Chapter 6
The next morning, Jesse left for a business trip. After roughly forcing himself upon Sam numerous times, he left some money, explained to him that he'd be back in a few days, and left without even telling Sam he loved him or good-bye. Sam lay curled up on the bed. He was in pain, physically and emotionally. He really wanted to call his brother and beg him to come save him, but the last time he had tried to call, the phone number he had was disconnected. And plus he wanted John and Dean to think that he was happier here than he ever was hunting. They would just look at him like he was a freak if he called them and said that he had lost his will to this man.
Sam got up hours after Jesse was gone. He dressed himself, covering the battle scars as best as he could, and put the make-up on. He didn't have enough to cover his eyes, so he grabbed a big pair of dark sunglasses and put them on over his black eye. He needed to go out and get some food. Jesse had ate a lot last night, leaving only a few cans and bottles of beer. Sam knew if he drank those without permission, Jesse would be pissed and the punishment would be bad. He thought about going to the sub shop, but that would raise too many questions from Priestly and the others. He didn't really feel like answering anything. Instead, he decided to just walk the short way the grocery store and buy stuff to hold him over for a bit, until his face and body healed a bit more.
Sam grabbed a cart and walked down the aisle, keeping his head down so his hair helped hide his face. He was going to have to go by some more cover-up soon. He didn't care if people looked at him like he was a girl. He needed to hide the proof from the outside world. He was walking along, minding his own business when his cart crashed into someone else's. His sunglasses went tumbling to the floor. He bent over to grab them, but a hand with black nail polish grabbed them first. Sam slowly looked up to the last person that he wanted to see right now.
"Sam?" Priestly asked as Sam took his sunglasses and roughly pushed them back on his face. "What happened to you?" He asked. He took Sam's head in his hands and gently removed the sunglasses. Sam cringed as Priestly looked at the bruised skin. His thumb accidentally brushed over the make-up, taking it off. He saw that Sam's eye wasn't the only thing that was bruised.
"It was nothing." Sam said. "I...I..." Priestly made Sam look at him.
"Did he do this to you?" He asked. Sam tried to back away, but Priestley's soft hands kept a hold of Sam. "Sam, answer me. What did he do to you?"
"I disobeyed." Sam said softly. "I deserved to be punished for what I did. I deserved everything that he did to me." Priestly lifted Sam's head so that he was looking directly into his eyes.
"You did nothing wrong." Priestly said. He then leaned to kiss Sam's lips. It was softer than Jesse's usually were. When they broke apart, Priestly pulled Sam into a hug and Sam laid his head against Priestly chest. "He doesn't deserve you Sam. I'm getting you out of that house Sam." Sam let himself be led out of the store by Priestly. What he didn't know was that one of Jesse's friends had seen everything and was calling Jesse. He didn't know that Jesse was on his way home and he wanted to kill Sam for cheating on him with the "freak".