Hey, all! So I've been visiting some friends in Los Angeles for the last few days, and i haven't had a whole lot of time to write or anything, but I busted out the end of this chapter this morning and thought you guys deserved to have it ASAP, so here it is! I hope you like it!


Chapter 12

Crashing

Fili

Fili was flying high. He could only remember accepting two drinks from the creepy host of the party he was at, but due to the heavy fog in his head, it had to have been more. The girl next to him was going on and on about some boy that had just dumped her, but to be honest, Fili didn't give one shit about anything she was saying. He had his own problems.

The party wasn't very spectacular. It consisted of about twenty college-aged boys and girls doing everything from sipping on cheap beer to shooting up heroin. He didn't know a single person there, but it was better that way. He didn't want anyone he knew to see him in such a state.

Fili accepted another drink and slugged it down, most of it missing his mouth and pouring onto his shirt. There was a sort of rush coursing through his body, that didn't usually come from drinking alcohol, and it almost felt pleasurable, but it also kind of wanted to make him throw up. He again considered the amount of alcohol he had consumed, still unable to recall more than two or three drinks. Something was wrong.

He turned to the annoying girl. "Do you know how many drinks I've had?" he interrupted her rant.

"What?" she sneered, clearly annoyed.

"How many drinks have I had?"

She rolled her eyes. "How should I know? Do you think I'm keeping tabs? I would think you'd know, because I don't actually think you've had that much - not too hard to keep track."

Fili slumped to his right on the couch, propped up by his elbow. "Something's wrong with me," he mumbled, vision swimming. It almost felt as if he was fighting against a sort of blissful darkness but knew he couldn't succumb to it. He glanced down at the arm he was leaning on and saw a large bruise forming on the inside of his forearm.

"The Fuck?" he moaned, squinting at the bluish-purple patch of skin. Hesitantly, he brushed the spot with a finger and winced at how badly it stung.

He thought for a while, trying to figure out where he would've gotten such a bad bruise. He felt so numb, and his brain didn't quite want to work, but after a few minutes it hit him.

"Holy shit," he said out loud. "I fucking shot up."

The girl must've heard him, even though he was no longer talking to her. "Actually, Josh did it. He thought you were being a little bit too high strung. He thought it would be good for you."

"Good for me?" He couldn't believe it. He'd stayed away from drugs, besides maybe marijuana once or twice, his entire life. He'd never had allowed this.

Josh was the host of the party - a really shady guy that Fili had only ever talked to a couple of times. He didn't really throw the best parties, but there was always plenty of alcohol, so Fili wouldn't complain. From where he was seated on the couch, he could see that Josh had moved to the corner of the room, where he sat on the floor with a couple other friends, talking lowly. Fili stood up from the couch as best as he could, only swaying a little once he was up, and stumbled over. At least he still had control over his motor skills. Obviously there weren't too many drugs in his system.

"Hey, man, what the fuck?"

Josh turned to look up at where Fili was standing, a strange look on his face - almost a smirk. The boy had short, dark brown hair, lightly tanned skin and dark green eyes. Fili would've almost found him attractive if he hadn't been so angry. "What?"

Fili wasn't sure what to say, so he just spat, "I don't do heroin."

"Oh, god, would you just get over it?" Josh responded, rolling his eyes. "You're too uptight, dude. You needed it."

Shaking his head, Fili tried to think of a good threat, but nothing was coming to mind. He just wanted to go to sleep.

"You don't look too good," Josh continued, standing up, looking far too sober for Fili's comfort. "Why don't you come with me?"

Before he even had the chance to answer, Josh grabbed him by the arm and began dragging him towards the back of the house, where all the other rooms were. He was soon pulled into a dark bedroom, and without even bothering to turn on the light, Josh led him to the bed and sat him down.

"Here, you can just go to sleep."

"I don't want to go to sleep," Fili replied, suddenly confused. Why would this guy drug him up just to put him to sleep? He barely even knew the guy.

"You should rest," was the response that came.

"No."

"Fili, just lie down."

Fili was utterly creeped-out. "Stop talking to me like you know me. We aren't friends."

"But we could be." And with that, the other boy pushed Fili back on the bed, into a lying position. Fili, not having a ton of energy to fight back, could only let it happen. He also figured that maybe if he just went along with the whole sleeping business, the guy would leave him alone.

