Chapter 2
Warnings: Swearing, Rape
Rating: M
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"Give me a turn with him!" The man grabbed Matthew and pulled him towards him. "No! Get your fucking hands off of him! Hes my whore!" Another man pulled Matthew back. Matthew just stayed quite the whole argument, knowing that it really didnt matter who was going to get him it would always end up the same.
The prison guards didnt give any care for what was going on. They really didnt care that the two burly men where fighting over the smaller more feminine one who was shaking. Matthew had been through this several times since coming to the Prison three years ago after spending two years in a Juvinille hall. Matthew was glad he would be paroled the next day but that still ment he woudl most likely be used again that night.
Matthew hardly had time to react when he was threw onto the bed. The older man had payed off the other two with drugs and cigerrettes. Matthew held his breath as he heard the man undo his pants and he held a gasp in as cold hands ran over Matthews naked back.
Matthew screamed as the man pushed into him. He cried and grabbed the bed. "Please..." He begged the man who responded with a grunt. "You say something whore?" The man asked as he pounded into Matthew. Matthew just shook his head and kept his tears in the whole time he was raped.
The man released with a grunt and pulled out leaving Matthew crying into the bed. "Thanks for the fuck." The man said leaving Matthew in his cell to enjoy the last hours of the prison term. Matthew grabbed a pair of orange pants and pulled them on. He wiped tears with the back of his hand and sat on the bed. He had always ever since the first day, been seen as a sex toy for the other prisoners.
It wasnt his fault the guards had leaked out the information that Matthew was gay. Matthew had always heard what they did to gays in prison but he really didnt think about until the first day he was there and he was cornered by a gang. They took their time with him, spending almost the whole day in the library, each man having his fun with the new boy.
Matthew shuddered at the memory and he finished packing the few things he had and waited for the guard to tell take him to his brother. Matthew had never told Alfred what the prisoners and sometimes guards had put him through, he didnt want to worry his brother and there wasnt really anything they could do about it...so many times Matthew thought about killing himself, but he always thought of his brother. He couldnt leave Alfred with no one...after all they did lose their dad...then again that was Matthews fault...Matthew shook his head. No none of it was his fault!
Matthew was led out and he saw his brother grinning at the car. Matthew ran and threw his arms around his brother. "Alfred! My god I missed you!" He cried. Alfred laughed and patted his brothers back. Matthew was so happy to be free at last. Free of being the fuck toy of men, free of being called a murderer.
"Hey! So I got you signed up at the local college like you asked." Alfred explained as they drove down the road. Rain had started to fall onto the windsheild. "You just need to chose the classes..." Matthew smiled. He had asked Alfred to find a college that would accept him...a community college at least...Matthew fell asleep and had peaceful dreams for once in five years.
A week later Matthew rushed to his first class of the fall term, French Class. He ran past two men who were whispering to each other outside the classroom. "Excuse me..." Matthew said not looking up at them. "For what?" One of the men said in a loud voice that sounded familer. Sounded like something from a long time ago. Matthew looked up at the two men and let his jaw drop.
"Oh fuck...its you! When did they let you out of jail murderer?" The albino male hissed grabbing Matthew by the coller of his shirt. "Gil...calm down." The spanish boy said pulling his friend back so the albino wouldnt beat the crap out of Matthew. Gilbert and Antonio were their names I think... Matthew frowned. "I-Im sorry to bother you!" Matthew said tears running down his face.
"Saying sorry wont ever bring him back." Gil hissed at Matthew as he went to the classroom. Antonio shot Matthew a look of pity and followed his friend. Matthew followed and found an empty seat at the front far away from the two who were in back. Matthew could feel the albinos crimson eyes peircing his back and Matthew wished he had chosen a different class.
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