I think I need to move this story to M…please tell me if I need to. But in a nice way! Anyway, read well and enjoy. Took me a while to type this up :D Thanks for the reviews guys! They really help :)
WARNING: MAJOR CUSSING IN HERE! (or at least I think so) ALSO MALE ON MALE CONTACT - DON'T LIKE DO NOT READ!
Darkness hovered over my mind; fuzz seemed to build as I slowly crawled out of my unconscious blanket.
My eyes heavily fluttered open, only to snap close as a bright yellow light sprung out from above.
I was forced to groan out as hard thumps boomed in my head. The shadows that covered my vision danced with the smacking inside my head.
As I moved my hands to try and wipe away the floating gloom in my blocked eyesight, something tugged at my wrists – stopping me from my goal. I quickly turned my head and snapped my eyes open, this time inflicting them to stay open.
Silver gleaming handcuffs locked my wrists in place above my head, snapping them to a headboard – no, my headboard.
"What the hell?" I slurred vocally, my voice sounding gravelly.
Footsteps suddenly shifted through the air, sending chills up my spine. Looking towards the source, I noticed my ankles locked to the edge of the bed and my chest bare showing my chest, boxers lining my waist. My eyes cracked towards the dimly lit hallway as a gloomy shadowed figure stood examining me.
A growl ripped threw my throat as a sneer dangerously tugged at the edge of my lip. "What do you want?" I snarled.
"You've already forgotten?" The figure asked. Suddenly, the form slid into the little light provided. My jaw clenched uneasily as Roach stood with a vacant expression.
"No," I growled. Bringing my shoulders back, my head and chest shot forward, "What do you want!" It wasn't a question. No, this time I made it an order.
Roach's blank expression slowly coiled into a small sinister smirk, "Nothing."
"Oh ya Gary, sure," I rolled my eyes then shook my head, "Quit lying, Roach."
Roach tipped his head as he slowly walked to the side of the bed. "Come on Ghost. It's nothing." I only shot a glare in return. "You really want to know?" Roach said unexpectedly.
"Yes, Roach! I've wanted to know for the last 6 fucking months!" I spat.
"Well," Roach smiled as he shrugged slowly, "Nothing really."
"Then what's this?" I asked heatedly, "Why shatter a picture frame on me then bring me here?"
"This?" Roach pointed to the ground. "Like…right now?"
"Roach!" I growled quickly.
"Fine, fine, fine…though, I think you've figured it out by now though."
"Figured out what," I glared at the sergeant.
Roach crossed his arms, a frown forming. "You know what, you bastard!"
My mouth hovered open, but only a small wheeze emerged as my eyes fell down then coving over with fog as thoughts shot across my mind. "…you mean." I asked quietly.
"That night," Roach cursed, "Of course I'm talking about that night! What other night would I be talking about?" Roach howled angrily as he threw his arms down on my nightstand, making it shake with a great deal of vibration. "This room, I brought you back to this room! Where it all started! Do you remember what you did to me Simon? Do you know what you did?"
I shook my head, "Roach…I-I was drunk!"
Roach then flung his hands in the air, "And that gives you the right to do what you did?"
"Of course not!" I screamed, anger lacing in my voice.
Roach then breathed in deep, anger flailing at his muscles making them bulge with each angered breath. "You sent me to hell, Ghost…and you left me there." Roach growled silently, "The only thing I could do, was drag myself back out of that fucking pit and try to piece my life back together. But Ghost," Roach turned towards me, his eyes starting to water. "I felt so dirty…no-no mater how many times I took a shower, I just couldn't get that feeling off of me." Roach then turned away blinking rapidly as he tried to cover himself with his arms, "You did that to me, Ghost…you hurt me more then anyone has ever hurt me before. I thought…I thought you were my brother."
"But I am Roach!" I yelled, thrashing at my metal restraints.
"NO YOUR NOT!" Roach screeched. "Brothers aren't supposed to fuck each other, Ghost! Brothers are supposed to keep each other safe, give each other advice, and teach each other about things that the other one didn't know!" Roach screamed, his hands clenched tight at his sides as tears began to slowly steam down his cheeks. "Your not my brother Simon…you never were! You're just a sick, shitty, twisted bastard that is so fucking thick headed to not see that your presence makes my skin crawl!"
The room fell silent, except for the heavy breathing coming Roach as he shook his head back and forth.
After minutes passed, I slowly looked towards Roach, "I'm…I'm so sorry Gary."
Roach snapped his head in my direction, his eyes flaring up with hatred. "What?" He asked quietly, hissing the word.
"I said, I'm sorry…" I sighed out dropping my head to my chest.
"You think a simple sorry is going to work?" Roach growled.
"No, I don't. I just think-"
"You don't think! That's just it Ghost! You don't fucking think!" Roach's voice rose with each word, "No…sorry isn't going to work. That's why you have to pay. Pay with pain."
Suddenly, Roach climbed on the bed and brought his leg over my waist. His hand touched the tip of my nose before slowly trailing down my bare chest coming to the edge of my boxers.
"Hmm, I wonder what's under here," Roach smirked as he stuck his finger in his mouth, sucking on it like a child.
"Roach," I said uneasily.
"Oh, don't worry Ghost. I'm only going to do what you did to me."
With that, Roach leaned forward connecting his lips with my neck. Slowly, Roach started placing gentle kisses on my skin – covering it in his warm saliva. As he trailed down to my shoulders as his teeth connected to my skin roughly. I let out a startled yelp, feeling blood come to the surface.
"Wow, Ghost. I never knew you tasted so sweet." Roach hummed as his lips began to trail around the crimson coming from the bite mark.
"Roach," I cried again.
Gary sat up, his mouth twisted into a smile, "Yes?"
"Stop."
Clicking his tongue, Roach nodded his head, "No can do, sir." Leaning down, Roach's lips hovered against mine. "Don't worry, I'll make it painful."
Crashing his lips against mine, I felt his tongue roughly press against my teeth, trying to force my jaw apart. Roach let out a moan in pleasure or anger. I don't know, but the feeling he placed in the kiss seemed to send feelings of excitement down my spine before I opened my mouth to speak.
"Gary," I pleaded, hoping this one would get to him.
Roach stopped. Slowly leaning up he looked at me with a questionable expression.
"Stop, please…this isn't you, Gary. Not the Gary that I fell for."
The world slowed, one moment Roach had his head tipped to the side, then his hands shot up towards his skull and he let out an ear piecing scream, like nails on a chalkboard. Roach shot off the bed and slammed his back into my closet door. The simple wood seemed to crack beneath the pressure as I hurt the wood protest at the force that was thrown upon it. Twisting his fingers in his brown hair, Roach's breathing began to quicken.
"Get out," Roach growled as his teeth clenched tight as his eyes were glued shut. "Get. OUT!"
Suddenly, without looking back, Roach stumbled to the darkened hallway and shot out the door.
I stared blankly at the empty room. He left me, I thought. I didn't know what happened. One moment Roach was on top of me, the next, he starts screaming leaving me in my room – alone. But I did know one thing, its going to be hard to tell MacTavish when he comes to get me…if he remembers.
HA HA! All done…lets see it is 2:28 in the morning and I'm sleepy, plus my contacts are really fuzzy! So goodnight people!
P.S. I have no idea when I will update next. I only updated because a person chose on my poll that I should update this story…so I did ^_^
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