Fili did not, however, expect Josh to climb up onto the bed and straddle his chest. He began to protest and tried pushing the other boy off, but it was no use. He simply wasn't strong enough.

"Now, hold still for a moment, or else this isn't going to end well," Josh said, turning so that his back was to Fili's face, still sitting on his chest. Fili felt one of his arms being grabbed, and then there was a tight pressure. Before he could ask what he was doing, Fili felt a sudden sting in his forearm, and suddenly he knew what was happening.

"Get off of me, you fucker!" he tried to shout, but it only came out as a grumble. The stupid son of a bitch was drugging him again, and Fili knew it wouldn't go quite as well this time. He just hoped it wasn't enough to kill him.

It didn't take long for the drug to set in, and Fili went completely numb. He almost felt happy, but there was something nagging at the back of his mind, although he couldn't remember what it was.

"There," Josh sighed, sliding off of Fili's chest to sit next to him on the bed. He dragged Fili up a little bit, so that his feet weren't hanging off, and then proceeded to unzip the jacket Fili was wearing.

"'m cold," was all Fili could grumble out in a protest.

"Shhhh." Josh continued to inch the zipper down, until he was able to spread the jacket open and push it off of Fili's shoulders. It took some effort, but eventually the whole thing came off.

At that moment, Fili expected the other boy to leave him there, but instead he began inching Fili's grey, beer-stained shirt off of his body. Fili's mind was screaming, not understanding what was happening, but it was an all-too-familiar situation. This wasn't going to happen, not to him.

Fili shook his head the best that he could, only resulting in a slight twitch. The boy obviously noticed, though, because he spoke.

"Come on, Fili. I've seen the way you've looked at some of the guys at my parties. Don't even try to lie. I know you're a fag, and I've never been with a guy. It could be interesting. Plus, you're kind of pretty, for a dude," he said, pulling Fili's shirt all the way off and once again moving to straddle him, except this time he sat down heavily on Fili's hips. Then he reached down and twirled a few strands of Fili's golden hair around a finger.

Fili felt a hot tear slip out of an eye, rolling down his face to drip onto the bed. He didn't want this at all, but there was no way he'd be able to fight back.

"Don't cry," the brunette said in a mocking voice. "You'll like it."

He rolled his hips down onto Fili's, and the blonde cursed himself at the way his body reacted.

"See? I can feel you getting hard for me. You want this."

Fili tried to shake his head again, but it was even more pathetic than the last attempt. He could hardly move at all.

Josh, clearly not noticing, or maybe not caring about, Fili's discomfort, slid off of him again, but this time it was to undo his pants. Nimble fingers quickly undid the button and slowly pulled down the zipper as he grinned up at Fili the entire time. The blonde felt like he was going to be sick.

Josh pulled Fili's pants down, his socks and shoes coming off with them, and left Fili lying in nothing but his black boxer briefs. Josh stood up and looked down on him, clearly satisfied with himself.

"I wasn't lying when I said I've never been with a guy before, but you caught my eye." He looked the blonde up and down, from head to toe, giving Fili the chills. "You're gorgeous," he continued, "but I bet you'd look even better without these." Josh leaned over him, hooking his index fingers into the top of Fili's underwear.

Oh God, no! Fili's mind screamed. He tried his best to protest and push the other man back, but it was futile. He couldn't move at all.

"What should I do with you first?" the brunette grinned, inching Fili's waistband down slowly. "Maybe I should start out easy. Or, perhaps, maybe not. Should we just cut straight to the chase?" A few more inches of skin appeared, and Fili sucked as much air as he could through his teeth. "I bet you always bottom. How many other men have you let sink into that tight, hot body of yours?"

"Son of a bitch!"

Josh was suddenly wrenched away from Fili's shaking body, and the sound of fists meeting flesh filled the room. The blonde was unable to make out the new person that had entered the room, but he somehow knew he was saved from whatever Josh had planned on doing to him. The tension that had been previously filling him drained from his body, leaving him a puddle of mush.

He watched the silhouettes of the two figures slam into the nightstand, sending the lamp crashing to the floor, and at that moment, Fili finally let the blissful darkness take him.


