Chapter 3

This isn't happening

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This chapter is dark, and contains rape. If you are not comfortable with this do not continue reading and please skip to the next chapter once it is up. Thank you

The party raged upstairs with the survivors and the family. The two groups got a long great as they talked amongst themselves, telling stories about near death experiences, as well as close encounters. Ma and Pa talked about how they'd owned the home before the zombies had come. How they'd actually owned the home for four generations. When the undead had come they'd never left the home, since Pa had long ago created the home into a shelter in case something like this, or hurricanes had ever made it to their city. The metal door kept the undead from getting in anytime, as well as anyone Ma and Pa didn't want getting in. The windows had been bared to keep out anything else they didn't want.

To say Pa was a nut to keep his family safe, was a low blow. Pa wanted to make sure that they could live with out help for years, and he succeeded at it to say the least. Hell the survivors were the first people they'd let in since the start of the attacks. Especially after the last people they'd let in, tried to kill the family to steal their home. Pa took care of them before they could even start. The family had been through tough times like the survivors, if not worse times then the four others had experienced but still they held together.

Rochelle gave a small toast to staying together, to keeping it together in hard times, and to helping strangers with just the faith of your heart. The four adults gave a cheer and clink of glasses, ignoring the howling noises coming from miles away outside. It was like they were just friends gathering together for drinks, not that they'd been forced together because of the undead. Maybe they could have been like this with out the undead forcing together, then again if it wasn't for the undead they may have never made friends.

Maybe it was the same thing that brought Ellis and Nick together alone in the dark room, inches from each other, thinking thoughts that neither expected to ever think of the other. Ellis gave a hard swallow as he looked at the other man, eying him in the dim light; observing ever muscle on the other mans upper body. "I'm not drunk enough for this." The words had to be said, Ellis needed a drink if this was going to continue. If he was going to go against everything he'd been taught, he had to have something to blame in the end.

Nick chuckled, "Took the words right out of my mouth." Holding up the bottle of rum he'd taken from the party upstairs Nick handed it to Ellis. "Go on then." He let go of Ellis before heading back over to the bedside table. Ellis watched the other as he drank straight from the bottle, Nick followed after. What were they doing? What was he doing? Ellis was so confused to why he was still standing in the room alone with the other, who once more was starting to control his thoughts. Ellis wondered if Nick even knew what he was doing, or if the other was too far drunk to even know what was happening rationally in his mind.

It worried Ellis if they'd be okay with each other in the morning. "So I was told by the group that'd it'd just be you and I together alone tonight." Nick said finally after taking a long swig from the alcohol he'd been nursing all night. That stopped Ellis mid gulp. "Coach and Rochelle will be staying with each other, since they had the guts to admit to Ma and Pa what they won't admit to us." Nick laughed before taking another swig. "Stupid bitch." He finally muttered before pulling off his unbuttoned shirt, letting it hit the floor. Those words hit Ellis, he finally understood why Nick was doing this, Rochelle finally turned the man down, leaving Nick with Ellis; the guy he'd picked on for over a year and was constantly horrible to. Ellis looked at the drink in his hand, swirling it around in the bottle slowly. "I can't..." All the horrible things Nick constantly said to him, did to him, they were coming back with each sip. It made it harder to even consider continuing with what was happening.

Nick watched Ellis before moving closer again, "What do you mean?" Ellis started to get scared again. This whole night, this whole thing was freaking him out, how much more did he have to take before he couldn't take any more? His body was betraying him already, was his mind going to betray him next? Nick moved closer to Ellis, who backed up a bit. "Nick I'm not... I can't do this." Nick moved closer, causing Ellis to finally back up against the wall. Nick put his hand against the wall close to his head hard. "Bull shit." Nick growled watching Ellis who slumped against the wall a bit.

He'd always hated seeing Nick mad, and now the mixture of mad and drunk Ellis knew he was screwed. "No. I'm not doing this Nick." Ellis said softly, trying to slink down a bit more, "I can't." Nick leaned in closer his free hand grabbing Ellis's chin and forcing his head up. "That shits not happening." Nick growled leaning in closer. Ellis gulped watching Nick's face as it came closer. "Nick stop..." Ellis muttered feeling the others breath on his lips. "Make me." Nick pushed his lips against Ellis's, causing Ellis to let out a soft groan. The feeling from before sweeping over him once more as he enjoyed the mixture of smell and taste. His mind began to become clouded once more with thoughts that caused his body to react in ways he wasn't sure he wanted it to.

