttered on the floor, "me alone…"