Protect Me by Nehan Shinzui
A/N: I am so freaking sorry you guys! I really am! School has been a huge bitch--I mean I have to be there at 6:15 and leave at 4:00 so by the time I get home I'm exhausted and besides that I have a lot of homework to do and my life has been all over the place lately. Not to mention this huge writer's block I've been having. But anyway I'm making excuses. I fell in love with Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez from Bleach recently and I've been obsessing over him for awhile now. This chapter is kinda filler-ish but it' needed because it builds up what's gonna happen next! I don't know what I'm gonna do with Cash for awhile but I have planned his future out--and it ain't looking too good--I'll leave it at that!
Chapter Six: Aftermath
Gwen Tennyson drummed her fingers on the firm wooden desk in her 6:00 antropology class. She had forgotten why she had taken this class in the first place; it was a cram class she really could've done without, what with the 0 period and 7th period class she had in her regular school. Overacheiving was something she heavily acheived at. Glancing at the clock that stood clicking away on the wall Gwen felt a shiver run down her spine suddenly. The girl stopped tapping abruptly, the drone of her teacher's voice fading.
Something was wrong.
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When Ben woke up he was alone. That was good. He didn't think he could face anyone right now. For a second he couldn't recall exactly what happened. He found he was laying down on his back, water pooling around him. His pants hung loosely around his waist and he shirt stuck to him due to the sweat and water. As Ben staggered up his body sore, his legs trembling, and his head feeling as though it were about to split open visions of last night's activities beseagued him. Halfway to the road he vomited--violently. The boy didn't know what to feel right now--desperation, desolation, despair, betrayal? Rage? He didn't know; he just felt numb.
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Somehow the Tennyson made it to Kevin's house; if you'd asked him how he would not be able to tell you. The poor kid had no idea what he was doing. When he entered the living room he collasped onto the couch, his vision blurring. He'd fucked up everything! Maybe he was just a tease. In any case, no one would ever want him now. Ben was tainted and soiled. There was no feeling worse than that. As his eyes began to close Ben felt a shadow lean suddenly over him and a voice shake him to attention.
"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!"
The younger boy let out a moan--his head had begun to throb, He found himself mumbling some sort of an excuse;
"Stayed over late with a friend...couldn't call...I--" Ben wasn't sure of what he was saying...his brain felt like it was on autopilot. Excuses presented themselves automatically.
"WHO CARES?!" Kevin cut across him loudly and if you paid attention might've heard something close to worry in the man's voice...which would be very shocking if you didn't know him very well. He ranted on,
" Do you know how your cousin's been calling me nonstop? Or how we were thinking something--Ben who did that to you?"
Kevin's was lower now and full of a calculated rage as he looked at Ben's lower area that was stretched out on the couch. Ben looked down, slightly interested. He gave a sharp intake of air at what he saw.
Ben was bleeding all over the furniture.
It flowed thickly between his legs, staining the fabric of the couch. Lifting up skaking hands, he saw how pale his hands were. Tennyson felt bile fill his throat. As he began to fall unconcious yet again, Kevin swooped down on him lifting the small up bridal-stlye as though he were light as a feather. Rushing to the bathroom he turned the hot water faucet on in the tub. The older began to strip Ben of his clothing then dumped him into the water;questions could wait until later- his biggest concern was that Ben didn't bleed to death or something. The ambulance wasn't an option though; Kevin knew how the authorities could hinder rather than help and besides he didn't need them to gather any suspects when he did what he was planning to do to whoever had hurt Ben. They were going to pay dearly for this.
"K-Kevin?" Ben was shaking terribly. His eyes had lowered to narrow green slits.
Kevin bent down kissing him, touching the red marks on the hero's neck, inwardly fuming with rage as he did so. Levin had a pretty good idea of who to make pay for this.
" Shh...It's okay Ben. I'm right here." his voice was soft and he proceded to try to stem the flow of blood between his friend's legs--it seemed to be working.
" I'm sorry, Kevin." Ben mumbled.
Kevin paused, surprised.
"What for? You didn't do anything wrong. I wasn't really mad at you Ben, I just--"
"No!" Ben yelped painfully imploringly. "No, this is all my fault--I should've listened to you, it's all my fault!"