Nick pushed his body against the others, his hand moving from Ellis's chin to slowly down his neck and shoulder, then down his chest slowly. Ellis pushed up to the touch, his body reacting against what his mind wanted. Nick's hand continued down Ellis's boy, going under her shirt finally, to touch roughly at his skin. Ellis broke the kiss, turning his head to the side, biting his lower lip as Nick reached his nipple, pinching it roughly between two fingers. "Admit it Ellis. You do want this. As much as you fight, and you protest, your body doesn't." Ellis bit back his groan as Nick rolled his fingers along Ellis's nipple slowly. "You really are fucked up."

Ellis groaned gripping the bottle in his hand tightly, he could escape if he wanted to, just hit the other over the head and make a run for it. However, the want to actually go through with that was growing smaller and smaller, and the want, no the need, to stay; to continue grew larger. The need in fact started to create his pants to grow tighter. What Nick was doing to his body and mind was scaring him, Ellis bit his lip harder as he closed his eyes tightly. "Nick knock it off..." He groaned, trying to make his own mind work at this point. Trying to force himself to think of something other then what Nick was doing to his body.

"I think we should. It's about damn time I made you understand I am the boss." Nick replied as his other hand left the wall, and moved down Ellis's body, stopping right above Ellis's belt, toying with the front before undoing it. "N-Nick." Ellis groaned, feeling the other push against his hardening member as he worked on his belt. The voice caused Nick to work faster, undoing the belt and pulling it off swiftly; with out it the work suit Ellis wore, now slacked on his hips.

"Ellis you're a liar." Nick whispered moving his hand to push Ellis's work pants down on his hips slowly. "You do want this." Ellis shivered looking at Nick, he didn't want this his body did. His mind was still set on not knowing what to do other then tell Nick to stop, or to try and squirm away. It didn't look like that would happen any time soon. Nick watched Ellis's face before looking him dead in the eye. That feeling from before washed over him in waves, his body wanted something he wasn't sure his mind wanted. The problem was his body was winning. Ellis's heart raced as he watched Nick who leaned in and kissed him hard.

He could feel Nick's slick tongue slide over his lips, and then in his mouth. The muscle fought his own which tried to push the invader out. After a few moments however, Ellis submitted, he was unable to fight the overwhelming senses as Nick grabbed his hardened member through his boxers. Ellis was unable to fight back the moan that released from him at the touch, which only caused Nick to grab him a bit harder, pushing his tongue more against Ellis's, demanding obedience; receiving it in full. With the touches and the forceful behavior that Nick was giving, was forcing Ellis to his knees.

Ellis finally moved, pushing at Nick a bit, attempting to get him off of him, instead he was forced against the wall. Clothing finally fully stripped from his body, boxers pushed down with first a hand and then a foot. Nick's own pants finally hitting the floor, followed swiftly by his own boxers. Ellis looked down at the other man before him, looking at the large hardened member before him. How Nick thought that would be entering Ellis at any time was beyond the younger male. Ellis how ever didn't get much time to think about it, he was turned around on the wall, face first against the cool wood. "Fuck wait man!" Ellis yelled pushing against the wall and against Nick's body. He'd heard of how this was done, it wasn't something he'd even thought about doing, but it was something he'd been told about.

Nick however, wasn't listening, he wasn't in the mood to care. Rough hands gripped Ellis's ass, slapping it before kneeing Ellis's legs apart a bit more. "Bite your arm." Ellis's eyes grew wide as he realized what was about to happen to him. Nick was too drunk to care if he was going to hurt the other an far worse then he already had, and was about to take it to the step one shouldn't go with anyone. "No!" Ellis yelled trying his best to look back at the other, instead the back of his head was grabbed, forcing his face against the wall. Nick spit in his hand before slicking his own length, then in one swift and hard move he pushed himself into the others ass. Not all at once, half way at first, before pushing in fully. The move causing Ellis to bite back a scream that pulled tears from his eyes.

The more Ellis pushed against the other, the struggle he was attempting to put up in his pain, Nick continued, and pushed harder. Ellis bit back his screams in pain, biting his lip hard enough to draw blood. Nick liked the rough, he liked the struggle the other was putting up against him, Nick enjoyed the feel of a body against him. Ellis on the other hand, was regretting this more and more, even if his body was betraying his mind still. How was the pain he was feeling turning him on? What was his body doing to him?

