Addison Clarks! Yeah! Favorites and stuff! Sorry I haven't updated in forever! I've been really sick, like…to the point where it hurt. But at least I had time to think about this…and calculus homework…anyway, I hope this chapter makes up for it. Trigger warning…I don't know about you guys but a trigger warning makes me want to read it more…yeah…enjoy the chapter…or don't…I don't care…it's not like I'm gonna sit in a dark room and cry for a few hours. Whatevs.

Castiel stared in the mirror at his red locks. He really hadn't cared about his appearance since he was whipped away from his life in Sweet Amoris and put here in Amour Sucre, but he WAS going to a party tonight. He constantly thought about Amour Sucre. It wasn't totally horrible here. The school didn't have any jerks as far as he was concerned. It was clean…or at least cleaner than Sweet Amoris. The teachers were reasonable. The student body president was cool. Oh….the student body president. Castiel cursed to himself as he searched his pockets for his cigarettes. His mother hated them, but he'd been taking care of himself this entire time, so she only had so much of a say in the things he did. She was already pushing it by making him move.

He returned to his bedroom, plopping down on the bed before staring up at the ceiling. He didn't want to feel this bad for the rest of his life, but he wouldn't be able to move on until he and Nathaniel had their closure. Just when they confessed their love, they were separated, and more than anything they just wanted to be together again. Then again, who knew? He might meet someone new at the party…but nobody like Nat. He rolled to the edge of his bed and sat with his face in his hands, feeling more miserable than ever. He didn't feel this crappy when his parents left, or when his dog, Demon, died. He didn't even feel this crappy when he got jumped by those boys on his way home when he was eight.

He rose to his feet and strolled over to his closet. After what seemed like an eternity he settled on a pair of black jeans and a (brace yourself) white (gasp!) Winged Skull (and the shock was short lived…) t-shirt. He grabbed his keys and black leather jacket on the way out the door, completely ignoring his neighbor, who'd been left in charge of him by his mother.

As he pulled up to the house, the windows told the tale of what was going on. Strobe lights where Castiel assumed the living room would be, and moving rainbow lights were where he assumed the hallway and dining room were. A dimmed, red light marked an upstairs room and a white light marked where he assumed was the kitchen. As he stepped out of his car, he heard the student body president, who'd introduced himself as Ethan, call his name.

"Castiel! Sup, man?"

Castiel nodded as Ethan approached him and gave him a pat on the back.

"Great you could come."
Castiel glanced over at the house again as Ethan handed him a beer.

"Come on!"
He followed Ethan into the house, which was much bigger than it looked. Ethan led him to an elevator and pressed a large button. The doors closed and Castiel looked at Ethan curiously.

"Why does this house have an elevator? It's…what…two or three floors?"
Ethan chuckled.

"It's an underground mansion."
"Underground mansion?"
"Yeah. That top thing is just for cops."
"What the fuck?! Who has cops at a party?!"
"No. I mean it's to make the cops think it's a small house. The real party goes on downstairs. The top looks like a crappy party."

He laughed.

"You and the other new guy said the same thing. All the new people make the same mistake."
Castiel nodded again before nearly dropping his drink as the doors opened. Ethan was right. This place was huge. A large indoor pool sat in the center of the room, which seemed to go on for miles. The entire school stood around, laughing and talking or smoking weed. A few kids sat in a raised area, shooting up as they watched the party. Ethan noticed Castiel looking in their direction and stared.

"You don't shoot up do you?"
Castiel smiled as he thought of Nathaniel's best friend, MsAsumness. That girl was a mixture of personalities. She was a nerd who always ran around blasting Panic! At the Disco through her earphones. Everyone always told her she would go deaf, but she really didn't care. There was that one song she always played…what was it…Ever Since We Met (Nearly Witches). The lyrics rang out through his head.

Ever since we met, I only shoot up with your perfume.

It's the only thing that makes me feel as good as you do.

"Castiel."
Castiel jumped at the sound of Ethan's voice. He shook his head before responding.

