-1Ed stayed up and tried to find a way to make Roy's life a living hell once again. Unfortunately, he couldn't think of anything. He was too tired. Turning off the light, Ed laid in his bed and yawned. Just as he was about to fall asleep there was a knock on his door.
"What the hell do you want?" Ed asked, his eyes closed and his head resting on his pillow.
There was no answer to his question. He heard the door open and footsteps that sounded as though they came closer and closer to his bedside. Ed refused to move, thinking it was just his imagination. Even if it wasn't he was ready to fight…right?
Ed's eyes shot open when he felt a hand on his crotch. For some reason he couldn't scream. The hand that was on his crotch started to grip it and move up and down. He tried his hardest to lift his hand, but he couldn't. He felt paralyzed. He was only able to shift a bit and catch a glimpse of the person on him. His eyes widened and he started to tremble.
Roy!?
Ed couldn't say anything. He tried so hard to scream, but he just couldn't. No sounds of help would escape his mouth outside of a single gasp when Roy slammed himself into him. Ed bit his lip as tears fell from his eyes. I t felt like hell to the blonde and he wanted it to end. It was slow and painful.
Once Roy was done with Ed he left the room like nothing happened. Ed on the other hand, began to cry. His choked voice now crying loudly in the darkness.
Ed woke up that morning to the phone. His voice was raw from last night and knew that it would be in an embarrassment if Hughes and Havoc found out that he couldn't talk. They would be cracking jokes days on end.
He moved out of bed and winced in pain as he tried to walk. There was no joke that it was going to be a long day. A long day indeed.
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