"Ben--" Kevin tried to touch him; Ben jerked away sending a splash of water over the tub. He closed his eyes, breathing shallow, his hands clamped over his head as though warding off sound.
" I-I let him kiss me, I let him touch me!" Ben yelled. "He fucked me over and over and I didn't even do anything about it! I couldn't even do anything. You told me and I didn't listen and now it's all my fault!"
Kevin, his theory cementing grabbed Ben by the shoulders and shook the nearly hysterical boy. He even gave him a light slap for good measure when the Tennyson continued to breathe a little too heavily.
"Look, Tennyson!" Kevin shouted firmly.
"I know it hurts right now, I know but I need you to tell me what Cash did after he--after he--did this to you, okay? Did you see where he went or something?''
Ben stared at him blankly shaking his head, eyes huge. He scooted away from his companion (well, as far as he could while in the bathtub.) He looked confused.
Kevin frowned at him aware of the sudden glossiness in his friend's--lover's? (is that what he considered him)--eyes.
"What am I doing in your tub, kevin?''
Kevn sighed realizing what was going on almost instantly. After all he wasn't thick or stupid like people thought he was. He could be quite analytical when he wanted to be.
"Who's Cash?"
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Gwen had arrived at Kevin's house that night, late, nervous, and all of its synonyms. She paced over the sleeping Ben who lay curled up on a certain mutant's bed, utterly peaceful and tranquil, his eyelids flickering in REM sleep. What her cousin was dreaming of now....
"Did you tell his parents where he was?" Kevin interrupted her thoughts, his back to her facing the small computer in his room, tapping the computer desk.
Gwen cleared her throat shakily, nodding, then realizing that the older probably couldn't see it mumbled a "yes". " How long will he be over here, do you think?" she asked her voice hoarse. She had cried hard when Kevin told her what had happened.
"I don't fucking know. As long as he can without causing suspicion."
"Have you thought about calling the--"
"Fuck, no." Kevin interrupted harshly. " Ben doesn't need that kind of pressure right now and they aren't going to be of any help anyway. Besides I already know what I'm going to do to that sonofabitch anyway."
Gwen was surprised at how sure Levin sounded. "Kev--"
"And how long do you plan on being here?"
"For God's sake, I'm his cousin, Kevin!"
Ben shifted slightly in his sleep. Gwen lowered her voice to barely above a whisper.
"And in any case, he told me about what happened between you two the other day."
Kevin's grip on the mouse tightened. "Yeah, so?"
"So when were you going to tell me?"
Kevin was silent for a moment. Then, " Me and you are over. Have been for nearly five weeks now, why can't you--"
" Because he's my cousin and I want what's best for him."
Kevin spun around, facing her now, furious."So you're saying I'm not good enough?" he spat, venom lacing every syllable.
"No, it's not that." Gwen replied imploringly.
"Then what the fuck is the problem?!" Kevin rose out of his chair.
Seeing Ben once again shift uncomfortably in his sleep, the Tennyson cousin motioned fot the mutant to step outside of the room. Closing the door behind them she continued.
"You say you want what's best for him, " she said. "But you continue to keep so much from him."
"Gwen--"
"You owe me enough to at least not pretend like nothing had the possibility of happening--it's bad enough it was like some dirty secret you didn't want to admit to...that you still don't want to admit to." Tears were falling down her face again.
Kevin grew uncomfortable. '' Gwen, shut up." But his voice was soft.
"No!" The orange-head girl almost shreiked. " You owe him enough to tell him what happened between us!"
Kevin attempted to cut her off and failed.
"And you owe him enough to tell him about this baby!"
A/N: Dun, dun,dun! Omg, the ANGST! Personally, this is a chapter I honestly enjoyed. I haven't been able to watch the show in a while. Like most of the story I made stuff up as I went along instead of really planning it all out. I finally updated the playlist on my ipod! Yippee! Oh, happy day! All of you who have read, reviewed and possibly faved have been a huge impact on my motivation--thanks a lot! Don't know what I'd do without ya! At the end of this, I think I'll have a special thanks chap for you guys--I just really wish there was something more I could do for you all! Thanks for sticking by me through sketchy updates and somewhat sucky writing. Sigh... I remember when I could update almost weekly. Ahh...the good ole days!