"Nah."
"Just smoke and drink, right?"
"Yeah."
"Cool. You'll blend in with the crew. Speaking of the crew, I have a few people I want you to meet. You're a…celebrity so to speak with us."

"Celebrity? What, did you guys use to listen to my music or something?"
Castiel used to be a local celebrity in Sweet Amoris for his music. He could play the guitar and sing but when everything got to be too much, he started smoking and drinking. He couldn't remember songs, and substance abuse took a toll on his voice.

Ethan chuckled.

"Yeah, you could say that."

They traveled down a few hallways and turned a few corners before they found themselves at the end of a dark hallway. Ethan turned to face him.

"Ooh! Are you scared of the dark?"
Castiel huffed.

"No."
Ethan smirked before turning away, immediately turning back to face Castiel.

"Boo!"
Castiel didn't flinch.

"You're a funny guy."
Ethan opened the door and smiled as he nodded to a few people. This room had black lights and five or six other guys sat around the room, smoking and drinking.

"This is the crew."
He pointed around the room, introducing them all by first names before gesturing to Castiel.

"Presenting…Castiel!"

They all smiled and exchanged looks as Castiel entered the room.

"Wanna show us those skills, Cas?"
"What-"
He heard the door close behind him, followed by the sound of the lock being turned and saw Ethan put the key in his pocket.

Ethan began to walk towards Castiel, who never backed away until they were inches apart.

"We just want to see what you can do, Cas. We saw the video."
"What vid- fuck."
"If that's what you want to do."
In a heartbeat, Ethan pushed Castiel down onto a bed and crawled on top of him. Castiel swung, causing his fist to smash into Ethan's jaw. Ethan licked his now split lip before looking into Castiel's eyes.

"You've got some fight in you."
He looked up to his friends who flicked their blunts and roaches (for those of you who don't know, those are terms for weed joints) before standing and approaching the bed. They held Castiel down and ripped away his clothes and underwear all the way down to his socks. He now lay completely naked in the middle of the room, struggling until they came at him again. Two of them grabbed Castiel's arms and pulled them up to the headboard, tying him in place with belts and shoelaces. Two more grabbed his legs and brought them upward, tying the ropes tightly around his ankles so that his hands and feet were almost together. They stood back, lighting new joints as Ethan smiled.

"This is gonna be good."
One of his friends, who'd been introduced as Song (it's a parody of Melody…get it?) passed Ethan his joint and after taking a hit, Ethan smirked at Castiel. He undid his pants, allowing his throbbing boner to slide through the opening. Hoots and cheers were heard as Ethan crawled back up over Castiel. He stuck his fingers into Castiel's mouth and just as he realized what Castiel was about to do, waved his fingers in front of his face.

"Ah ah ah. Don't bite. I'll just fuck you harder."
Castiel closed his mouth, turning away as Ethan tried to bring his fingers to his lips.

"This is gonna hurt then."
"Get the fuck off of me!"
Castiel tried to get of his restraints, only to have his fingers tied back to the headboard by Ethan's friends.

"Get off of me!"

(Outside in the Main Area)
Nathaniel finished off his third beer, and grew even more frustrated at the fact that he wasn't even buzzed yet. He walked over to the bartender and asked for another before looking around.

"Where the hell is he?"
The bartender passed him another beer and quickly scanned the room.

"I haven't seen your cousin all night. Strange. Normally, Ethan is walking around here with all of his friends either diving into the pool or buying weed from the others here. I gotta admit though, that kid knows how to throw a party."

A nearby partygoer walked over to Nathaniel.

"You're Ethan's cousin?"
"Yeah, have you seen him?"
"He just went down that hallway with the guy from that video."
"What video?"
"Some sex tape. Two guys screwing around in bed."
"Ethan's screwing around with pornstars again?"
"I guess so."

"Let me go find him."
Nathaniel hurried over to the dark hallway and started to try to open the door, only to find it was locked. He put his ear to the door and listened.

(In the room)

Ethan held his hard on against Castiel's opening
Ethan slipped a finger into Castiel's opening earning a loud groan from the boy.