Kili

Kili could sense that something was wrong the moment he stepped into the house. There was definitely a party going on, but it didn't look like much fun, and there weren't that many people there. Everyone sitting in the living room had given him a dirty look, but he ignored them, glancing around and quickly realizing that Fili wasn't there. That was all that mattered.

"Have you seen a blonde guy? He's a bit shorter than me, has a little bit of ginger in his beard," he asked a girl that had been sitting on the couch, complaining loudly to anyone that would listen.

"Sure thing. He went back there with Josh a few minutes ago," she replied, pointing towards a hallway that led further back into the house.

"Thank you."

Kili made his way down the hallway, pushing doors open as he went. He witnessed one guy peeing, who didn't seem to care at all, and another couple doing some rather unspeakable things to each other in one of the bedrooms. Normally Kili would've been more than a little embarrassed, but right now nothing mattered except for Fili.

At long last he came to another doorway, but the door was still open for the most part, so Kili slid inside quietly. It was dark, but there were definitely people in there, and through the small amount of light coming through the window, Kili could tell that the one on the bed was definitely Fili, and there was a tall silhouette looming over him. As he stepped in the room, he caught the end of what the taller man was saying.

"How many other men have you let sink into that tight, hot body of yours?"

"Son of a bitch!" Kili threw himself at the man, throwing blind punches anywhere he could get them. He was able to get a few good ones in, while the other guy was still confused and surprised, but it only lasted for a few stunned seconds before he began to fight back.

The other boy threw a fist at Kili's head, which he narrowly missed before charging forward, wrapping his arms around the other's middle, and slamming them both into the nightstand and eventually the wall. There was a crashing sound that Kili suspected was a lamp, but he didn't care. He shoved the man up against the wall, wrapping his hands around his throat in pure rage.

The guy had looked pretty tall standing over Fili, but now that Kili gripped him, standing face to face, he could see that the boy was a couple inches shorter than himself. He wasn't bad looking, at least from what Kili could see, but he was so repulsed by the man that it wouldn't have taken a lot of convincing to make Kili kill the guy.

"Here's what's going to happen," Kili snarled, no more than an inch away from the other man's face. "You're going to stay right here, and I'm going to get Fili and leave. I swear to god, if you make one move in his direction, I will knock the fucking lights out of you."

The guy nodded furiously, eyes watering from the hands around his throat. Kili gave him one last glare before releasing him, and then he moved towards Fili's unmoving figure on the bed. He gently touched Fili's shoulder, hoping to rouse him from his unconsciousness, but even after a more firm shake he would not wake up. Kili checked for a pulse before turning back to the man. "What the hell did you do to him?"

"It was just a little heroin."

"A little heroin?!" Kili tried not to shout loud enough for the whole house to hear, but wasn't sure if he succeeded. "Christ, what the fuck is wrong with you? You drugged him? And then what were you going to do? Rape him?"

"He wasn't stopping me."

"Oh, really? And you don't think that was maybe because he wasn't able to stop you? Fili never would've wanted that."

The man chose not to reply to him, so Kili turned back to the blonde and dressed him as gently but quickly as possible, before slinging him over his shoulder and carrying him out of the room. Kili didn't meet any of the stares that followed him as he traipsed back through the living room and out of the front door. He didn't care what anyone thought. He just needed to get Fili to the hospital.

As Kili was laying Fili's body across the backseat of the Jeep, the blonde finally opened his eyes. The confusion in the blue pools was evident, but it was also clear that he recognized Kili.

"'m sorry."

"Shhh, Fili. It's okay. Just be quiet."

"Where are you taking me?" he asked, letting his eyes slide shut again.

"You need to get to a hospital."

"No, Kili, please just take me home. I'll be okay, but I don't want to go back there."

Kili didn't understand what he meant by 'back there.' Had he been to the hospital recently? They were going to have a long talk once Fili was back on his feet. "Are you sure."

All he got was a small nod in response, but he took it as a sign that Fili wasn't dying. He would be alright.

"Okay, fine. If that's what you want. But you owe me a very long explanation tomorrow. I've been worried about you."

Fili reached out, and Kili took his hand, shuddering at how cold and clammy it was. "I promise I will tell you anything," he grumbled, sounding like it took all of the energy it had just to speak those words.

Kili brushed the damp hair off of Fili's forehead, giving him a weak smile, even though his eyes were still shut. "It'll be okay, Fee. Go back to sleep."


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