Nick moved in hard thrusts, each one causing Ellis to let out a muffled scream still hidden behind the bite. His fingers gripped Ellis's hips tight, he knew at the end of the night there would be bruises to prove of what he'd done, left there on Ellis's hips where he'd be the only one to see them, every time he dressed himself. He moved a hand to reach to Ellis's length, gripping it tight instead of his hip, stroking it harshly with each rough thrust he did. Ellis closed his eyes tightly, fighting back his screams in frustration and pain, he couldn't take this much more, though his body was seeming to enjoy the attention, it also hated the pain.

Nick didn't seem to care.

His mouth moved to Ellis's neck, biting down hard making sure to leave a bruise, another mark to remind Ellis of what they were doing. Ellis tried but couldn't hold back the yell from the bite. Only his yells were becoming more of moans instead of screams of pain. The pain was starting to dull from the thrusts, the only real pain he was truly feeling was from the bites, and the death grip on his hip. Nick started to notice Ellis's slow change in pace to his movements, it caused him to move faster. His hand stroking Ellis faster with his thrusts, his own grunts and pants starting to come through with each movement.

Ellis couldn't take much more, the pain, the pleasure... it was mixing into an odd feeling that he wasn't sure he enjoyed anymore. Then, a rush of pleasure filled his body, causing him to arch against Nick's chest and groan in pleasure. He wasn't sure what had happened, but Nick hit the spot again, causing him to moan louder, his body shaking as he came; semen splashing against the wall he was pressed against. The muscles tightening around Nick's length from the climax the other reached caused his own climax to rush over him. He bit down harder on Ellis's neck as he did so, muffling his own moans of pleasure.

The two stood there panting, Ellis shaking against the wall and Nick, not sure how he felt, except the pain. What once was dull, was now a throbbing feeling that washed over his body in waves. Nick slowly pulled himself out of the scrawny male, allowing the mixture of blood and semen to slowly drip down Ellis's ass then leg. He looked at the mess he'd made before looking at Ellis who clawed at the wall slowly. "I'll... get something to clean up then." Nick muttered, a slow ting of guilt starting to build up in his stomach. Ellis grabbed his pants, moving slowly before pulling them up, not bothering to put on the tight fit boxers. "Don't worry 'bout it." Ellis whispered, his body shaking as he felt like he'd fall.

"I'm going to see if they have another room for me to stay in." He finally managed out, holding the wall to keep himself standing. He couldn't force himself to look at Nick, the floor was his good friend right now. Nick slowly reached up to touch his shoulder, "Look..." Ellis shrugged off the touch as he moved for the door wobbly, and barely able to move. "Don't touch me." He muttered, reaching the door. "Don't fucking talk to me." He grabbed the door handle, pulling the door open, and walking out.

When the door slammed shut, Nick felt his heart sink.

He'd done some pretty shitty stuff in his life, hell he'd said some pretty shitty things to the kid. This... This took the cake. Did he just rape a man? His head spun in his still slightly drunk thoughts. What had he truly just done? He pulled up his own pants once more, going for the door himself. "Ellis." He looked down the hall, watching the limping man walk. "Man just take the room." Ellis didn't stop. "Don't... Don't keep walking!" Nick moved after the other, he couldn't just let him go upstairs to the others who he could hear above them, yelling, laughing; enjoying their small moment in life.

"You'll hurt yourself worse." Nick grabbed Ellis's shoulder causing the other male to come to a dead stop. Ellis shook, Nick wasn't quite sure if it was from anger or if it was pain. "Just go back... Sleep... I'll get a different room." Ellis didn't look up, he didn't move. Mixed emotions filled his head and heart, the pain his body felt filled him far worse. "I don't want to be near that room Nick." Ellis whispered, trying to fix his pants. "I don't want to be near you man, I just want to be alone." He finally looked up, looking Nick dead in the eye as tears fell from his own. "Fuck you. Fuck everything that you are, and fuck everything that you've done."

Nick bit his lip as he stepped back, Ellis standing before him as he was, crying; was a stab to the chest. The man had taken everything with a joke and a smile, while now he stood before Nick; the man who broke his spirit. Ellis shook his head before turning and began his walk for the stairs once more, leaving Nick standing alone in the hallway, forced to face what he'd just done.

End of Chapter 3

A.N. Sorry it took so long for the chapter to finish.

I kept trying to finish the chapter only to go back and rewrite it because I didn't even think it sounded good for a L4D story. So, I hope this fits what everyone wants, and I promise to work faster for next chapter. To also start causing happy chapters to happen soon.