"Oooh! You like this don't you?"
"Stop, dammit!"
He toyed with Castiel's opening, slowly inserting finger by finger until he had three fingers in. By now, Castiel was trembling, begging him to stop.

"Just stop already-"
He was interrupted by Ethan's lips to his.

"Shh…you look like you were pretty good at this in the video. I just want to see what you can do."
Castiel stared in horror as Ethan placed one of his hands on his thigh and the other on his (bare…as in no condom) erection.

Oh god no.

Ethan wasted no time as he fiercely pushed himself into Castiel's opening. Castiel screamed as pain shot up through his body, and tried to pull away, only to accidentally push his hips up against Ethan's. Ethan moaned as he picked up the pace. At this point, he slammed his hips against Castiel's backside. Tears streamed down Castiel's cheeks as he was viciously raped.

"Stooop iiiitttt!"
He screamed as Ethan tightened his grip on Castiel's legs before tensing up. Ethan shot load after load into Castiel, earning more hoots and cheers from Ethan's friends. He leaned forward to kiss Castiel before licking away his tears.

"The first time with me is gonna hurt. Don't worry. This is your chance to enjoy it."

He pulled his boner out of Castiel, smiling when he saw he was still hard. The blood that covered it caused him to feel more dominant and he smiled at Castiel.

"I got another one in me."

He positioned himself at Castiel's opening and forced himself back inside. Ethan started to push his hips against Castiel's again, repeatedly nibbling at Castiel's chest. Castiel groaned as Ethan kissed his neck. Ethan started to pick up speed again when the doorknob started to jiggle. He paused before looking around to his friends.

"Who the hell is that?"
Three of them pulled guns before opening the door. Nathaniel stood there, staring for a moment before they lowered their guns.

"Ethan. It's just your cousin."
Ethan looked back.

"Nat?"
Nathaniel entered, and still not completely unaware of who Ethan was screwing, laughed at the sight.

"Damn, Ethan. I'm so jealous."
"You can hit it next if you want. Just let me finish."
"No. Your ass is whiter than my teeth."
Ethan smirked.

"Get yourself a beer or something, I'm gonna finish this up."
"Who do you have over here anyway-"
Nathaniel walked around, and as soon as he saw Castiel laying on the bed, dropped his beer.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!"
"What?"
By now, Castiel had passed out from the pain and Ethan continued to rap him. Nathaniel threw Ethan to the floor and grabbed him by his neck.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?"
"What the hell is wrong with you Nat?"
Nathaniel shook his head before standing and walking over to Castiel. He undid his boyfriend's restraints and started to clean him up. Ethan stood behind Nathaniel, watching the scene unfold before him when he realized something. The angle at which he was standing caused Nathaniel and Castiel's positions to resemble the video.

"Nat…that was you?"
"What was me?"
"In the video?"
"No shit!"
"Woah."
Nathaniel finally finished untying Castiel and started to redress him when Ethan walked over to them.

"I totally didn't know."
"That doesn't mean shit! You still shouldn't do this to someone!"
Ethan stared as Nathaniel laid Castiel sideways on the bed and finished redressing him. He sat Castiel up and put his hands to his cheeks. Ethan spoke again.

"Sorry Nate, I didn't know-"
"Just shut up, Ethan."
Ethan closed his mouth as his cousin looked into his boyfriend's eyes.

"Look at me Cas. Can you hear me?"
Castiel's hair was matted down on his face with sweat. He mumbled something in his unconscious state before Nathaniel laid him back again and scooped him up into his arms bridal style.

Once they got outside, Nathaniel laid Castiel in the back of his car and sat in the driver's seat. He looked back at Castiel and held his hand for a few seconds before turning his keys in the ignition and driving away.

One more thing: WHY IS NOBODY ELSE UPLOADING ANYTHING ON MCL TUMBLR OR MCL FANFICTION ARCHIVE FOR YAOI?! This is a problem people! Can someone else write something good! If you already wrote a yaoi, I read it. Yes I'm addicted to mcl at like that. I've read ALL the yaoi ones. And maybe 50 or 60 percent of the regular ones. One or two of the yuri ones…eh…they suck anyway.